These conversations take place after Aflame and lead into the new series...Coming in 2017!
Madoc: Damn, I love this picture of Tate and me.
Jared: When was that taken?
Madoc: Like a year ago.
Jared: >:(
Madoc: Don't get mad. We were all drunk, but I kept her safe. Kept my arms wrapped around her the entire time.
Jared: Excuse me?
Madoc: You should be happy! She was very cold in that little bikini. I kept her warm.
Jared: Shut up.
Madoc: I wonder if Fallon lent her some of the expensive lotion she uses. Tate's skin was...man. Nice and soft.
Jared: >:(
Madoc: But don't worry! I was the only one that touched her!
Jared: Come here. I want to talk to you.
Madoc: *snorts* Sorry, gotta go!
***
Dylan: Daddy?
Jared: *sleeping
Dylan: Daddy?
Jared: Hmmmm?
Dylan: Can I sleep in here?
Jared: *opens eyes* Why? What's wrong?
Dylan: I'm scared.
Tate: Hey, sweetheart. Come on. Climb in.
Jared: *whispers to Tate* We talked about this. One night will turn into six months, and our bedroom is our space. She needs to sleep in her own room now.
Tate: *grumbles
Jared: *looks to Dylan* What scared you?
Dylan: There's something outside my doors.
Jared: What?
*grabs phone, rushes to Dylan's room, whips open doors*
Jared: You little...
*sees Hawke, Kade, and Hunter wearing Halloween masks and racing back through tree over to Hawke's room*
Jared: Get in bed!
Dylan: Yeah! Jerks! *looks to Dad* I knew it was them. I wasn't really scared.
Jared: Okay, you get back in bed, too. I'll lock the doors.
*dials Jax
Jared: You have Kade and Hunter sleeping over with Hawke tonight?
Jax: Yeah.
Jared: Well, get the kids in bed. It's after midnight.
Jax: They ARE in bed.
Jared: Think. Again.
Jax: Son of a... *hangs up
***
It's Christmas morning, and Madoc and family have come over to Jared and Tate's. But they're still sleeping.
Madoc: MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
Tate: *groans* *still asleep*
Madoc: GET UP!!
Jared: *lifts head off pillow* I'm going to fuck him up. What time is it?
Tate: *moans, reaches over and cuddles* Ignore him. Come back here.
Jared: *lays back down
Madoc: Seriously!! I can't believe you two are in bed when your 10 year old daughter is outside the house unsupervised!!
Jared: *pops head up again* What?!
Madoc: I'M GUESSING RIGHT ABOUT NOW YOU'RE NOTICING A STRANGE SOUND, RIGHT?!
Jared: *listening
Tate: *listening
Jared: Oh, shit! *scrambles, throws on jeans and races out of room
Jared: What the hell is she doing?
Madoc: I'm guessing she found her Christmas present early.
Jared: *swings open front door, sees Dylan and Hawke racing down snow-covered Fall Away Lane on their four-wheelers.
Madoc: You realize it was kind of stupid for you and Jax to get them the same thing, right?
Jared: Dylan!! Get off that thing now!
Dylan: *carries on racing as the snow falls
Madoc: *snorts* It's okay. Mine hear white noise when I start yelling, too.
Jared: *throws on sweatshirt, shoes, and runs to the street
Jared: Dylan, now!
Dylan and Hawke pull up to curb. Hunter and Kade watching. Fallon and Tate come outside...
Dylan: I love it! It's so much fun!
Jared: Yeah, you don't have a helmet on. You haven't been trained on it, and you're on a city street. Get off now.
Dylan: Did you wear a helmet when you raced?
Jared: I didn't race four-wheelers.
Dylan: Were you trained how to race? I thought you told Hawke that a little danger is good for you.
Jared: Hawke's not my child.
Dylan: Is it because I'm a girl?
Jared: Jesus...
Dylan: And Mom told me that you and she raced all the way to Main—IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY! IN CARS!
Jared: *cocks eyebrow at Tate*
Tate: *hides smile
Dylan: I'll learn how to use it on my own. I don't need help.
Jared: No, I...
Dylan: You can't just take it away now that I've gotten a chance to ride it. If I have to come inside, I'm just going to stare at it through the window all day being unhappy.
Jared: Dylan, I–
Dylan: And I don't want to be unhappy on Christmas. Come on, please? It's so much fun. It's going to ruin the whole day if you make me wait to ride it.
Jared: Don't be dramatic. I—
Dylan: I'm not being dramatic! Do you call the boys dramatic?
Jared: I...I...
Tate: *laughing
Madoc: *making whipping sound
Dylan: Just twenty more minutes.
Hawke: An hour.
Dylan: Yeah, an hour. Then we'll come inside!
Hunter: Hey, Dyl. Let me ride with you.
Dylan: Don't call me Dyl, Dork.
Hunter: Fine. Let me ride with you. *walks to four-wheeler
Kade: *grabs him and pulls him away* You go be Hawke's sissy. I'll ride with Dylan.
Kade: *looks at Dylan* Scoot back. I'm driving.
Dylan: Fat chance. You want to ride with me, climb on behind. I'm driving.
Kade: *smirks, climbs on behind and then leans forward into Dylan's back, placing his hands on the handlebars and pushing hers out of the way.
Dylan: Hey!
Kade: I always win. You know that by now. *speeds off, followed by Hawke and Hunter
Madoc: That's my boy. You can't learn skill like that.
Jared: *scowls and glares at Madoc
Madoc: Oh, come on. Things are going to get real interesting in a few years. She doesn't stand a chance. You know that.
