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Chapter 2 Family Time
BRIDGET POV
"Rise and shine, baby girl!" dad says coming into my room. I guess he pushed the curtains open because the bright morning sun was showing light through my eyelids.
"Five more minutes," I mumble sleepily turning to my other side.
"No, now. They'll be here in two hours," he says.
The family's coming. I'm excited, but I want more sleep. The weekend's tournament wore me out. It was so hot outside.
"Your eggs are getting cold," dad says and leaves.
I get out of bed and head to the kitchen. I find my older brother Shaynne eating his eggs in his spot to the right of dad.
"Good morning Bridget," mom greets me sitting in her spot next to dad.
"Morning," I reply trying to rub the sleep from my eyes and sit down in front of my eggs.
"Hey Bridget," Shaynne acknowledges me sitting to my right.
"Hey Shaynne," I tell him while putting ketchup on my eggs. Dad does the same thing.
"You and dad are so weird," Shaynne says shaking his head. He likes his with cheese only.
"Hey! At least we don't put grape jelly on them like Pepsi and Uncle Soda do," I point out to him.
"True, but it's still nasty," he says making a disgusted face.
"Are we gonna gave the Michael Jackson competition?" I ask hopefully.
"Probably. It's quite entertaining. You and Anakin are so funny," dad laughs the last sentence.
"Ha. Ha. Very funny," I say giving him a courtesy laugh.
We get so serious when we go against each other. We act like we aren't facing anyone else. We're just close cousins.
"I'm gonna beat her this time," I announce. "Anakin Hope Curtis is gonna taste some of her poison." I put a fork of eggs in my mouth.
"I'm guessing you're gonna put on a good act," dad says taking a bite of eggs.
"Yeah, but Anakin will be just as good."
"You two are just good," Shaynne says after swallowing.
"Which song are you dancing to?" mom asks.
"It's a surprise," I answer. "If it goes into a tie breaker, it'll be "Beat It." We really like that song."
"Fat's a goo' one," Shaynne says with his mouth full.
"Don't talk with your mouth full," dad tells him.
"Sorry," he says after swallowing.
"It's alright. Just don't do it," dad says simply.
I take a drink of chocolate milk. Our whole family are chocoholics, especially Anakin.
"Oh my gosh! Anakin will probably be on a chocolate milk high!" I say aloud.
"She, Pepsi, and your Uncle Soda will be on a chocolate high all together. Nikki might be too," dad corrects me.
"True. Aunt Valerie has one extra kid to take care of," I laugh thinking about Uncle Soda. Dad starts laughing too.
"You're probably right," he says laughing.
"Pepsi and I are gonna play on the Atari," Shaynne announces.
"Please don't be on there all day. Give others a turn," mom tells him.
"We know," he says scooping eggs up.
We continue eating and talking about the day's plan. Swimming is always a definite. We all have a pool. They're all the same size. Ours has a diving board and a slide.
"Go get ready kiddos," dad says as we finish.
We get up quickly before he remembers the dishes.
"Hold it," he says.
We stop where we are.
"Dishes can't clean themselves," he says pointing to the table full of dirty dishes.
"You never know," Shaynne says playfully.
"Give it up, Shaynne," dad tells him.
"Grrr," we groan.
Dad just laughs at us and leaves.
We clean up the table and wash the dishes like we were told. When we finish, we go get ready.
I head straight to the bathroom in my room to brush my teeth, clean my face, and put my hair in two braids. I get out of the bathroom and head for my dresser. I get out my Bruce Springsteen shirt and a pair of jean shirts out and change into them.
I go out to our fairly large family room, head to the record player, and put my Bruce Springsteen record called "Born In The USA" on. I put it on Side 2 so "No Surrender" starts playing.
"Are you ready Bridget?" dad hollers from upstairs.
"Yeah dad!" I holler back up.
"Okay!"
I lounge out on the couch and sing along.
"Hi dad," I tell him as he comes down the steps just as "Dancing in the Dark" starts.
"Hey Bridget," he says heading to the kitchen.
I sing along to the first verse.
