Disclaimer: Evie is mine and anyone else not originally from the duck universe.
Author's note: Sorry this took so long. Hope you enjoy it!
Chapter two
Linda Conway reached over her snoring husband to turn off the alarm clock he was ignoring. He groaned as she leaned on him but other than that Charlie Conway continued to sleep. She shook him gently, "Charlie wake up. Its six thirty." He mumbled something incoherent. Shaking him more forceful produced the same response. Frustrated, Linda smacked Charlie's backside.
"Thank you sir, can I have another?"
Linda frowned. "I'm glad it only took me three years of marriage to figure out a quicker way to wake you."
"I could name some other methods."
"Alright perv, time to get up." Linda sat up and swung her legs over the bed. "Did you hear the drunks stumble in?"
Charlie was up and around to her side of the bed. "I was out like a light thanks to you, so no," he said kissing her forehead. He quickly turned and called over his shoulder, "Nature calls."
"Thanks for sharing." He gave a thumbs-up before shutting the bathroom door.
Linda stood up stretching. She moved to the end of the bed to slip on a pink robe. Pausing outside their bedroom door, Linda listened for any sign of her two house guest regretting their decisions to drink. 'Hmm, it's way too quiet out here,' she thought.
Cold hands grabbed Linda from behind making her yelp and jump. She turned around as best she could and whacked Charlie in the chest.
"What are you doing?" he asked rubbing where she hit.
"I'm trying to hear where those two are."
"That's kinda creepy."
"You know what I mean. I want to be prepared. If I hear the toilet, shower, or sink running I know that we are going to be embarrassed by our hot mess of a couple and there could be puking in trashing cans."
"It's not that bad," he smiled. Charlie brushed past his wife to the guest bathroom. He flipped the light on and was disappointed when he spoke, "Well, no one's asleep in or around the toilet." He stepped further in and Linda heard the shower curtain swept open. "And no one is asleep in the tub again."
Linda was leaning against their bedroom door frame as Charlie came back. "I guess we investigate their rooms?"
He nodded his head. "This should be interesting."
Linda raised an eyebrow, "And why is that?"
"Maybe one of them didn't make it to their room. Maybe some other individuals were getting some you know what naked time."
"I doubt that."
"I dunno. Alcohol can change things."
She ignored him walking to the door directly across from theirs and hesitated with a hand poised to knock.
"Scared of what you may see?"
"As nice as an eye full of Adam would be, I dunno if you'd feel inferior or not."
"You think Banks is hotter than me?"
Linda smiled, "You check his room and I'll go look in Evie's."
"Afraid you'll jump his bones?" Charlie whined.
Linda sighed, "I so was not trying to open this can of worms."
"Banks may have a slightly more built body and I mean slightly but I'm the married one and I have a great personality!" Charlie said with a fake cry.
"I can't believe were married," she muttered walking past the guest bathroom to the second guest room while Charlie rattled off more reasons why he was better than Adam.
The two knocked on their respective doors. Both received no answer. Shrugging they turned the handles and went in. A few moments later they emerged into the bathroom from the bedrooms.
"Empty."
"Mine too."
Charlie leaned against the bathroom counter. "Okay before we jump to conclusions. Let's check out the rest of the house," he said steering his wife toward the kitchen.
"What the hell?"
Charlie stopped when his wife did and his mouth hung open in surprise. There were frozen goods spread about the floor and counter tops defrosting. A few drawers were open and rummaged through. "Was someone trying to rob us of our frozen food? I hope they didn't touch the pizza!" Charlie said making his way to the freezer.
Linda walked around the island they had in the middle of the kitchen where more drawers were open and spotted a small pair of shoes.
"There is a shoe in the freezer."
Linda looked at him confused, "What?"
Charlie pulled out an Adam size shoe. "What the hell?"
"Well, it looks like they're here somewhere."
He leaned into the freezer, "It doesn't smell so the food should be okay." Shifting a few more things around Charlie continued, "I don't see any other non food items in here."
Linda stared at her husband, "Are you really that concerned over the food?"
