Chapter 13
~Fabian~
I knew it. I knew Nina was gonna play dirty. Ask for custody and all. I mean, why the hell not, she's got money, and she thinks I don't. And she's right, I do not have as much money as she might have but, I make a pretty god damn descent amount of money. I think she's also who my friends are. I walk into my own room and it's like it was. My stuff I left her is on my bed, my sci-fi poster back on its wall. Micks stuff on this side. Even a third bed was set up with Eddies stuff. Joy and Trudy, those ladies, they must have put so much work into the reunion. I guess the last generation just graduated cause, their stuff is gone. I think Trudy favored us, I mean, she did keep the stuff we left behind.
Today, I was grateful. I could just come in, take off my jacket and shoes and just plop onto my bed. Reminded me of my teenage years.
"What happened?" Eddie asks
"Nina wants custody." I groan
"Then I'll pull back out my degree in law and fight her." Mick sit
"Okay, Steve Jobs." I tell him,
Steve Jobs has been Micks nickname forever. He is the CEO of "Campells Media Co." It's like the modern Apple. But, the logo isn't an apple. It's a noodle, a noodle with a smilie face. That's the logo on the back of everyone's smart phones now a days. A smiling noodle. Do you know who came up with that? My 6 year old daughter and her best friend.
"And it still amazes me that you own Macs." Mick mumbles
"Hey, I have bought over 15 of your phones and 10 of your electronic tablets over the past, what, 7 years?." I point out
"Yeah, some of us, even though we have grinning noodles on our new iPad and phones, don't want it on our computers and laptops." Eddie laughs
"What am I suppose to do?" I ask, looking at the ceiling
"You could always-" Eddie starts
"Could I really? Like, should I? Is that even a remotely sane solution?"
"You could, you probably should and of course it's sane! Look at us, we all turned out pretty freaking great!" Mick exclaims
If Mick knew how many times I almost died, he would understand the level of insanity I was talking about. I was talking about Sibuna. Had he been facing evil Egyptian obsessed immortal scary people every year, I think his definition of "sanity" would be VERY different.
"I'll go talk to Trudy." I stand up and go to the kitchen, nervously
"Need any help?" I ask Trudy coming into the kitchen
"Of course, help is always needed!" She tells me cheerfully "I love your help!"
I couldn't help but chuckle
"You and your friends have always been my favorite batch of my lovelies!" She whispers "but, I love them all!"
"Speaking of 'lovelies'" I start "did your recent ones just graduate?"
"You saw your stuff, didn't you?" Trudy asks
"Yeah..." I admit
"I always kept it, I knew you all would come back. My lovelies." She references again
"Speaking of which, how many lovelies are enrolled for this new term?" I question, curious
"6." She looks at me
"Do you think Arabella and Mia could be squeezed into that list?" I am hopeful
"Well, not normally, but you are my little Rutter and you are the headmasters son best mate, so I'm sure we could try it!" Trudy exclaims
"Great." I tell her, my hands shaking in the soapy sink water washing dishes.
I knew one thing, if Nina wanted to play dirty, I was going to pick up a pair a gloves and play the same way. There was no way I was going to let Nina win. Not again. Not with our daughter involved
A/N what do you think about Fabians strategy? Do you think he has another motives besides, Arabella to choose that strategy? Is it fair? Tell me. I'm also gonna be cutting back a bit on the "cursing", I really don't think I've been using much but, I've got a few complaints over PM, and I'm just gonna try and keep peace and balance✌️.