"You can't start a fire. You can't start a fire without a spark. This gun's for hire. Even if we're just dancing in the dark," Shaynne sings coming down the steps.
"Oh my gosh, Shaynne! Thanks for making my ears bleed!" I yell holding my hands against my ears playfully as he gets down the steps. He's actually a pretty good singer.
"No problem," he says smiling.
"I'm so tired," I complain.
"Too bad for you," he tells me.
"Glory Days" comes on and we sing along with it. We can hear dad singing along, too. He's not a bad singer either.
The song ends and "I'm On Fire" comes on. This helps with my sleepiness. Not! It's so slow. I'm not even joking.
I can feel my eye lids closing. I fall into darkness.
"Bridget, time to wake up again. They should be here anytime," dad says shaking me awake.
"I'm up," I inform him. I feel more awake now.
I turn the television on. I flip the channels. The Cosby Show is on so I keep it on that. It's a pretty good show. Well, we like it.
A few minutes later, I hear the door open. Uncle Soda, Aunt Valerie, Pepsi, Anakin, and Nikki walk in.
"Hey Uncle Soda," I say hugging him. He's my god father.
"Hey kiddo," he says hugging me back like he hasn't seen me forever.
"Hi Aunt Val," I say giving Aunt Valerie a hug.
"Hi Bridget," she says hugging me back.
I tell Pepsi, Anakin, and Nikki "hi" and hug them.
Dad comes in.
ANAKIN POV
"Finally! We're almost there!" I exclaim as we pull into Uncle Darry's neighborhood.
"Why do you say that?" dad laughs.
"I'm bored, and this drive seems like it was an hour drive instead of ten minutes," I answer truthfully. I get really bored on car rides.
"Dang you're tired," Pepsi says.
"Well I am. I'm bored too," I say pitily.
"Why?" Nikki asks.
"I can't sit still," I answer.
"Why?" she asks again.
"Dad can't."
"Why?" Here we go again.
"I don't know," I say shrugging my shoulders. "Maybe because he's weird."
"Why?"
"Alright Nik. That's enough," daddy says laughing.
"Why?" she asks turning her head to dad.
"Nikki," mom warns her.
"Sorry mom," she apologizes looking down.
"It's alright," she says.
Nikki smiles.
"It's about time we're here," I say as dad puts the truck in park and I take off my seatbelt.
We get out of the truck and go inside.
Oh yeah. Uncle Darry's my god father. I'm pretty close to him. He makes fun of me though. I don't mind though. It's fun to play along.
We walk through the door and Bridget greets us. She hugs daddy first. He's her god father. Then she hugs mom.
"Hi Anakin!" she exclaims as we hug each other. We're close cousins. Actually, we're cousins and friends at the same time.
"Hey Bridget!" I tell her. "How are you? How did you do this weekend?"
"Good. We came in third yesterday. We got ripped off," she says disappointedly.
"That sucks," I say.
"Yeah it does."
She greets and hugs Pepsi and Nikki. Uncle Darry comes in right after Bridget hugs Nikki.
"Hey guys," Uncle Darry greets us.
"Hi Uncle Darry!" I say and hug him.
"Hey Anakin! How'd you guys do over the weekend?" he exclaims hugging me back.
"We won the tournament!" I answer getting out of the hug and look up at him. He's freakishly tall.
"Great job!" he says.
"Thanks," dad and I say.
"Dad and Steve almost got hit during the last game. Chevy almost hit Steve and ended up hitting a homerun. Dad almost got hit by the girl before her, which was Liz Kelley," I laugh.
"I remember her from last year," Uncle Darry says.
"Everyone cared except for Anakin and Pepsi," dad says crossing his arms and giving us playful glares.
"Hey," Shaynne greets us coming down the steps.
"Hey," we say.
"Hey man! What's up?" Pepsi says shaking hands with him.
"Nothing much. You?"
"Rodeo training, but nothing much."
"Cool," Shaynne says and they go upstairs.
"Hi!" Aunt Julie says coming down the steps about forty-five seconds after Shaynne and Pepsi got up there.
