Chapter 19
Orientation Day
Spetmeber 2, 1998
New students ran up and down the hall. It was Orientation Day. I growled at the students who wandered in. A tall teen with dark green eyes and brown hair poked his head in.
"Where's the daycare? I need to pick up my niece and nephew." He asked.
"What made you think I was the person to ask?" I looked straight at him.
"Fine. If you're going to be an ass, I'm blaming you if I'm late." He turned to leave. He didn't recogize me?
"Ok, wait. I'll take you." I got up and took him to the daycare. I didn't need another complaint againist me. I stayed so he couldn't complain about me leaving him. He got the babies and we went to the parking lot to find his sister.
"Why did you bring Bad Wolf?" She took her kids back.
"Bad Wolf?" His eyes widened.
"Yes, idiot. I can't beileve Mom let you be home schooled. If you can't recogize a danger like him, how are you going to survive?" She buckled the babies into the car.
"What are you saying?" I asked.
"I'm.. I'm saying my brother is stupid." The boy's sister stammered.
"So, Junior's born. He can take my place if I'm that dumb." That's gonna backfire... Wait, what?
"Junior can do that?" I frowned.
"Jack Benjamin Nimble Junior. He was named after me." Jack told me.
"My brother can't have kids, ok?" His sister huffed.
"I- Yeah, I get it." I backed off.
"Good. Jack, don't do anything stupid at stripper class." She drove off.
"Stripper class?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Pole dancing. And shut up. You can go back to your room now. It's for my flexibility." He hissed.
"I'm going." I said.
"What? No, stay. Stay." He pointed to the ground.
I don't know why I listened to him, but I did. Nobody told me to stay. It's better this way. I still have stuff to do. I finished my paperwork and went to Red (our)'s apartment. Cerise was playing on the carpet.
"Hey, Sweetie. You got off early?" She asked.
"Kinda." I sat in my new chair.
"Oh, you took off early." My wife pinched my ear.
"Ow!" I wimpered.
"Why didn't you pick up anything? Go! I barely have enough to make dinner." She dragged me to the door and tossed me out. We did need food. I went and got enough food to last us the week.
"Baddy, you're home. I got dinner ready. I'll help unpack." Red picked Ceris' in her chair and helped put away the groceries. She made ham and eggs.
"How was your day?" I asked.
"Cerise tired herself out from crawling all over the place." Red fed her some more baby food.
"Oh. I met the new Jack B. Nimble today. He made me help him find the daycare. He had to pick up his niece and nephew. And get this: he takes pole dancing classes." I grinned. I didn't mention him not recogizing me. That seemed different than pole dancing.
"No." Red smiled and shook her head.
"He said so himself." I chewed my eggs.
"Wow. I never would have guessed Nimbles do that." Red wiped Cerise's chin.
"Sweetie, you may not understand this, but don't take pole dancing. Wolfs don't need to. And Daddy would die." I looked our baby. She cooed and waved her arms. I'd get a better answer later, but this was good for now.