Sebastian

School Shopping: Part V

“Okay,” Mikey said with a little nod as she slowly exhaled and handed him a dull spoon, “I’m ready. Try to make it as painless as possible.”

“No,” he said, turning the page of the book that he must have read a hundred times already.

When the small hands fisted in his shirt and he found himself being shaken by his psychotic best friend. “They’re getting a cake!” she hissed, stressing this announcement with another shake that nearly made him lose his place.

“So? You like cake,” he said with a shrug as he reached up and gently pulled her hands so… Read More

School Shopping: Part IV

“I’d really like to go home now,” Mikey said from behind the safety of her hands since they provided an opportunity for her to continue pretending that this wasn’t happening, but unfortunately for her, her father wasn’t willing to do the same.

“Food hasn’t arrived yet,” he pointed out helplessly.

“I’m not hungry,” she said, really wishing that they weren’t here, and they wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for the other man sitting across from her.

“Big day,” Uncle Trevor murmured, no doubt shooting her another encouraging smile that was meant to reassure her that everything was okay when they all… Read More

School Shopping: Part III

“You’ll pay for this,” Mikey bit out while the middle-aged woman pulling a roll of measuring tape out of her pocket ushered her towards the fitting rooms in the back.

“You really will,” Sebastian, who really should have known better than to try to hide in the electronics department, said from the plastic double stroller shaped like a car that they’d found abandoned by housewares that they’d somehow managed to shove him into.

“I’m starving,” Reese said, sighing heavily and looking absolutely bored while Trevor looked around, imagining Zoe in every piece of silk, lace, and a combination of… Read More

School Shopping: Part II

“Maybe we should call mom?” Sebastian suggested as he stood there, shooting a helpless glance towards his father and uncle who were still off to the side arguing before glancing back at the van to find Mikey still hiding in the back seat.

“We really should,” Mikey seconded from the safety of the van.

“We’ve got this,” his father said firmly, which was seconded by a firm nod by Uncle Reese and a shared fist bump that had Sebastian standing there, licking his lips nervously as he watched his uncle pluck Mikey out of the van, throw her over his shoulder… Read More

School Shopping: Part I

“Yeah, I’m not going,” Mikey said, shaking her head firmly, because this wasn’t happening.

“Mikey,” her mom said, sighing her name heavily with a sad shake of her head as she gestured for Mikey to get in the car.

“Not happening,” Mikey said, because she absolutely refused to get in that car.

It wasn’t happening.

It just… Read More

The Sleepover: Part II

“Your father is going to kill me,” Jonathan announced as Mikey laid there, trying to push the large jerk that had helped himself to her Kindle off her back, but he simply adjusted his legs with a satisfied sigh and pinned her to the couch.

“For what?” she asked, really wishing the men in this family learned to get to the point. It would really save her a lot of wasted time, she thought with a groan as she tried to reach back and shove Sebastian’s legs off only to give up with another groan.

“This and that,” Jonathan said absently… Read More

The Sleepover

“You’ve had it for an hour!”

“I just got it!”

“No, you didn’t!”

“Yes, I did!”

“He’s had the Nintendo 3DS for an hour! I just got the iPad!” one of the spawn of Satan hissed while Reese laid there, staring at the ceiling, wondering what had possessed his incredibly beautiful wife to agree to this.

He turned to ask her only to find her curled up on her side, sleeping peacefully, and blissfully unaware of the impending massacre going on downstairs in the living room. She was so damn beautiful, he thought as he rolled over onto his side and wrapped his arm… Read More

The Phone Call: Part IV

“I’m not ready for kids,” Trevor said on a heavy sigh as he dropped his head in his hands as the sounds of children coughing, drunks vomiting, and the emergency room triage nurse yelling at everyone filled the air while he sat there, seriously wondering where he’d gone wrong.

“You’re really not,” Mikey, his favorite little pain in the ass, said with a solemn nod while the reason that they were here said, “I’ve been thinking the same thing.”

Biting back a groan, he shifted his attention to the stretcher in front of him just as Sebastian nodded absently with a… Read More

The Phone Call: Part III

“Please don’t do this,” Mikey said with a long-suffering sigh even as she resigned herself to getting her number changed after this.

“Shhh, not while I’m talking,” Sebastian whispered with a patronizing pat on her head as she laid there, glaring at the wall, refusing to so much as grunt or whimper when the large jerk shifted on top of her to get more comfortable as he leaned back against the wall and crossed his legs over her with a satisfied sigh.

She should have hit him upside the head with her backpack when she had the chance, she thought, biting… Read More

Easter/April Fool’s Day Chronicle

“Yeah, we’re not doing it,” Cole said, shaking his head as they looked at the group of men grinning before glancing back out the window at the large backyard covered in Easter eggs, chocolate, and the typical Bradford Easter goodies that could only be considered a minefield at this point.

“Is there something wrong?” his father asked, blinking innocently as Cole stood there, thinking about the empty shaving cream cans, glitter bottles, glue bottles, egg cartons, and paint cans that he’d found as he narrowed his eyes on his father.

“April Fool’s,” he simply said, daring his father and uncles to… Read More