Children Again? pt.4I sat on the couch, head in my hands, staring at my pint sized friends sitting on the floor. They sat looking back at us, an evil glint in all their eyes. I yawned, rubbed my eyes and looked at my fellow fathers at the moment. "If we don't do something soon, they're going to. And it's not going to be pretty."
James and Fred nodded, heads lolled back on he back of the couch. Mick sat in the chair, a book on raising boys open in his lap. He looked up after a moment, a smile on his lined face. I looked back a little confused, then looked at the others. They just shrugged, eyes watching the boys. Nikki and Tommy had their heads together and I knew from past experiences that when they did that it never ended well.
"It says in the book if boys are feeling caged in, take them outside. We do have a giant park right across the bloody street." he suggested. He closed the paperback with a surprisingly loud snap and stood. "I don't know about you three but I need out of here for a while."
Children Again? pt.2Breakfast was a hassle. I never realized how hard it would be getting three boys to eat. Nikki would only toast with tons of jelly. Tommy wanted waffles with a lot of syrup and Dj wanted both after seeing what the older two had eaten. I had James talk management into finding us a nice hotel while I did the breakfast thing. Though half way through it I did wish I had taken the offer to do the begging instead of feeding. Those kids were wild.
Once they were fed, the task of getting them dress was next. After he had talked the managers into a hotel, James had gone on a small shopping trip to find clothes. I had to wait for him to return with three balls of pure energy running around the bus. I was right when I said I wasn't a young man anymore.
"Hey Mick. I'm ba-" James called. The rest of his sentence was lost in a laugh. I knew why he was laughing. I had Dj in my arms, protecting him from Nikki and Tommy, who were trying to climb my legs to get at him. "So how was your morning?"
Starry Eyes .06Tommy quickly pulled up his pants and ran out after Nikki. "Dude, what the FUCK was that!?" Nikki stopped, twirling the men's room key around his finger. "You liked it, didn't you?" He smirked. God dammit, he had that cocky smile on his face again. He wasn't being serious. That whole thing was just to play with the drummer; he meant not a word that came out of his mouth that whole time.
"Do you really love me Nikki?" Tommy frowned, feeling slightly offended, even though the bassist hadn't said anything offensive. "I do," Nikki ruffled Tommy's hair and planted a soft kiss on his lips. Then he started walking away from the gas station. He flung the key in the air as he was strutting down the road, cars beeping at him. The entire situation was overwhelming. Did Tommy really just fuck Nikki Sixx in the filthy bathroom of a 7-11? Tommy decided it would be best to just shrug it off, or at least wait until the next day. He needed some sleep.
Starry Eyes .04At school Tommy strolled into his first class, English. He immediately noticed that Nikki was there. He was always late, no joke. There was not one day this year that he was not late to first hour. He got detentions every three days for being tardy and that's just for being tardy.
Tommy sat in his regular seat, two chairs in front of Nikki and three to the right of Vince. While he and Vince exchanged worried glances, they heard tapping being them. When Tommy turned around, the boy behind him (in between Tommy and Nikki) was wide-eyed and cringed.
Nikki was writing something on his back? Nikki's eyes drifted from his work on the kid's back to Tommy's face. "Turn around, you're bothering my studies," he muttered. Before he turned, Tommy saw the kid mouth the words 'help' to him. Tommy rolled his eyes and tried to focus on his vocabulary.
At lunch Vince caught up to Tommy. "Hey, you got any shit on Nikki yet? Is he still pissed?" the drummer shook his head and sat down by a tree
Starry Eyes .02The next morning Tommy woke up with an extreme pain in his side. "Ah, fuck, what happened last night?" he stood up slowly. He turned around to Nikki, who was playing with his hair, crouched on the floor eating a bowl of cereal. The bassist slowly looked up at Tommy, who was still clutching his side. Nikki just shook his head, looking as though he was shivering? His glance was fixed on something. Something under the bed. "Nikki, what the hell happened?"
Obviously, he wouldn't be responding any time soon so Tommy made the decision to go over to him. He grabbed the bassist by the shoulders. After being shaken a few times, Nikki shifted his glance from the bed straight in to Tommy's eyes. He mumbled something, but Tommy couldn't decipher it. "Can " "What? Nikki, seriously, what the fuck?" Nikki simply shuffled out of Tommy's grip and just hugged him. "Make it go away Tommy, please," he whispered to the drummer's chest. "Are you scared of something? Or what? What's g