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This chapter prompted by guest- what happened when Freddie and Joe ran Rick out of town when the twins were little

As this is set when their younger the ages are Robbie and Jason: 8, Ziggy: 10, Freddie: 12, Joe: 16

Chapter 36- you call yourself family:

To say that Joe and Freddie didn't like Rick was an understatement. They hated him; he was no Alan. He was the twin's dad but even then considering him as that was a far stretch. He only reappeared when the twins were four and had just kept on reappearing whenever he liked it.

"Freddie can you go and help Rick bring the paint in please!" Sandy shouted to her second eldest from her place in the kitchen. "No" Freddie replied, enjoying the t.v. from his place on the sofa.

"Freddie!" Sandy shouted back. She was sick of Freddie's attitude, it was like her 12 year old had suddenly turned into a 16 year old; of course he had when he spent all his time with Joe. "No!' Freddie shouted back.

"It's alright Sandy, I've got it" Rick gritted out as he carried the paint cans into the kitchen. If he was honest, Rick hated Sandy's other children. Ziggy was alright but it was Freddie and Joe that for right under his skin.

"Thanks Rick, sorry about Freddie I don't know what's got into him" Sandy apologised as carried on cooking. "Don't worry about it. Anyways what are Robbie and Jason doing next Saturday?" Rick asked. "Nothing I think. Why?" Sandy asked.

"I was thinking about taking the twins about, maybe to the football match" Rick suggested. "That's sounds great, I'm sure the boys will love it. You can tell them over tea" Sandy said smiling, seeming to forget about the many times Rick had promised something and then broke that promise.

"Right this is ready, can you call them for tea?" Sandy asked as she started to dish the food on to the plates. "Tea up!" Rick shouted and then chuckled when he heard footsteps thundering down the stairs

"What's for tea?" Robbie asked as he ran into the kitchen. "Pasta", Sandy replied, "now go and sit down." Seconds later Ziggy arrived and sat down, closely followed by Jason then lastly Freddie arrived and took a seat.

Sandy frowned as she and Rick carried the plates in, noticing that someone was missing. Joe, of course. But Sandy knew he'd be down in his own time, the anti-social teen she had somehow managed to raise.

"Right then, I've got a surprise for you two" Rick said enthusiastically as he sat down at the table. "What?" Robbie and Jason both asked, intrigued. "How do you fancy going to see a football match next week?" Rick asked smiling.

"What West Ham?" Robbie asked. Rick nodded and chuckled when he watched Robbie and Jason bounce around in their seats. "I take it you like that idea then boys?" Sandy asked. "Yeah!" Robbie shouted , mouth full of pasta while Jason just nodded politely.

At that moment Joe arrived downstairs from whatever he had been doing upstairs. "Joe! Joe! Guess what?" Robbie asked as he bounced around in his chair. "What?" Joe asked a grin on his face, if anyone could make him smile it was the twins.

"Dad's taking us to a football match next week!" Robbie shouted. "Wow Rob, that sounds brilliant" Joe replied, laughing at the sheer volume of his 8 year old brother's voice. "Do you wanna go too Jase?" Joe asked, noticing that Jason hadn't said anything. Jason looked up to his big brother, before grinning widely and nodding.

Joe dug into his pasta, shooting a glare Rick's way. Joe was happy that his little brothers were so excited but at the same time he had a horrible feeling this was going to end in tears, those tears being Robbie and Jason's.

8 days later: Saturday

Robbie woke up bright and early, looking at his clock that read it was 7am. He knew that kick off was 3pm and their dad was picking them up at 1:30; today was going to be good. He looked over to his brother's bed and saw that Jason was still asleep.

"Jase!" Robbie hissed. "Jason" Robbie whispered loudly. He heard Jason grunt and watched as his brother turned over to look at Robbie. "What?" Jason whined. "It's today" Robbie replied excitedly. "What is?" Jason asked, still not fully awake. "The match" Robbie said as it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh yeah" Jason said as he rolled back over. The truth be told he had a bad feeling about this. Even though he was only 8, Jason was intelligent beyond his years. A bit more mature than he brother is what his mum had said.

He knew that their dad had let them down before and unlike Robbie, he just didn't have the false hope that Robbie had.

A few hours later, Robbie and Jason were up and ready and it was only 11am. They were both sitting on the sofa, eagerly waiting for their dad to arrive.

Sandy watched her sons from the kitchen and sighed. She had a bad feeling about today, a really bad feeling. The twins were so excited but she knew that they hadn't forgotten about the last time Rick left them. She just hoped that Rick did show up, for the sake of the twins.