"Hi!" we say back and she hugs all of us. The adults go to the family room.
"Do you wanna play hide-and -seek?" Nikki asks cutely. She's eleven and she still likes that game. Bridget and I do too.
"Sure," we say.
"Anakin's it," Nikki says and heads off.
"Thanks Nik," I say sarcastically.
"I have the best hiding spot," Bridget says and takes off too.
"Wow, thanks Bridget," I say playfully and count against the wall.
"Poor Anakin's it," Uncle Darry jokes when I get out to the family room.
"Wow. You're not very supportive either," I fake pout.
Dad laughs and I mimic it.
"Has any of you seen where they went?" I ask.
"No," they answer.
I look at the empty couch and see the pillows look weird. It's probably Nikki.
"They can just forget it. This couch looks awfully comfortable," I say flopping down on it. I put pressure on the pillows.
I hear Nikki's giggles.
"I've never heard a couch laugh before," I say kneeling up on it to face the pillows. I pull them back to reveal Nikki lying on her side facing the pillows. "Hi Nikki! I found you!"
"No you didn't," she laughs.
"Come help me find Bridget. She said that she had a good spot and I need help," I tell my little sister.
"You're a cheater," Uncle Darry laughs.
"I am not," I say knowing he's right.
"Yeah, sure."
"I'm sorry I have dad's traits," I say laughing. My dad does the same exact thing.
"Go," Nikki demands pushing me forward.
"Am I a prisoner now?" I ask her.
"No," she laughs. "That's Dally's job."
"Yes! Dally's not here, but I don't know why we'd need him," I say confused.
"You're trying to cheat," she tells me.
"That's not illegal. It's not the right thing to do, but the police doesn't arrest anyone for doing it," I say.
"We could get Dally to come and put you in handcuffs for doing the wrong thing," Uncle Darry says.
"He wouldn't do that to me," I say pointing to myself.
"He probably could," daddy says.
"I'd have him handcuff you and Pepsi for cheating too."
Dad laughs.
"You know your dad's been arrested before don't ya?" Uncle Darry laughs.
"No! I wanna hear it daddy, but after we find Bridget," I say and head off.
"Did you see which way she went Nik?" I ask her.
"No, I had pillows in my way," she says.
"Thanks for being a lot of help," I thank her sarcastically.
"You're welcome," she sing-songs and skips back to the family room.
"Yeah, strand me!" I yell playfully and go off to find Bridget.
I look everywhere imaginable downstairs. She's nowhere. I head upstairs. I check by the boys, and she's not there. I go into her bedroom and look everywhere. I finally decide to look under her purple bed and there she is.
"Hi Bridget! Fall off the bed?"
"It's about time," she complains coming out from underneath.
"It's story time with dad. Let's go!" I tell her dragging her with me.
We run down the steps. The door opens right in front of us. We jump back in fright.
"Hey Anakin and Bridget," Uncle Pony greets us.
"Give us a heart attack," Bridget says to mess with him.
"Oops. Sorry," he apologizes.
"It's alright," we say hugging him.
"Hi Aunt Molly," I greet my aunt hugging her.
"Hey Anakin," she greets me hugging me back.
"Hi Brittany," I greet my youngest cousin giving her a hug.
"Hey Anakin," she says hugging me back.
"Hey Morgan," I greet my other cousin hugging her. She's my friend and cousin at the same time, too. She, Bridget, and I hang out. Nikki and Brittany are cousins and friends at the same time.
"Dad's gonna tell a story," I inform them.
"Which one?" Uncle Pony asks.
"I guess he got hauled in," I say shrugging my shoulders.
"That's a funny one," he laughs.
"Is Nikki in there?" Brittany asks.
"She sure is. Let's get in there," I say heading to the family room with everyone else behind me.
We get in there, and they greet each other.
"Why don't you get the boys Bridget," Uncle Darry tells her.
"Okay," she accepts and heads upstairs.
"Hi daddy," I say sitting in front of dad.
"Hi Anakin," he tells me patting my head.
