The Aislin Chronicles

Part XII

A/n: Ahh I loved your reviews! Thanks so much for them, they honestly make me so happy

Okay, so I have had this chapter planned out for so long. Like, I knew this would happen even before I started writing the sequel. It's crazy, I know, but so am I. So after more than a year of being stored away in my notebook, I present to you Part XII. Enjoy!

3-4-03

1:15 PM

Wahoo, it's a half day! And my lovely friend Jess is here hanging out. School ended at like 11 something, and Dad could pick us up during his lunch. We have another half day on Thursday, the day Dad goes to conferences. So while we were waiting for Dad I begged her not to say anything regarding Sydney. Normally she would say something just because I asked her not to, but she understood how much it would hurt Dad. Actually, she's really helped make me feel better. We're having fun.

Anyway, we got home and Jess and I decided we were hungry so I started making us some macaroni and cheese and we talked. Dad stayed awhile before he had to go back. When we were done eating I was taking our bowls back to the sink to wash them and the pot and stuff.

Jess asked, "Who's phone is that?"

I looked over. "Oh, it's Dad's. He must have left it here. Oh well. Not like I can call him and tell him he forgot it."

I started washing dishes while she looked over his phone. It is a nice phone. Very pretty. I was done with the bowls when she asked me, "What's Sydney's cell phone number?"

"555-7450. Why?"

"Just wondering."

I finished washing stuff and walked over to Jess. She was still looking/playing with Dad's phone. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," she said plainly, setting the phone down like it was boring her. "Let's go on your computer."

"Okay." So that's where we are now, in my room. Jess is on my computer and I'm sitting in my bed writing. Hm, this seems familiar to me. Oh right, that time she wrote in here. I better say something.

1:24 PM

I have to keep an eye on that one, I do.

Me: Hey, don't write in my journal again.

Jess: (laughs hysterically)

Hmm, I think we're going to go watch TV. And I think I'm going to hide you under my pillow. Jess isn't coming back in here alone. She must be supervised. She's like a four-year-old, honestly. Okay, she's not, but she's not writing in my journal again.

7:24 PM

AH! I am SO HAPPY right now! Okay, okay. Okay. AHHH! All right, I am NOT going to get ahead of myself, as hard as that is going to be. Ooooh my gosh. Okay. Ahem:

7:26 PM

Sorry, that started a coughing fit. Here I go for real:

So, Jess and I hung out, ate, computer-n-TV-ed all afternoon. Dad came home around five-thirty, and he brought Weiss with him. He was talking to me in an almost Irish accent. He does that whenever he sees me. At first it was annoying but now it's kind of funny. Today he was trying to be the Lucky Charms guy, it was actually amusing. Oh, that reminds of St. Patrick's Day is coming up!

No! Not getting side-tracked! I blame Weiss. Anyway, Dad said he was going to change his clothes and then take Jess home. And we were ordering Chinese for dinner. Weiss was "entertaining" us while Dad was changing. When he came back, Jess and I went back to my room to get her stuff. Somehow the contents of her backpack managed to get spread throughout my room. When we walked back into the hallway all ready to go, Dad walked by us with his forehead all wrinkled and his cell phone pressed to his ear.

I certainly thought it was peculiar at the time. I looked over at Weiss who was smiling. I glanced at Jess and I thought I saw her smiling too, but I could have been mistaken. "Looks like I'm taking you home, kiddo," Weiss told Jess.

"Don't call me kiddo."

"Squirt?"

"Try again."

"Munchkin?"

"That I can deal with." Silly Jess and her obsession with Wizard of Oz. So we crowded into Weiss's car (it's quite messy, and small) and drove Jess to her house. There were like, a billion people there, I swear. All of her siblings plus their friends, I guess.

When hwe got back home Dad was still on the phone. The Chinese came a few minutes later, we ate it, Weiss put some leftover in the fridge for Dad, I told him to stop embarrassing my heritage and to drop the crappy accent. Nothing new. Except Dad was STILL on the phone.

So then (and here's the best part!), I asked, "Who the heck is my Dad on the phone with?"

"Sydney."

SYDNEY! THEY WERE TALKING! And they had been talking for like, an hour, more than that, agh! I was so excited when he told me that, I almost could have kissed him.

7:44 PM

Wait, ew. Maybe I could have hugged him instead.

Finally Weiss left after he realized Dad wasn't coming back. Anytime soon. Hehe. As soon as he closed the door I sprinted in here, I could hear Dad on the phone in his room. And

OH MY GOD THE PEN! I have to go listen to the pen! It knows how this happened!

7:45 PM

All right, the moment of truth. I'm finding where Dad comes back from changing his clothes while Weiss is being weird. Ah, okay. Found it.

"Okay, girls, why don't you go get ready to go and I'll drop Jess back off at her house," my darling Dad says.

Then we're like, "Okay," and scamper off to my room.

"What's the number for that Chinese place you like?" Weiss asks.

"I don't know, it's on speed dial on my cell phone." Dad sounds kind of far away, I think he's in the kitchen at that point.

It's quiet. "Are you kidding me?"

"What?" he asks defensively.

"Nothing, nothing…" I can hear Dad's phone beeping, Weiss must be looking for the number. One of them coughs once, can't figure out which. Not that really matters. "Hey, Vaughn, what's this one with the name 'Free Sex?'"