"Frozen goods are not cheap."
Frowning, Linda walked back the way they came to poke around the living room. Charlie followed suit by walking through the other opening to the dining room. They both stood staring at the door leading to their screened in back porch. The drapes were drawn shut. Charlie pulled them open. Hanging off the edge of the couch were two bare feet tangled among a lone sock and shoe. Linda stepped up to pulled the sliding door open.
"Please no nakedness," she heard Charlie mutter behind her.
"You didn't mind seeing Adam naked a minute ago."
"Now that Evie is definitely confirmed to be with him it just ruins him for me." Charlie smiled.
"I knew it," Linda said following behind Charlie.
Charlie was in the room for seconds before dashing back into the house. Linda didn't want to smile or laugh, she wanted to be really angry and yell at her two house guest for the state of her kitchen. But at the moment she couldn't. She was positive she'd feel differently later.
Evie was passed out cuddled next to a shirtless Adam. Adam's shirt, Linda noted, was wrapped around what looked to be a not so frozen bag of veggies. It was held in place over the left side of his face with Evie's hand.
"I ask again, what the hell?" Linda whispered and making a mental note that these two were never allowed to drink together while at her house ever again.
Charlie nudged his wife over, camera poised. "I love black mail," he sang.
"You better not be taking pictures of just Adam." She narrowed her eyes at him, "I'm on to you and the little home wrecker," she emphasized pointing a finger at Adam.
Charlie paused from his picture taking to look at his wife confused. "Linda, what are you implying," he asked raising an eyebrow at her.
Ignoring him Linda shook Evie.
"Five more minutes mom," Evie groaned, shooing Linda away. Unfortunately, as Evie did this she released her hold on the make shift icepack causing the bag to roll over Adam's face. Jolted awake Adam tried to sit up, knocking Evie away from him. Not wanting to fall, she grabbed on to the first thing here hands touch. That being Adam's arm, she succeeding in sending them both to the floor.
"Ow." Evie's voice came muffled from under Adam.
"I agree."
"I wish we had a video camera."
"I wish my husband wasn't so pervy for his best friend. And it's a digital camera, it does video mode. I'm glad you're technology challenged."
He frowned at his wife's accusation. They were definitely in need of a talk about her Adam issues. Charlie stepped closer to the pile of bodies on the floor. Hooking a hand under Adam's upper arm, Charlie pulled Adam to his feet. He held a hand down to Evie. "Come on drunkie, it's time to get up."
Linda knelt by Evie's head. She placed a finger against Evie's cheek and moved it in a circular motion. "I told you not to drink."
"I'm not drunk, I'm in pain. I just got crushed by a hockey player. So fuck you both. I hurt."
"What the hell happen to you, Banks?" Charlie said taking a close up shot of Adam's face with the camera, his left eye sporting black and purplish bruise.
Adam push the camera out of his face as Evie raised her hand, "That's my fault."
"Remind me not to make you mad or is Banks a closet kink?"
Adam grabbed the hand Evie held up. She sighed, held up the other and let Adam pull her to her feet. "Neither. I got into fight."
"And it was my fault and I feel terrible."
"I take it this is not one of those 'You should see the other guy' moments?"
"Okay, we don't have time for this right now," Linda said. "I've got a kitchen to clean up and everyone needs to get packed and dressed. Evie, take the guest bathroom. Adam you can use our bathroom while Charlie packs the last of our things."
"Yes, mom," three voices mumbled and slowly began to leave.
"Move it!" she said watching them march off quickly in a line to the house. Linda rubbed her forehead. "Please, please, please, don't let me kill any of them."
Adam's head appeared through the drapes, "You haven't seen my other shoe by chance?"
Linda glared at him.
"You know what, I don't need it right this second so…," Adam drifted off and quickly retreated into the house. A moment later she heard Charlie yelp in pain.
"Oh gundam it, I'm going to kill one of them."
Again sorry this took so long. Life has been difficult the last couple of months. Anyway all reviews are welcomed so please do click the button on the bottom left and let me know what you think so far. Next chapter will finally start this vacation!