Author's Note: Back in the saddle. I don't know why it took so long to figure out what to do for the last two chapters. Guess Writer's Block was hitting me hard. Anyway, this will be the second to last chapter. I'm really sorry this took nearly a year to update.


Chapter 6

Toby's parents slept at nearby hotel, since Toby's apartment was too small for more than one person to rest. As nice as the parent were, they were also very uppity. They weren't very fond of Toby's living spaces, or the place where he hung out; too grimy for their taste. Even with his friends acting on their best behaviors, the parents still looked at them as childish grownups. They'd wish he associated with people that had more…class.

Waking up the next moment, the father seemed very irritated at something.

"What's wrong?" the mother asked.

It took a while for the father to answer.

"I hope this Erica girl turns out to be it. I'm tired of waiting."

"Look, I want grandchildren as much as you do, but you have to give these things time. Besides, Toby's still young. Even if this Erica girl isn't it, he'll have plenty of time to find someone else."

"I guess," the father huffed. "I'm going to go get a drink." He went to the bathroom to wash up.

"This early?"

"I need something to calm me down. Are there any other bars than the mediocre bar Toby hangs out at?"

"The Stray Sheep?"

"Yeah, any place better than that."

"Not to my knowledge."

"Well," the father sighed, "guess I'm stuck going there."


"A small glass of white wine please," The father said to Boss.

Boss was confused by that order. The usual customers don't order wine unless it's special occasions and even that's rare.

"Yes sir." As the father was waiting for his drink, he heard the door to the bar open and in walked two average guys in the middle of the conversation:

"Hey so what happened to that Eric dude?"

"Eric?"

"Yeah, the guy we knew in high school."

"Oh that Eric; didn't he die or something?"

"No man, you didn't hear?"

"What?"

"He got a sex change."

"What?! Is that why he was gone for so long?"

"She, and yes."

"So what's her name?"

"Erica."

The father's head popped up. Him being the nosey guy he was, he heard every word the men said. Boss handed him his drink, but the father's hand was slightly shaking.

"No, it can't be" the father thought. He then took a deep breath and shrugged it off "Probably someone else" He took a sip of his wine.

"Word is, she's working at the Stray Sheep AND, she's dating someone."

"Ha! That will be one hell of shock for that poor guy.
"No, see that's the thing. Whoever did her surgery was a master, cause you can barely tell she used to man."

The father nearly choked on his wine. He immediately set his drink down and spoke to Boss.

"Excuse me, but does someone named Erica work here?"

"Yes. She's sick today though. Do you know her?"

"Yes, and so does my son." The father said angrily. "And you're going to tell me about her."


It was late in the afternoon Jonny and Stacy were in her apartment, snuggling up on the sofa together. They have gotten a lot closer to each other since their first date, but only in the sense of just kissing. They wanted to take it a little slow.

"God, you're such a good kisser," Jonny told Stacy, after she separated her lips

"Tell me something I don't know," she chuckled. She nuzzled her head under his arm. Jonny simply stared into space smiling. In the corner of his eye, he caught of glimpse of Stacy's cleavage and blushed, trying not to look.

She looked up into Jonny's eyes and laughed, "I know what you're looking at,"

"Oh, sorry…" Jonny rubbed the back of his neck.

"If you're on your best behavior, I might let you look at them for a few more seconds," she joked.

They both laughed, only to be interuppeted by Jonny's cell going off. It was Toby.

Jonny picked up, "Hello…yeah sure…okay we'll be there in a bit."

"Who was that?" Stacy asked.

"Toby, he wants to meet at the bar tonight. Want to come along?"

"What do you think?" she smiled. "I need my sake"

"Oh I love you."

"I know," she smiled once more.


Vincent, Orlando, Toby, Jonny, and Stacy all sat in the booth, laughing at one of the mistakes Toby made at work.

"You said you'd keep it to yourself Jonny!" Toby complained.

"Sorry man, but that was just too good to not talk about," Jonny said.

The door to the bar opened and in walked Toby's father, looking rather calm.

"Hello son," he said as he walked up to Toby, "and friends," he said with slight disdain."

"Oh hey dad, what's up?"

"Just wanted to let you know that I want to talk to you and Erica here tomorrow morning."

"What's going on?"

"I'd rather not say right now. I'll see you tomorrow son." And with that, the father walked out of the bar.

"Well that was…awkward," Vincent said.

"Yeah, what was that about? I mean couldn't he just have called you if it was something that quick?"

"I don't know, but he wants Erica and I to meet him…you don't think he-"

"Calm down. Maybe he's setting this up to give his blessing to you two. You did say you father was old-school right?" Stacy said.

"Yeah, never thought of that. Maybe that is it." Toby smiled. "I'll call her tomorrow and let her know, she'll be so happy."


I didn't know what to name the father and the mother, so they are simple known as the "the father" and "the mother". The last chapter will be up in a few weeks. You won't have to wait a year for it ;)