"What are you talking about?"

"You have a number for free sex and you didn't tell me?"

"Let me see that." His voice comes closer. "Why is it ringing?"

"Because I called it." Weiss giggles. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Eric Weiss just giggled like a little girl. That is the funniest noise I've ever heard. But I'll never be able to make fun of him for it! Darn! Hehehe, I'll keep his giggle fit a secret for blackmail. Hehehe.

"Why the hell would you– S-Sydney?" Weiss's giggling stops, oh well, it was fun while it lasted (in fact I'm still laughing). I hear footsteps, probably Dad's heading to his room.

It's quiet. "Looks like I'm taking you home, kiddo."

Okay, I can stop there. That is the best thing ever. Hey, I just realized, when I thought Jess was smiling… She was! That little mastermind. She put the free sex thing on Dad's phone. She's such a genius! I love her! Free sex, where does she get this stuff? Ahhh, life is good again. And Dad is still on the phone with Sydney.

I think I'm going to go watch a movie before I go to bed. I don't have any homework and I'm NOT interrupting Dad on any circumstances. Little leprechauns could burn down the place and I wouldn't interrupt him. His room is now fire proof, by the way. Fire isn't allowed to stop him from talking to Sydney. Well, journal, good night. That's right, GOOD night!

3-5-03

3:45 PM

I walked into social studies this morning and Jess was sitting on our usual table just grinning at me. "Do you love me, or do you love me?"

"I love you!" I shout, throwing my arms around her.

We started jumping up and down and squealing, Mr. Richards looked at us funny, so did everyone else. Then Kathleen walked in and started jumping with us. "Why are we jumping?"

"Because Jess is a genius!" I think we got tired because we stopped after that. I told them how Dad talked with Syd on the phone for hours. They were still talking after I watched my movie, and they were still talking when I woke up at like two AM to go pee. Dad was really tired when he woke up this morning. I didn't want to say anything to him because I wanted him to say something, but he was too sleep deprived to even mumble. I told him to have a good day at work when he dropped me off at school. He's gonna have a great day at work.

I can't wait until he gets home. Because maybe it won't just be him. Maybe he'll bring her. I wonder how late they stayed up talking. Yaaaaay they were talking for hours! T(he)y won't be home for like an hour and a half though. That's forever. Ugh. I guess I've already waited a whole week, I can wait another hour and a half. I just don't want to.

6:01 PM

I was on my computer when I heard the front door open. A moment later I heard a high pitched "Ah!" I didn't think it was Dad, okay, I was sure it wasn't Dad, but it very well could have been Weiss, especially after the giggling fit I heard him have the other day (I haven't deleted it off the pen yet, by the way, it's far too funny). So I turned off my computer and walked into the living room to see what was going on.

Hehehe.

I caught them making out.

Wait, not Dad and Weiss. No no no. Dad and Sydney! Hehehe. Oh God, now I'm envisioning Dad and Weiss. Hm. That's interesting. Once the mental images escape my head I'll continue.

6:03 PM

Okay, so there was Dad on top of Syd on the couch, making out, and I just stood there and started to giggle. I didn't even care that I interrupted them this time, I was so happy to see them back together. At home. YAY!

Once they heard me giggling (trust me, it took longer than I thought it would), Dad turned his head to look and he kind of blushed. But Sydney smiled and said, "Hey!"

"Hi."

"Vaughn, let me up so I can give her a hug."

"No, you're my couch captive. You're not allowed to leave." Aww, Dad was being adorable. He laid his head on her chest and closed his eyes and held her in place.

Syd wriggled her arms free and I went to hug her. "Oh, I missed you. But I'm glad you called, even if…"

"Yeah, I know. But I was mad."

"You called her?" Dad asked, his eyes still closed.

"What was I supposed to do? You two are the most stubborn people on the planet."

Sydney laughed. "Yeah, I think we figured that out." I sat down on the coffee table even though I knew Dad hates when I do that. But he had his eyes closed, so I didn't care. "And we both agreed that no matter what was going on in the mission, there was a potentially dangerous situation. So we decided on no more missions."

I think that's a good decision. Very good. Great, even. "How late did you stay up talking on the phone?"

"Almost four," Dad mumbled, his eyes still closed. No wonder he was so tired.

Sydney's hand was running through his hair, aww. I missed their cuteness. I wanted to leave and let them have some more cuteness together, but I couldn't just get up and walk away. Sydney asked Dad, "You're still taking us out to dinner, right?"

Dad turned his head the other way. "Five more minutes, Mom."

Syd and I smiled. "I'll call you when he's ready to go," she whispered to me. I nodded and got up, came back here.

And they are back together! And she's at home! And they're okay! This is so great. I wonder if they've figured out how that free sex thing got on his phone. I bet Weiss is taking credit. Oh well. Jess's genius will be revealed eventually. Oh, I shouldn't have mentioned Weiss again. Dad and Weiss, Dad and Weiss, Dad and

That was Sydney, I guess I better find my shoes. I'm so excited, we're going out to dinner together. The three of us, that's Syd and Dad and me. No Weiss. Because I didn't catch them making out. Anyway, Operation: Marry My Dad is making its comeback.

A/n: Weee, that was fun! I hope you enjoyed it half as much as I enjoyed writing it. And I hope to have Part XIII up within a week. Please review!