Joe came downstairs and walked into the living room to find his youngest brothers sitting on the sofa, shoes on, ready to go. He smiled at them and walked through to the kitchen, where he joined Sandy.

"Do you think he'll show up?" Joe asked. Sandy sighed. "I hope for his sake as much as the twins he does." Joe and Sandy could both remember the upset and let down 7 year olds the last time Rick left them hanging. This was Rick's last chance.

1:15pm

"Mum! Is dad on his way?" Robbie shouted from the living room. He hadn't given up hope and was expecting his dad to show up any second. Jason, on the other hand, knew that this was a lost cause.

Sandy, who was packing up after lunch, didn't know how to reply to this question. She knew that the answer was no, but she also knew that Robbie was full of false hope. She walked into the living room and found her sons still sitting on the sofa. "Let's hope so yeah" Sandy replied.

1:30pm

"He's coming Robbie" Jason whispered. "Yes he is!" Robbie demanded. Jason sighed. "No he's not." Robbie rolled his eyes and turned to his twin. "How do you know that?" Jason didn't want an argument but it looked like he was having one.

"Because it's 1:30 and he's not here" Jason replied a little louder. "Yes he is!" Robbie shouted as he lunged on Jason, both boys falling to the floor. The boys rolled around on the floor, each telling the other what their thought.

"Oi! Oi! Stop it!" Joe shouted as he walked in and lifted the two 8 year olds apart. "Stop!" Joe shouted as Robbie tried to lunge at Jason again. Joe let Jason sit down on the sofa while he kept a hold of Robbie, knowing he was more likely to carry on the fight.

"What happened?" Sandy demanded as she walked into the living room. "He said dad's not coming!" Robbie shouted, pointing at Jason. "Because he's not" Jason replied, his eyes starting to water and lower lip trembling.

"Aw Jase" Sandy said as she sat down and pulled her youngest son into her embrace. "He is still coming" Robbie said. Joe sighed, he knew now he had to explain to Robbie. Joe let go of Robbie and knelt down in front of him.

"Look Rob, I know it's hard to accept, in fact it's really hard to accept but your dad's not coming. In fact I don't think he's coming back at all" Joe explained. Robbie looked his eldest brother in the eye and knew that Joe wasn't lying.

He leaned forward and hugged his older brother, accepting Joe's warm embrace. Joe gritted his teeth as he hugged his brother; there was to be hell to play later.

6pm

It had been a stressful and quiet afternoon in the Roscoe household. Robbie and Jason had just spent all afternoon on the sofa with Sandy, trying to forget about everything that had happened.

Joe had watched from the kitchen and clenched his fists. "What are we going to do?" Freddie asked as he came up behind Joe. "We're gonna make sure he never comes back", Joe said as moved towards the back door, "come on."

Freddie followed his older brother out the door, knowing exactly what was going to happen.

"Right, there he is" Joe whispered as he and Freddie hid behind the wall of the pub. Obviously that's where Rick would have been. They watched as he messed around and laughed, completely oblivious to the two little hearts he had broke.

"Right when he walks away, that's when we go" Joe instructed. Freddie nodded, his adrenaline was pumping.

Five minutes later, Rick left the group and began making his way in the direction of Joe and Freddie; he was laughing to himself. "Now!" Joe whispered as he and Freddie jumped out from their hiding spot, pouncing on Rick.

They pinned him up against the wall. "What are you boys doing?" Rick asked, chuckling. "You remember?" Joe hissed. "Remember what?" Rick slurred. "Your sons!" Joe replied as he punched Rick's gut.

Rick groaned and fell to the floor. "Fred, hold him down" Joe said darkly. Freddie immediately did so, his heart going wild. Joe started to kick Rick all the while shouting insults.

"You remember your sons!' Joe shouted as he kicked again. Rick groaned, unable to do anything. "Do you!" Joe kicked again. Again Rick, groaned. Joe stepped back, breathing heavily, satisfied with the work he had done.

He knelt down next to Rick's face. "If you ever dare come back here, I will end you" Joe promised the helpless man. "Come on Fred" Joe said as Freddie moved around Rick, smirking at the older man.

The two arrived home at around 7pm, both promising never to speak of what just happened. "Where have you two been?" Sandy asked. "Somewhere" Joe replied. "Joe Roscoe" Sandy replied firmly.

"What?" Joe asked. He smirked at his Mum. "Just know that Rick will never be coming back." Sandy sighed, there was no winning with her boys.

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