Bridget comes down with the boys right behind her. They come into the family room and sit down.
"Is it one of your true life stories?" Pepsi asks sitting down.
"Yup."
"Yes!" Pepsi cheers.
"It was two months after mom and dad died. Darry was taking care of Pony and me. Two-bit and I were walking to the drug store to get something. I forget what it was. Anyway, Darry had recently showed us how to do acrobatics. We were halfway there and we decided to do back flips and handstands on the way there. I guess someone called the cops on us because we got arrested for disturbing the peace," dad laughs.
We all start laughing. Mom looks embarrassed.
"We weren't in jail very long because Darry came and bailed us out," he finishes.
"That's a good one," Pepsi says.
"You're crazy Uncle Soda," Morgan tells him.
"Thanks," he says giving his famous grin.
We get up and do whatever.
"Anakin, you might think I'm crazy. When I went upstairs before, I thought Pepsi was your dad," she says sounding like she thought it was stupid.
"That's not stupid. I do it all the time, and I live with them. They look too much alike. They act the same way too," I tell her truthfully as we walk up to her room.
"Yeah, they do," she says. "You look like your dad too. You act like him, too."
"I always get told that," I say truthfully. "I'm proud of it too."
"Why?"
"My dad's cool. Plus, people respect and like him. He's just the guy you can go to for whatever. You can joke with him too," I say as we get into her room.
"You've got that right," she says sitting on her bed.
"So, when'd you get out of school?" I ask her.
"Tuesday," she answers.
"Lucky! We got out Friday because of stupid exams," I say.
"Poor Anakin. What kind of grades do you get?"
"As, Bs, and Cs, but mostly Bs. Pepsi does the same," I say.
"Didn't your dad drop out of high school?"
"Yeah, but he helped Uncle Darry pay the bills. He said he was dumb. The only things he passed were auto mechanics and gym."
"Oh."
"Plus, he said he couldn't sit still. He still can't. I can barely sit still," I say.
"You've got that right," she laughs.
"Is your dad swimming?" I ask her to change the subject.
"Yeah he is. We have to get him down today," she says.
"Yeah we do! We can never dunk him. We have to get him off guard," I say.
"That's a good idea. Is your dad swimming?"
"Yup. I think Uncle Pony is, too."
"We've got some adults for us to dunk," she says rubbing her hands together.
"Oh yeah!" I cheer giving her a high five.
"Darn it! Dal's not here. We need to pay him back," she says.
"I know! We owe him a lot of dunking."
"I remember when he pushed you in the pool," she laughs.
"Oh my gosh! I have no idea why he did that," I lie.
"You do too! You threw a bucket of water on him!" she laughs.
"I know," I say sheepishly.
"Wanna play Mouse Trap?" she asks.
"Yeah!" I answer without hesitation.
We get the game out and start playing. We get a few rounds in when someone knocks on the door.
"Hi daddy!" I greet my dad like a little kid.
"Hi baby!" he says the same way.
"Hey Uncle Soda! What's up?"
"It's dunking time!" dad answers like a child and heads back down.
"Yes!" we cheer.
We pick up the game and get our swimming suits on.
"Your dad is going down today," I assure her.
"I know. How are we gonna get him off guard? He's not gullible you know," she says.
"Yeah, but I've got something in mind," I say strapping my purple bathing suit in back.
We grab some beach towel, head downstairs, and go to the back to the pool. We're the first ones out.
"Hey! Cool! We're the first ones ou-" I start, but scream when someone pushes me in.
I hit the water and come back up to see my dad grinning like a lunatic.
"Hi sweetheart," he sing-songs while waving at me.
"Dad," I say crossing my arms across my chest.
"That's me," he says pointing to himself.
"That was real nice to push me in. Not!" I tell him with my arms still crossed.
"Oh you know you enjoyed the fall," he says waving it off.
"I would've if I had the head's up," I tell him waving my arms like a crazy person.
All of a sudden, I see everyone coming out. Pepsi puts his finger up to his lips telling me to be quiet. I move away. I see Uncle Darry with his video camera. It looks like he's filming.