Jared: Shut up.
***
Quinn Caruthers is seventeen. She's sitting at the kitchen table, at night, and Jared, Madoc, and Jax walk in.
Quinn: Hey, can I ask you guys a question?
Jared: Mmm hmm...*searching for food
Madoc: *searching for food* Yeah, what is it?
Quinn: Well, it's kind of personal.
Guys: *still searching for food
Quinn: Well, um...I kind of wanted to know...what does sex feel like for a man?
Guys: *stop and shoot their eyes over to her
Jax: *snorts
Madoc: Um...
Jared: *looks like he swallowed something bitter
Madoc: It feels like...warm apple pie.
Jax: *laughing
Jared: *scowling* Don't be an idiot. *looks to Quinn* And you don't need to know that yet.
Quinn: I'm 17.You're telling me you guys were virgins at my age?
Madoc: *smiles at Jared* Come on, man. She's practice for Dylan. You're going to have to deal with this sooner or later.
Jared: It feels good, alright? Is that what you wanted to know?
Madoc: Yeah. It feels...*takes a deep, wistful breath* REALLY good.
Jax: Yeah, really good.
Quinn: Good. That's it? Come on, guys. I can't ask Dad. And I'm not going to ask Hawke. He's a year younger, and I'm not having him educate ME on that stuff.
Jax: *stops with spoon raised to lips* Hawke's having sex? *looks around to the guys* Fuck, I gotta go. *puts bowl down and leaves room
Jared: *sits down, eating* Why do you want to know?
Quinn: I'm curious. I want to know what men like.
Jared: Everything. And you can find out in college. After college. When you're married. Not in high school. You understand? Every single high school guy is an asshole. Every single one. I promise.
Madoc: Hey. I have 2 boys in high school
Jared: *raises eyebrow to Madoc and then looks at Quinn* Every. Single. One. Got it?
Quinn: *rolls eyes
Don't worry, Quinn. You're about to be the least of their problems.
***
Jared is shopping for tampons. He and Tate are texting...
Jared: Okay, I'm here. What do you need again?
Tate: They're in a black box. They say Kotex on them.
Jared: Jesus.
Jared: Like WHERE are they?
Jared: Left, right, top, bottom?
Tate: Do you see the black boxes?
Tate: Jared?
Tate: Are you in the tampon aisle?!
Jared: No.
Jared: I'm staying in the vitamin aisle until you tell me exactly where they are, so I can grab them.
Tate: Dude...
Tate: You're going to have to go through the check-out, you know.
Jared: Fuck.
Jared: People are watching. I don't want to be here anymore.
***
Madoc is shopping for tampons. He and Fallon are texting...
Fallon: Where are you already?!
Madoc: At the store
Fallon: Hurry up!
Madoc: There are way too many choices here. It's ridiculous. Do you need super absorbency?
Madoc: And what's the difference between a plastic applicator and a non-applicator? I googled it, and did you know there are 16 ways women are using these things wrong?
Madoc: I mean, what are you chicks doing with them? I'm actually a little freaked out for you.
Fallon: Madoc...
Madoc: They have gentle glide and something called 360. Does that mean they rotate?
Madoc: Sounds kinky.
Madoc: And they have Sport Fresh, but that sounds more like Tate. She's sporty. I'll get those for her.
Fallon: YOU ARE NOT THERE TO GET TATE TAMPONS!
Madoc: Oh right.
***
Alright, I did Jared and Madoc's tampon adventures, so here's Jax!
Everyone's at his house for a cookout...
Jax: I forgot the hot dogs! Be back in a minute!
Juliet: Wait! There's a list on the refrigerator!
Jax: *rubs face with hands* There's always a list. What the hell? I need ONE thing.
Madoc: *snort
Jax: Wait, what's Kotex?
Juliet: Jax! Shhh!
Jared: *shaking head* I could tell you, but I don't care to relive that.
Tate: Oh, my God. What a baby. It's tampons, Jax.
Jax: *cocks eyebrow, looks at girlfriend
Juliet: *shrugs* I need them, and I do your laundry, so...
Madoc: Do you want me to go with you? I'm kind of a connoisseur with that shit now.
Jax: *rolls eyes* When do you need them by?
Juliet: I'm expecting my period next week. I'm sure you can work up the courage, big boy. I promise, no one will think they're for you.
Jared: It was pretty fucking horrible. People looked at me.
Juliet: Oh, would you shut up? Knowing Jax, he's going to get one of his flunkies at the Loop to do it for him, and he needs to man up.
Jax: *fiddling on phone
Tate: I'll go with you, Jax. It'll be a piece of cake.
Madoc: Well, I want to go, too.
Fallon: And then you'll be there all day debating sleek fit and regular fit.
Madoc: I'll show you a sleek fit.
Jax: *fiddling on phone
Juliet: Jax, just do it. Buy some condoms with it if it makes you feel more like a man.
Madoc: Come on. Let's all go.
Jared: I'm not going.
Jax: *fiddling on phone
Juliet: Just go, please! We need hot dogs on the grill, and this is ridiculous.
Jax: *heaves sigh, puts phone away* Okay, Kotex tampons will be delivered day after tomorrow. I ordered you six 36-count boxes, and the order will automatically repeat every 6 months. 400 tampons is enough for a year, right? I love Amazon. They have everything.
Juliet:...
Jared: ...
Tate: ...
Madoc: ...
Fallon: ...
Jax: What?
Jared: You ordered them online? I didn't know you could do that.
Jax: Work smarter, not harder. I'm going to get hot dogs.
THE END
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