"Awww, come on now Daisy, y'all been in there for a good half hour now."
"Well I'm sorry Luke but I gotta look good for ol' Boss Hogg's party tonight or he's bound to fire me."
"Daisy y'all know that would never happen. You're the only reason most of them guys go in the Boars Nest."
"Luke, I ain't riskin' it. Now y'all are just gonna have to wait."
Luke sighed and headed downstairs where he found Bo, crashed out on the lounge chair by the fire. He smiled and walked over to him, clappin' a friendly hand gently on his shoulder.
"Hey Cousin, you better get your tail movin' or you're not gonna be ready for the party."
Bo looked groggily up, rubbing his eyes before swiftly moving to the top of his head.
"Ah Luke, I'm exhausted and I got a thumpin' headache, I think I dang gone and smacked my head in the General when we did the jump."
"You sure you ain't got concussion?"
"Nah, I'm alright, guess I'm just beat as well from the big race last Saturday."
"Well, y'all want me to hang back here with ya?"
"It's fine, you go have a good time with Daisy and Uncle Jessie…oh and give Boss a 'Happy Birthday' from me will ya?"
"What, you mean a good ol' Bo punch up with 3 or 4 guys who made sleazy comments about Daisy?"
"Y'all know me so well."
"Come on Luke, Bo. We gotta git a move on or Boss'll blow his top off if we're late."
Now that's Uncle Jesse, the Duke Clan patriarch, the head of the family. His word is law to Luke, Bo and Daisy, but the orders are more carried out 'cause of love and respect than 'cause they actually have to.
Luke smiled as Uncle Jesse's voice rang down the hallway and Bo grimaced at the loud noise, instantly putting his hand to his forehead. Luke chuckled gently and patted his cousin's shoulder again, pressing him back down into the comfy chair as Bo tried half heartedly to get to his feet.
"It's alright Bo, I'll explain to Uncle Jesse on the way. You rest up or we'll have no driver for the next race."
"Oh so that's the only reason your so concerned."
"O'course, what other reason would there be?"
Bo laughed softly before flashing a smile at his older cousin, he knew what Luke's cheerful banter really meant, he never needed telling.
"Thanks Luke."
"No problem, y'all take care. I'll take Dixie so you can have the General if you change your mind or you need to come to us for something."
"Alright, but be careful. Y'all know Daisy's car ain't so good at out-runnin' Rosco as the General, 'specially with you behind the wheel."
Luke laughed, hollering a farewell to Bo as he ushered Daisy out the door to Dixie where Uncle Jesse was waiting. Bo settled back in the chair, grinning at his ability to still be able to pull off the old sick trip with Luke.
O'course, he hated lying to his family, and he knew he'd be in a whole heap of trouble if they found out he was lying. But he just couldn't face Boss that night, he hated having to go to the Boars nest when Boss was there because he nearly always lost his temper and knocked a few guys cold before the night was out, earning himself and Luke a night in Hazzard's Jail Cells and Uncle Jesse a varying amount of money to bail them out. No, he decided that it was less expensive to the family if he just stayed relaxing on the farm that night.
Ya see, that's what Bo thinks. I'm just thinkin' about what Boss Hogg said about the Dukes bein' away from the farm…suddenly Bo's idea don't seem too good do it? Seems like Daisy's none too happy either.
"Ah gee Luke, I hope Bo'll be alright. I mean one of us should've stayed behind to make sure he ain't got concussion."
"Daisy, he'll be fine. Bo's got a harder head than any of us here, he's more beat from racing last Saturday than anythin'."
Luke pulled Dixie sharply into the turn that led to the Boar's Nest, making a mental note to adjust some of the suspension settings when he got some time. He helped Daisy out of the car, laughing as several wolf-whistles came her way.
They had to be new-comers, everyone in Hazzard County knew that you just don't wolf-whistle or stare at Daisy Duke. 9 times out of 10, if y'all did, you either get a good kicking from the feisty female herself, or you find yourself being thrown against a wall or out the General's windows by Bo and Luke.
"Y'all want me to get 'em Daisy?"
"Luke, there'll be no clobberin' or rough-housin from either of y'all tonight. I'm sure Daisy can put up with it for one day. Y'all know J.D will take any excuse he can git to lock you up, just keep your heads low and try and enjoy it."
"Yes Uncle Jesse."
The trio headed inside, Daisy smiling her usual smile as the cheers greeted her arrival. Practically everyone in Hazzard County knew the Dukes and respected their largely steadfast ways and unfaltering loyalty to a friend. If you went to a Duke with a problem, at least one of 'em would be guaranteed to help ya out. And of course, if the Dukes needed help, there wouldn't be hardly anyone who wouldn't jump at the chance to help them in return.
"Hey Luke, you and Bo racin' Saturday?"
"You bet, though it might just be me. Bo ain't feelin' great at the moment."
Luke headed over with Uncle Jesse and Daisy to the bar, leaning on it as he checked out the beautiful girls walking past. When he thought about it, he was partly glad Bo wasn't here, usually Bo scooped a large amount of the girls within a few seconds of him stepping through the door.
"Hey Sugar, y'all lookin' a bit lonely. Wanna Dance?"
Luke turned to his right to see a beautiful young lady, flaming red hair and dark green eyes, gazing back at him.
"Well now, that all depends how far y'all will go to get me to dance with you."
"I ain't takin' no for an answer, come on."
So while Luke's off dancin' with girls, Bo's sittin' at home like a sittin' duck. Friends, I don't like the looks of how I think this is gonna turn out. This would be a really inconvenient time to go the fridge, so stick around.