"So, dad. Why did you push me in?" I ask to distract him.
Pepsi creeps up on him smirking.
"I don't know," he answers.
"What an excuse," I say as Pepsi gets right behind him.
He extends his arms and pushes dad in the water. Luckily it's the deeper side.
We all start laughing as dad gets above water.
"Who did that?" he asks.
"Your favorite son whom you love very much," Pepsi says smiling and proudly.
"Maybe not so much now," dad smirks.
"Oh yeah! Uncle Darry video taped that," he informs dad.
"Come on Darry! Give that back!" he laughs begging his brother.
"How about no," Uncle Darry answers.
"Fine," dad pouts playfully.
"Poor dad," I say putting my arm around him.
"You're crazy," he tells me.
"Thanks. You too," I say and everyone else jumps in.
Our moms are sitting at the table talking.
"Hey Anakin! Get over here!" Bridget hollers at me.
"I'll be right there," I tell her and swim over to the corner of the shallow end.
"How are we gonna get dad?" she asks in a whisper.
"Let's tell him your mom needs him. He'll fall for that," I whisper back.
"That's a good one," she tells me.
We swim down to Uncle Darry.
"Dad," Bridget gets his attention.
"Yeah," he says facing us.
"Mom needs you."
"Okay," he says and heads over.
He passes us and we jump up. We put all of our weight on his shoulders and he goes down under the water.
We all start laughing.
"You fell for it," I laugh pointing at him.
"Anakin Hope Curtis and Bridget Shawn Curtis, you two better watch it," he threatens us playfully.
"Threat," I sing-song turning to Bridget.
"For sure," she says acting surprised. "That was completely awesome!"
All of a sudden, I get picked up bridal style. I look up and see Uncle Darry.
"What do you think you're doing?" I ask him crossing my arms.
"This," he answers and throws me up in the air.
"Oh my gosh!" I scream as I fly through the air. I hit the water.
I swim back up and see Bridget get thrown in by her dad. Everyone's laughing. Bridget comes back up.
"Wow! Thanks for the support," I thank them sarcastically.
"Seriously," Bridget says.
"You two have to admit it. You had so much fun," Uncle Darry says.
"Fine. It was fun," I admit unwillingly.
"I agree," Bridget says just as unwillingly.
"I thought so. You two had those pretty smiles on your faces," he tell us pointing at our faces.
"Thanks," we say and swim off.
I see dad with his right side facing us. He has a scar going across it. He's a veteran of the Vietnam War. Daddy got shot in the side, but he got to come home. He had to have his kidney replaced. He was only nineteen. I guess he almost died once, but the doctors saved him. I thank God every day that he's here, or otherwise Pepsi, Nikki, and I wouldn't be here. Plus, I love dad.
I swim to him as quietly as I can. I get to him and push him under.
"Anakin!" he playfully yells coming up.
"Hi daddy!" I say giving him a hug.
"How can I play mad at that?" he asks hugging me back. I love his hugs.
"It's impossible," I answer smiling.
"Yeah, even if you're just messing around," he laughs.
"You're weird," I say pulling out of the hug.
"Proud of it too."
"How long were you in the war?" I ask him pointing to his scar.
"A year," he answers simply.
"You mean you were eighteen when you went over?" I ask amazed.
"Yeah. A month after my birthday," he answers sadly.
"That's sad."
"Yeah, but Steve and I went together. We were in different platoons though."
"Oh."
I'm not into war. It makes me cry. I do like the movie Red Dawn though. That's the only war movie I like.
"Anakin, Bridget. You two and I are gonna go dunk dad together," Morgan informs us dragging us with her.
"Alright!" we cheer.
Uncle Pony can't be dunked by one person. You have to get three or more people to get him down.
We swim towards him, jump, and dunk him.
"You three are crazy," he says as he comes back up from under the water.
"Yup," we say grinning sheepishly.
Bridget and Morgan leave and I stay.
"What's your next book about, Uncle Pony?" I ask him.
