A/N - So, uh, it'll probably only take like half of a minute to read this chapter blushes Basically, it's late and I didn't have time to write it earlier due to Christmas Eve at my grandma's house and I wanted to be able to have only 11 and 12 to do tomorrow. And then there's the fact that it's based on a character that is probably the least developed character in the whole Robinson clan in my opinion. And although we don't know if Joe has ever gotten out of his recliner or spoken (since he doesn't in the film) I just opted with the idea that it's such a rare occasion that it leaves folks flabbergasted. And for some reason, he just seems like a huge softy that would actually do something really sensitive and unmanly like this chapter shows him doing. Okay, I'll stop before this a.n. gets longer than the chapter itself!

Chapter 10

"WILBUR!!" the sound of Cornelius' voice echoed throughout the house so that wherever his son was, he could hear him.

"Dad doesn't sound too happy," Wilbur said to himself nervously as he peeked his head out of his bedroom door just a little.

"He'll be even angrier if you don't go see what he wants," Franny warned her son as she walked by. "Come on, I'll go with you."

As they neared the center of the house, they had to dodge as a man in tights came leaping in front of them. "Oh no…you're kidding right!" Wilbur couldn't believe his eyes.

"Wilbur, do you care to explain?" Cornelius asked in frustration.

"What do you mean?" Wilbur asked.

"You know exactly what I mean. 10 lords a leaping? You mentioned this yesterday. How did you know?" Cornelius demanded an answer.

"I didn't! Honestly! I was just making a joke about what Billie said. Did you ask her?" Wilbur defended himself as best as he could.

"Yes, I did. She's cleared her name when she and Uncle Joe came to see what his present was," Cornelius replied.

"I'm telling you that I didn't…wait. Did you say that these ten men in tights are for Joe?" Wilbur asked in disbelief.

"Son, there are many things that we've learned from these gifts. And now we know a little more about Joe," Cornelius said.

"Dad, that was the worst explanation ever," Wilbur said bluntly.

"It wasn't meant to be an explanation. Only Joe can do that, son."

"What? Give a horrible explanation?"

Cornelius sighed, "Maybe it'll be easier if you stand there for just a second." Cornelius walked over to Joe and Billie, obviously asked something because Joe looked at Wilbur with a smile and then nodded to Cornelius. Cornelius then headed back over to his son. "Just watch and learn, Wilbur."

The ten lords leaped around majestically as the nine ladies from the previous day began dancing around gracefully, and suddenly they parted in a beautiful pattern revealing Joe actually out of his recliner and dancing ballet as though he had done it all of his life. They danced for several minutes and in the final bit, Joe returned to his recliner as the dancers encircled and danced around him while he spun in perfect rhythm to their movements.

"Wow…" Wilbur was practically speechless as the dance came to an end. Not only had he never seen Uncle Joe out of his recliner that he could remember, he had also never known that he could dance ballet. He quickly ran over to where Joe had rejoined Billie. "How did you…your recliner…you…wow!"

"Isn't he vwonderful?" Billie said admiringly about her husband. "Joe used to be a dancer vwehn vwe vwere younger. I remember how he first captured my heart vwith his fancy footvwork."

"I never would have even guessed it," Wilbur still couldn't believe it. "I guess I always just imagined Uncle Joe in a recliner as a kid and teenager too. No offense."

"None taken," Joe said in a very soft and kind voice, causing Wilbur's eyes to nearly fall completely from his face.

"You…you…excuse me for just a second…" Wilbur fainted at the sound of Uncle Joe's voice.

"Well, what do you know," Cornelius laughed as he and Franny joined Joe and Billie. "This is almost funnier than yesterday when he was dancing."

"Actually, some of that was just painful to watch. Joe, maybe you should give Wilbur dancing lessons," Franny suggested.

Wilbur suddenly jumped up. "I'm NOT learning ballet!" He then ran out of the room as fast as he could yelling, "Nope! Not happening! La la la! Not listening!"