Chapter 4
Today is the day. The sun; more sweltering than the last. The sky is cloudless and the air is dry. The perfect day for a waterpark is imminent. Steven arrive at the entrance gate of Raging Waters Water Park. Greg pays for a pass for two, and the duo walk in with neutral expressions. After they settle pass a tunnel shaped path leading to the open vestibule of water slides and Steven's eyes become star struck as they are exposed to a large area filled with water slides, long stairs, wooden logs going down waterfalls, roller coaster-esque type water slides, everything was so beautiful to the Extremely heated Steven that he could not contain himself, before Greg new it, Steven had wondered off to a slide and Greg follows. A water shooting booth teases Greg's attention, and the wave pool was exciting. Both Steven and Greg spend the day in pursuit of glorious, cool, and refreshing water to spill into pools, lakes and, and artificial rivers. Greg particularly enjoyed the lazy river himself, Steven did not mind. After 6 hours of running, falling, sliding, and passing in a tube, Steven and Greg are mutually exhausted and both walk out of the park and to their van. They start their long journey home as soon as possible.
It's night. The hot and dry day now turned to. Cool and somber. Only the sounds of the car brushing against the road pierce the silence of the van. Steven looks toward his father.
"Hey dad, are you tired?" Steven asked. Greg answered.
"Just a little, buddy. I guess I did stay up a little late last night. He said with a serious look upon his face.
"Maybe I can drive for you, I'll be-!" Steven gasps.
"Like YOU!" Greg looks at his kid with a warm hearted expression.
"There;s nothing more in this universe I want more than that, Steven. But I think you should leaving the adulting to your old man." Greg says reassuringly.
Steven looks at Greg as though he's given him the world by saying that to him.
"But maybe we should go buy some coffee, to be safe." Greg disclaims.
Greg lost in thought begins to playback all of the mishaps that have happened throughout this journey. Greg gets hard at the memory of him jacking off to that pink haired woman in the adult magazine he could not eradicate from his mind. Greg knowing he cannot touch himself in his current situation groans in anger. Steven is undoubtedly concerned.
"Dad? What is it? What's wrong?" Steven asked anxiously.
"It's nothing Steven, just relax." Greg says stammeringly.
"I know that's not true. Please, tell me what's wrong. Steven droned.
"Listen son, when a man grows up…" Greg pauses. "...He has 'urges'."
Steven replies.
"Can I help?"
"Steven, I know you wanna help but...this is something you can't help or I can control unfortunately." Greg explains. Shortly after, Greg and Steven pull into a nearby gas station to buy a black caffeinated coffee for greg, and a small sweet apple juice for Steven. Greg skides his erect penis up his shirt to avoid any go up to the counter and Greg orders his drink from a menu. Greg does not read the sign thoroughly and orders a "Hot box coffee". Without Greg's prior knowledge, this particular beverage was brewed with sustained alcohol and various beer. After a bit of a long drive Steven opens his mouth again.
"...um dad? Are you sure I can't help, you look really mad." Steven drones again.
"No Steven, we just need to accept it for what it is." Greg replies slightly annoyed.
"But dad, if you would just let me-" Steven is cut off.
"For the last time Steven, you can't help me!" Greg yells furiously, shaking the car. Steven puts his head down. Greg takes an angry sip of his drink. Greg drinks this throughout the majority of the car ride until his head begins to swim. Greg's face is flushed to a crimson red, his driving is a smooth swivel, nothing too drastic. Greg is intoxicated. Steven sighs and bravely speaks once more.
"Dad? I know you don't think I can help, but I have to ask one more time...can I please try to help you?" Greg was furious, in the spur of the moment you can tell with extreme certainty Greg's intent was to scream Steven's head off.
"STEVEN, FOR THE LAST TI-" Suddenly Greg's vision became faint and nearly blind until it focuses as Steven morphs into his mother, Rose Quartz.
"Dad? Are okay? Do you need help?!" Steven said frantically.
"Oh Rose, please….help me…" Greg said stuttering.
"Stroke it up and down...like you always do." Greg motioned this action with his hands. Steven is confused.
"Stroke what up and down?" Greg grabs his groin and begins rubbing it. The van is still moving at a decent pace and angle. Steven understands what the source of the problem is. Steven makes his move.