"It's gonna be about a teenage girl who's a victim of date-rape. The guy's older than he says he is," he answers.
"I'm so excited!" I exclaim.
"I'm still working on it, but it'll definitely be out at the beginning of next year.
"Sweet! I'll talk to you later," I tell him swimming off.
I don't read much. I only really read Uncle Pony's books and other similar to his. I have read The Chronicles of Narnia books.
I find my twin. I go up and jump on his back.
"Hey Pepsi. It looks like you've got something on your back," Shaynne says pointing at me.
"Yeah. It's some girl who has been stalking me my whole life. I was even in mom with her," he says grabbing my legs from underneath to hold me up.
"Hi Pepsi!" I tell him.
"Hi Anakin," he says looking up to see my face. He has his evil grin on. Uh oh!
"No! Don't even think about it!" I tell him.
"I'm older than you. I can do whatever I want."
Before I can protest, he forces me to let go leans back. I go into the water with my back slapping it. I get back up.
"How'd you like that?" he asks me.
"That was fun!" I answer him.
"Is this even more fun?" he asks bringing his fingers to my stomach and starts tickling me.
I start having a fit of giggles.
"Th-th-this…ha ha….is not….ha ha….f-f-fun," I laugh.
"Oh yeah? Dad come here!" he says.
"No! Not dad!" I laugh.
Before I know it, dad's here and joining in. I laugh harder.
"Having more fun?"
"Yeah. Y-yeah."
Alright. Give it a rest," Pepsi says stopping.
Dad stops too.
We continue swimming and dunking each other. We play Marco Polo, too. Uncle Darry creates waves so it feels like we are in a wave pool. Before we know it, it's one o'clock in the afternoon.
"Wanna go do something?" Bridget asks as everyone's getting out of the pool.
"Sure," I say as we get out.
We go over to the table and dry off. We wrap the towels around our middles, walk inside, and change back into our regular clothes.
"Are you excited about going into high school?" I ask her after we change back into our clothes.
"Yeah. I'm kind of nervous though," she answers.
"Don't be. It's nothing to worry about," I tell her.
"That's what Shaynne keeps on telling me, but that's still a couple months away."
"Yeah," I agree with her.
"Let's go back downstairs," she says.
"Sounds good," I say as we go downstairs.
"We're changing the Michael Jackson contest," daddy announces. "We're just gonna dance around."
"That's a good idea," Shaynne says looking at Bridget and me.
"Ya'll are chickens!" I exclaim.
"Anakin, you know how it's gonna turn out," Nikki points out. "We all do."
"Yeah Anakin. It'll still be fun," Bridget says.
"I know. I was just messing with you guys," I tell them truthfully.
Uncle Darry puts the Thriller record on, and we just dance around like maniacs.
Our family is so cool. We do so much together. Our family would probably win Family of the Year if there was such a thing. We go to each other if we need anything or just want to talk. It's really neat. I love my family.
The record ends and we go do our own thing. Bridget and I go up to her room.
"Wouldn't it be funny if Dally caught Dakota doing something illegal?" I laugh.
"Oh my gosh! Yeah!" she laughs.
"Have you seen pictures of Dally when he was younger?" I ask really excitedly.
"Yeah! He was hot! Your dad was too!" she exclaims.
"I guess, but he's my dad. I shouldn't be saying anything."
"That's true. The other day, I was talking to Dakota and she was going on about how my dad was cute. I was like 'okay.' I see your point," she tells me.
"I heard that people who didn't know your dad were intimidated by him."
"I head that too. I think he's just muscular."
"Yeah he is. Is your dad like a big teddy bear?" I ask her curiously.
"Kind of. Why?"
"Mine is. He gives these great big bear hugs. I love that he's a teddy bear. My mom kind of is too," I explain to her.
"My mom can be like that. She's kind of a push over."
"Yeah she is."
"What were you talking to Uncle Pony about?" she asks out of the blue.
"His new book he's working on," I answer.
"What's it about?"
"A girl who gets raped by her boyfriend," I answer.
"That's gonna be a good one!" she exclaims.
