Gone daft again in this chapter! Apologies!
Still don't own them
Jeff had taken the following week off work and had planned to do something with his boys. He was waiting for them to arrive home from school, pacing up and down the living room with constant nagging from his Mother to just sit and wait. He found this no good as the bottle of scotch sat in his cabinet was nagging even louder to be drank, which he didn't want to do, as tonight meant a lot to him, it was the start of a new relationship with his sons.
"Here you go Jeff," his Mother came in with a big mug of coffee for him.
"Thanks," he said gratefully taking a sip instantly pulling a face. "Urrgg….," he said trying to swallow the brownish liquid. "What is it?"
"It's Bovril," she said, "I heard somewhere it was good for sobering up a drunk,"
"Mother I am not a drunk!" he protested.
"Yes you are and it isn't a very good example for you sons now is it?" she stated as she marched back into the kitchen to finish some washing up.
"I swear she's trying to make me ill!" he said muttering quietly to himself as he couldn't be bothered with another confrontation with her.
He heard the door opening, the first of his clan had arrived home.
Alan and Gordon were laughing about a prank Gordon had pulled on a class mate involving some notice board pins a chair and not being caught, which Jeff decided to ignore.
"Hello Boys," Jeff said as he greeted them.
"Hey Dad," Alan and Gordon said together.
"You two got any plans for tonight?" Jeff asked.
"Just gonna play some computer games," Gordon said looking at Alan wondering why their Dad was taking an interest.
Just at that moment Scott and John walked in with John muttering about something to Scott.
"Ah, Boys good," Jeff said bracing himself to tell them they were to spend the evening with him. "wait a minute, where's Virgil?" he asked John who looked slightly annoyed.
"At least 500 yards behind me!" John exclaimed.
"Okay why is he at least 500 yards behind you?" Jeff asked.
"Because that is the rule when he decides to do something that is embarrassing," John said.
"Why…..," not getting to finishing his sentence before the door opened again. Jeff stood opened mouthed as did Alan and Gordon looking Virgil from head to toe then from toe to head very slowly.
"And what in the name have you come as?" Jeff asked unable to close his mouth.
"See Dad, told you," John said, "Something embarrassing!" Jeff looked slowly over to John trying to pull his eyes away from what Virgil was wearing; black leotard, white ballet tights, black leg warmers and some sort of dancing shoes then looked back to Virgil.
"Well you see Dad," Virgil started, "they had this talent show at school, I went as Irene Cara, I sang and danced 'What a feeling' you know from Flash Dance," Virgil said looking at his Dad and Brothers. He sighed dropping his head and shaking it, they just didn't 'get' him.
"Yeah?" Jeff asked not to sure if he should support his son dressing in drag, "Erm….so how did you do son?"
"I got first prize!" he said pulling the black permed wig off his head while running his other hand through his actual head of hair.
"Well, I guess we will celebrate tonight!" Jeff said deciding to support the most flamboyant of his sons.
"I can't tonight Dad, I'm seeing Kat," John said as he walked off to get a shower.
"Why not ask her to come over, we will get some food delivered to give everyone a night off, what do you say?" Jeff asked hopingly.
"Yeah….errr….okay," John said not wanting to but at the same time not wanting to end up in an argument with his Dad.
"That's settled then!" Jeff said, "Okay Boys, off you go and get ready," Jeff said now looking forward to the evening ahead.
Once he was upstairs, John was in the privacy of his bedroom and dialled Kat's number.
"Hello Baby! I can't wait to see you tonight!" came to female voice.
"Hello Gorgeous," John said smiling, "Yeah about that, do you fancy coming over to have a meal with my family and me instead?"
"But I thought that we had planned to, you know, be together again tonight," Kat said.
"I know we had and trust me I would rather be doing you instead of family night, but my Dad really wants to spend time with us tonight," John said loosing hope when he heard a tired sigh come from the other end of phone.
"Far be it from me to say anything, but you made plans with me first and we never get to spend any time together, I have been looking forward to this all week!"
"Kat, I….." John started.
"You probably think I'm ugly or something! In fact Tracy,"
'O oh, use of last name only this can't be good' John thought to himself.
"You know what? Forget it!" Kat said.
The phone went dead.
"Hello…...she hung up on me!" John said to himself while trying to ring her back but all he got was 'The mobile phone is switched off'.
John slumped heavily onto his bed, hanging his head still holding onto his phone hoping she would call back.
"Grrrrrr….Women," he said out loud to himself. Then in frustration throwing his phone across the room then watched it smash into 4 or 5 different pieces.
He heard a knock at his door.
"Who is it?" he asked.
"It's Scott, you okay John? I heard something smash," Scott asked concerned.
John didn't reply he could feel himself start to feel ill, to the fact he might have lost his girlfriend because of a stupid night with his family that he didn't want to do anyway.
"John?" Scott asked again "Can I come in?"
"If you want," John said.
Scott entered slowly hearing a noise as he pushed the door open looking down seeing John's phone in pieces. He bent down and picked up the pieces and walked over to the bed where John was sat on his bed leaning against his pillows.
"Johnny, are you okay?" Scott asked again sitting on the end of John's bed.
"Fine." John said abruptly.
"You don't seem fine, wanna talk?" Scott asked who was now sat crossed legged on the bottom of John's bed starting to piece the phone back together.
"Women, or in this case woman. Not plural thank God!" John stated.
"What happened?" Scott sighed.
"We had planned to see each other tonight as you can imagine she didn't warm to the idea of coming round and spending the evening with all of us!" John exclaimed.
"John you have a really out of date phone! What is it….like a Nokia 6210 or sumin?" Scott said.
"Yeah sumin like that," John sighed, "What am I going to do Scott?"
"Well as calling her is out of the question why not pop round to hers, I'll cover for you with Dad," Scott said.
"Yeah and what do I say?" John asked.
"Sorry," Scott said sternly.
"Sorry? But I haven't done anything wrong!" John said defensively.
"It doesn't matter, what matters is she thinks you have,"
"That doesn't make sense!"
"I know it doesn't have to, as long as she is happy if you want her to keep you happy," Scott said briefly nodding towards, John's crotch still trying to mend the phone finally managing to get some life into it, then walking over to John's desk and got a pen. He walked back over to John and handed him the phone and pen. "I'm afraid the buttons are beyond repair so you will need to use the pen to push the buttons, but look on the bright side from a distance it looks like you have a blackberry or something!" he said smiling.
"Thanks Scott," John said.
"You best get off to see Kat, I will cover for you," Scott said reassuring his younger sibling.
And with that John set off for Kat's.
Please R&R