I own nothing, besides Victor Sweet Jr., Violet, Reggie, TJ and Matt.
"No, baby, you don't have to go in a can." Violet answered her as she walked to the bathroom.
"So has Reg, been good?" Jack asked TJ and Matt.
"Yeah for the most part." Matt replied. Jack cocked and eyebrow. TJ began to laugh then slapped his brother on his back.
"Don't mind him, he's just mad cause Reggie decided to retune his guitars." TJ admitted.
It was around two in the morning when everyone decided it was time to go. Reggie had long ago gone to sleep on bed. Matt and TJ gathered up all of Reggie's toys and clothes and handed the bag to Jack while Violet picked up Reggie.
Once they got down to the car Violet pulled out Reggie's car seat from the trunk and hooked it up, before strapping in Reggie. Everyone pilled into the car and they took off for the Mercer home.
The next day Reggie woke up in a strange room in her father's old Queen t-shirt. She climbed down off the bed and opened the door and began to wonder around. When she came to a closed door, she put her ear to the door and heard muffled voices. Reggie sighed deciding to go in and passed another closed door after doing the same. Soon she came to an open door and went inside.
There she saw a bed with Bobby sleeping on it. Bobby turned over his hand fell over the side of the bed. Reggie smiled as she ran to the side of his bed. She wrapped her tiny hand around his finger and pulled. It took a couple pulls, but Bobby finally woke up.
"The fuck?" He whispered looking around wondering what woke him up so early.
Reggie began to giggle. Bobby finally looked down at her. "You said a bad word, Uncle Bobby." Reggie began to climb up on the bed.
"Um, where are Daddy and Mommy?" Bobby asked.
"I don't know. I passed two doors, but people were making funny noises in them. I didn't like the noises." Reggie replied thinking.
"Ok, Reggie. Lets got get Mommy and Daddy." Bobby said standing up and picking up Reggie.
Within a few seconds they reached the door and Bobby knocked rather loudly on the door.
"Go away!" Came Jack's voice.
"Jack, it could be Reggie. Who is it?" then came Violet's voice.
"It's me and Uncle Bobby, Mama." Reggie said.
It was later that day. Reggie and Jack were playing wrestling on the living room floor when Jerry came through the door. Reggie had just jumped into Jack's arms sending them both to the ground.
"Oh, ladies and gentlemen Lil' Reggie has Jack down for the count. 1, 2, 3! YES, YES, REGGIE HAS DONE IT AGAIN!" Angel cheered from the side lines.
Jerry smiled at the three of them as Jack then began to tickle Reggie.
"Hey Jerry." Violet said coming into the room.
"Hey, Vi. Is she your baby sister?" Jerry asked motioning to Reggie.
"No tickle-tickle Daddy!" Reggie suddenly squealed. Reggie got out of Jack's grasp and ran over to Violet and held on to her leg and look up at her. "Save me Mama."
Jerry looked from Violet, down to Reggie, then to Jack. "Jerry, this is Regina Ava Mercer. Reggie say hi to your Uncle Jerry."
"Hi." She said shyly.
"When did this happen?" Jerry asked. Jack walked over to them wrapping an arm around Violet's waist.
Jack began to explain to Jerry what had happened. By the time they were done it was around one in the afternoon. Reggie came back over to them and climbed on Violet's lap.
"Looks like someone is sleepy." Jack observed. Reggie shook her head before yawning.
"No, I'm not." She replied.
"Either way, it's nap time." Violet informed Reggie.
"But, Mama."
"No, buts Reggie."
"Ok." Reggie pouted as she used her mother's breast as a pillow. "Daddy?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"Can you sing to me, please?"
"Yeah." Jack got up and walked out the door. He then returned with his acoustic guitar. Jack started to play
"Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply so absurd
In these times of doing what you're told
Keep these feelings, no one knows
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrel of a .45 (.45)
Swimming through the ashes of another life (another life)
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a .45
Send a message to the unborn child
Keep your eyes open for a while
In a box high upon a shelf
Left for you, no one else
There's a piece of a puzzle known as life
Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrell of a .45 (.45)
Swimming through the ashes of another life (another life)
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrell of a .45
Everyone's pointing their fingers
Always condemning me
Nobody knows what I believe
I believe
And I'm staring down the barrell of a .45 (.45)
Swimming through the ashes of another life (another life)
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrell of a .45
And I'm staring down the barrell of a .45 (.45)
And I'm swimming through the ashes of another life (another life)
There is no real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrell of a .45"
When Jack was done singing, Reggie was sound asleep. Jack placed a kiss on his daughter's head.
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