"I know! It's supposed to come out next year."
"Sweet!"
We're really supportive of our uncle. The boys are too.
All of a sudden, a really good smell enters the room. We go over to the window and find Uncle Darry over the grill. Daddy's down there goofing off.
"Your dad's so cool and funny," Bridget laughs from beside me.
"I know. He's a big kid. I don't think he's ever gonna grow up."
"None of us think he will," Bridget points out.
"That's true."
"Do you two wanna play the Atari?" Shaynne asks poking his head in the doorway.
"Sure," we answer and go out.
The four us take turns since there's only one joystick.
"Dinner's ready, kiddos!" Uncle Darry hollers up.
"Food!" we exclaim hopping up and racing downstairs.
We go through the line and sit down.
I have a hot dog, baked beans, and Aunt Molly's famous potato salad on my plate.
We eat and talk about all kinds of things.
When we finish, we clean up and do our own thing. Shaynne, Pepsi Bridget, and I go play the Atari again.
We play for a few hours. It's pretty addicting. You can't stop playing.
"Ready for s'mores?" Uncle Pony hollers up.
"Yeah!" we yell and head down.
We end the night around the bonfire roasting marshmallows and eating s'mores. We talk about the day's events.
Towards the end, Brittany yawns.
"It looks like Brit's getting warned out," Aunt Molly announces.
"Am not," she says sleepily.
"Yes you are," Uncle Pony says getting up.
"No I'm not," she mumbles drifting off to sleep.
"Ready to go Morgan?" he asks my cousin picking Brittany up.
"I guess," she mumbles shrugging her shoulders and getting up.
We say our good byes and they leave.
"We should probably get going too," dad announces.
"Why?" Pepsi and I complain.
"Nikki's getting antsy and I have to go to the station. It's time to go anyway."
"I'm not tired," she protests.
"You're getting there." Dad's really good at reading people.
"Okay," she mumbles.
We get up and say "bye" to everyone. Then, we leave.
It's a quiet drive home. I look next to me to find Nikki sleeping against Pepsi.
"Nikki's out," I announce.
"It's alright," mom says.
"I know."
A few minutes later, we pull into our house. I get out and dad comes to my side to get Nikki out. I close the door for him while he carries Nikki in. I go inside following dad.
When we get in, mom and dad tuck Nikki in. Pepsi and I head to our rooms which are adjacent from each other upstairs.
"Good night," I tell him when we get to our doorways.
"Night," he says and hugs me.
"That's how close we are. We'll hug each other for no reason.
"See you in the morning," I say as we get out of the hug.
"Alright," he yawns and we go into our rooms.
I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get changed into my pajamas. I put on a purple t-shirt and plaid pants.
I go out of the bathroom. My bedroom has Def Leppard posters all over. I also have a KISS, Bruce Springsteen, and Motley Crue poster, too. I really want a Rick Springfield poster. He's smoking hot!
I turn off the lights and lay in bed.
"Good night Anakin," mom says coming in.
"Good night mom," I tell her as she comes to my bedside.
"I love you," she says and kisses my forehead.
"Love you, too," I say. "Mom?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think Sweet Dreams is gonna get pregnant? I mean she and Dr. Pepper are madly in love," I tell her.
"She could. Watch and see if she starts showing any symptoms. Good night Anakin," she says and leaves.
That would be so cool if my horse got pregnant. What would we do with the pony? We'd probably sell it.
"Good night baby," dad says coming in.
"Good night, dad," I say getting in his open arms and hugging him.
"I'm guessing you had fun today."
"Yeah. That was pretty funny when Pepsi pushed you in," I laugh.
"Whatever."
"Do you think Sweet Dreams is gonna get pregnant? She and Dr. Pepper are in love."
"She could!"
"Would we sell the pony?"
"Yeah. Unless your mom wants it."
"That's true."
"Good night baby."
"Night dad," I say and he leaves.
I roll over and fall asleep.
Hope you enjoyed. Sorry if it was too long. That's a family get together. That would honestly be fun to dunk Soda under water. Anyway, please review. Thanks.