Sorry for the long wait once again. I'm still on a high from Mania and have just been behind on everything here at home. And of course when I want to update, Comcast has to go and ruin everything. But without further ado, here's the next chapter.
I don't own anyone. This is all fiction.
Earlier that morning, John was woken up by the weirdest way possible. He felt as though he was drowning. "What the hell?" When he opened his eyes, he saw Anthony standing over him with an empty pot and he was all wet.
"Morning Daddy. Time for school."
John was speechless. His son just poured cold water on while he was asleep on the couch. "Anthony, I'm going to kill you."
"Ahhhh. Daddy no. I have school." Anthony took off running around the living room.
"Oh now you want to go to school?" When John got a good look at Anthony, he was dressed up ready for school. "So you can get dressed without me, but with me, you put me through hell."
Anthony looked at John and sighed. "Daddy, school isn't going to wait."
"Fine. Come on demon."
"Who are you, Uncle Randy now?"
"Shut up and get a set of keys, but don't try and drive off this time."
"I won't." Anthony yelled on his way to the garage.
Trish was just finishing up her rounds when she was flagged down by one of the RN's. "Doctor Austin, phone call on line 1."
"Thanks. Hello?"
"Hey sweetheart. Just wondering if I can treat my only daughter to lunch later today?"
"I would love to dad, but I'm really exhausted. Raincheck?"
"Oh come on, sweetie. I haven't seen you or heard from you in a while. It would mean a lot."
Trish thought about it. "How about breakfast tomorrow?"
"Great. Can't wait to see you, pumpkin. Bye sweetheart."
"Bye dad." Trish went to the locker room so she could head home and try to rest up before her date.
After John dropped Anthony off at school, he headed to Steph's house. In the back of his head, he knew this was a bad idea. John pulled up to the huge mansion and pressed the intercom.
"Yeesss?"
"Steph open the damn door."
"That is not anyway to talk to your big sister is it?"
"Fine. Can you please open the door?"
Steph opened the door to let John in. "I'm in the office." She yelled.
"I have a question for you."
"Must be important for it not to be a phone call."
"Yes it is. Why does my son have to be a smartass like you?"
Steph looked confused. "Steph, Anthony is making me go crazy as hell."
"Well there you go. You answered your own question."
"I really hate you, you know that right?"
Steph got up from her desk and stood in front of John. "John, you say that a lot. But I know you don't mean it. Come on, I want to show you something." Steph led John upstairs to one of the bedrooms. "Go in and see."
John looked at Steph, and then opened the door to something really beautiful. "Did Hunter do this?"
"Yep. We found out the other day and he did this last night." It was a nursery already set up for the little girl Steph and Hunter were expecting. She was currently six months. Once they got home, to say Hunter went overboard is an understatement.
"Wow. Well once again congrats sis. I just hope she takes after Hunter and not you." Steph gave a fake laugh, then slapped John on the back of the head. "Ow. That hurt. You know I'm sensitive."
"Whatever. So when were you going to tell me about some hot date tonight? How come I had to hear about it from Anthony?
"When did he even tell you?"
"I taught him to text, so he took your phone and text me right after it happened."
"You are making my son become too much like you, and that's a very bad thing."
"Whatever. But I know you need my womanly advice on this date tonight. So let's go to your house where I can help better." She grabbed his arm to pull him, but John didn't budge. Steph looked back and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Where's your husband?"
"He's at work. You know that thing you're allergic to?"
"I do work."
"John, playing with your old beat up cars is not work."
"Whatever. What about you? You never worked."
"Well I'm not now since I'm pregnant. Plus dad would have a cow."
"Yea you're right. He doesn't want any of us to work."
"But we all know the real reason." Their dad was just trying to keep them out of harm's way.
"I know. We can't even work because someone might find out who we really are."
John and Steph got to his house to talk some more. "When was the last time you spoke to mom and dad?"
"Last week, when Anthony wanted to see them. I hate he can't see them as much."
"Yea it does suck. But with the FBI and police watching him closely, it's hard. But on a brighter note, let's see what's in this closet of yours."
"Steph, nothing is in there except gym shorts and sneakers."
"Do we need to go shopping?"
"Hell no."
"Now John, if you want to impress Trish, please let me take you shopping."
John thought about it and agreed, but when they got there, he regretted every second of it. "Thank God. Finally after 4 hours, we are done."
"You know you liked it."
John dropped Steph of at home. "Say hi to Hunter for me."
"Ok. Bye bro." John hugged Steph and left so he could go pick up Anthony from school.
Anthony got in the car really fast like he couldn't wait to get home. "Dad, go now."
"Where's the fire? No hi dad or anything?"
"Please dad just go."
As soon as John was about to pull off, he was stopped by a middle aged woman. "Can I help you, ma'am?"
"Yes. Are you Mr. Cena?"
"Yes. And you're Principal Austin correct?"
She nodded. "I would like to speak to you about your son, John."
"Ugh. My name is Anthony." John glared at his son and mouthed to him to shut up. "Sorry Daddy."
"Ok. What seems to be the problem?"
"Well first he glued a teacher to the seat and drew a very mean picture of him. Then during lunch, it was discovered he started a very big food fight."
John couldn't believe what his son was doing. "Will there be any repercussions for his actions?" John looked over at Anthony with a very stern look on his face. Anthony just looked out the window not wanting to hear what his father would have to say.
"Well we were thinking about suspending him for two days."
"Isn't that a little harsh?"
"It is but this isn't the first time something like this has happened."
"How come this is the first I'm hearing about this?"
"We've sent over 5 letters for you to read and sign."
"Well I haven't gotten any. Anthony?" Anthony turned around and looked at John. "How come I haven't gotten any letters?" Anthony just turned back around towards the window. John looked at Principal Austin. "I think I know who signed them. Is there any other type of punishment? Like no recess or something?"
"Ok. How about I let him off with another warning, but if he does something else, I will have no choice but to suspend him."
"Thank you so much. And trust me, you want have any more problems out of Anthony, right?"
"Right." Anthony mumbled.
With that, John pulled off with the car being quiet all the way home. Once home, Anthony stormed up to his room and locked the door. John knowing he's going to have to deal with his son, had to call Trish to cancel the date.
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