Warning: General, language, OOC..Etc

I'M BACK...FOR TODAY. (See the very end for my excuses )

Dirk yawned, rubbing his eyes.

He felt numb, but accomplished. He had his siblings back, he add a little bit of extra cash to give them food, pay the bills. Everything felt right to him.

He smiled, and lent against the counter.

Unfortunately, that day had been a very slow day, a rare costumer coming in every hour or so. He sighed, closing his eyes and somehow managing to dream.

Roxy ran through the white house, dressed in a banana suit. Screaming "TASTE THE RAINBOW MOTHERFUCKER! " while throwing skittles at Barack Obama.

"Holy shi-! " Dirk shot up, blinking rapidly and looking around.

"Dirky dear? " A comforting hand was placed on his shoulder. He faced towards little Janey, "Are you okay? "

"Fine.." Dirk yawned, swatting lazily at Jane as she attempted to feel his forehead. "Just a...really weird dream "

"I see... Weirder then mine I guess? "

"Well, it depends, do you have dreams of Roxy in a banana suit throwing skittles at the president of the united states? "

"No...but I have dreams where You and Jakey are sliding down a rainbow in donkey suites while singing the numa numa..."

"...Touchè " Jane looked way to happy about herself.

"I'm glad~ " She giggled as Dirk ruffled her hair.

"Better be Miss. Croc " He mumbled, yawning.

"If you're tired dear, you can take a nap, I think I can handle the fort " She smiled softly at Dirk.

"If ya' don't mind, Croc..but damn am I gonna owe ya'..." He put his head down again, closing his eyes. He almost jumped when he felt soft, small, thin hands running through his hair. He let out a breathe, before falling into a deep sleep.

God, he felt so relaxed.

/

"Dirk...sweetie? " He saw a woman with golden hair, and eyes that were so much like a sunset. "..Momma? " He whispered.

"Wha? " No..this wasn't that woman. This one had short black hair and sky blue eyes as well as two prominent buckteeth. "Dirk dear, you alright? " and her voice...it sounded nothing like the sweet, honey Texan voice that the blonde had. She sounded somewhat like a southern bell.

No similarities.

He blinked, rubbing his eyes. "I'm fine Croc... " He mumbled, sitting up from his slouched position to stretch.

"How long was I asleep? "

"Ah, well..you fell asleep at about one...so...about four hours "

"Good, I didn't sleep through my whole shift " He scratched the bridge of his nose and got up "What happened while I was out? "

"Nothin' really, well, a man wielding a knife came in and demanded that I give him all of the money. You know, the usual "

"Ah, good, glad I didn't miss anything important " Jane giggled, patting Dirk's shoulder.

"I'm glad as well dear " She smiled, "Now, ya' outta get to work sweetie " She walked back into the little kitchen, not even noticing when Dirk looked towards her.

He blinked, before getting up, and beginning his work.

Thinking that just for a second. Jane sounded like that one person that he'd missed for two, long agonizing years

She sounded just like his mother.

What's gonna happen next!

Fuck I unno..

I've mostly been off because I've been reading a lot more, drawing and basically being a lazy ass because I could not for the life of me, inspire myself to continue this (I'd actually typed three sentences before deleting everything. ) Plus, the whole fiasco around here made me kinda...eh, about being on here.

But guess what~ Well, I'm leaving tomorrow for a week. Sooo..yeah .-.'

Bai~