Friday, December 20, 2013

McMahon Mojo...

“Here Dad …”

Nick smirked as Loki all but threw the steaming cup on the table in front of Mooney.  The delicate china wobbled and splashed out onto his brother’s hand as he tried to right the thing and keep the liquid from spilling into his lap.  Loki, unperturbed by his father’s growls of frustration stood with his hand out, clearly waiting for his tip.

He could hear the clink, clink of another cup coming his way and looked to Thor who was trying to go slow, but the dribbles following him told another story.  Nick scooted his chair back and let Thor thunk the cup and saucer onto the table in front of him.

“Ten dollars, please.”  Thor announced, also putting his hand out.

“Fifteen dollars,” Loki said, not wanting to be under sold.

“That’s a bit steep for a cup of … what the hell is this?”  Mooney grumbled, “Its fricking green.”

“Mom … Dad wants to know what the hell the green stuff is.”  Loki hollered back at the counter.

“Language!  All of you …” Marissa wagged her finger and Nick could see the heat flair in his brother’s eyes.  ”That is green tea for my sweets and Earl Grey for our illustrious newspaper editor.”

“No!”  Mooney bellowed.  “I ordered coffee, with the works.”

Nick sipped the tea and found it to be quite good.  Damn Elly had made him eat herbie food over Thanksgiving and now Marissa with the tea.  It was a conspiracy to make them eat better, but it was one that was working.  He actually felt better and had more energy if he paired his protein with some greens.  He wondered what Ziva would think is she knew.

His brother on the other hand was holding strong to the carnivore lifestyle and the more Marissa pushed the more he ate crap.  Not around the wonderful witch, but at work with the other carnies.

“That coffee with the works, Mooney, is giving you a paunch.  The Green tea is good for you and will help with the pooch thing.  Drink it.”  Marissa started to walk away, but his nephews didn’t.  They remained with their hands out.

With a nod of respect, Nick pulled out his wallet and laid a five in each of their hands.  “For the nerve to spill tea all over the customer and demand payment anyway.  You two are truly McMahons.  Now take a hike and let me talk to your pops, then later the three of us will take a run in the woods.”

“Yes!” “Yeah!”

He loved their enthusiasm.  And audacity.  They kept them all on their toes but the rewards were worth it.  Some day he hoped, he and Ziva would have a couple cubs to raise and love of their own.

“You spoil them Nick, but I’m going to take advantage of that today and take their time away to win coffee rights back from the Misses.”

“Good luck.  Try the tea though, it is good.”

“Yeah, Yeah.” 

Mooney sipped and grimaced, then sipped again.  Nick smirked as he enjoyed his brew.

“Rumor mills running strong that you and Ziva have reconciled.  Any truth to that?”

“More like are starting to meet each other half ways.  I’m hoping we can spend some time on Christmas together.”

“Cool.”  Mooney nodded, cleared his throat and started again.  “You’ve, ah, been surprisingly laid back these last few weeks considering your, ah, lack of sex.”

“Who says that’s been lacking?”

“Hell, Nick, you work, run and go home to that dog.  Unless there’s something going on with you and the mutt you’ve been having a very long dry spell.”

“Don’t worry about my spells … wet or dry.  Ziva …”

Nick looked up at the woman in question barreling through the shops door, out of breath and bending at the knees.   He rose and moved close to her, but didn’t touch.  They weren’t there yet though he had high hopes for Christmas.  “Are you okay?  Is someone bothering you?”

She held up her hand and lifted her head huffing out “I can explain.  I promise.  I. Can. …”

The bell over the door jiggled again and a voice he’d not heard in a very long time rent the air.  “Hello, bitches … it’s me, a friggen Christmas miracle!”

Reetha had returned.
Yeah, Reetha likes to make an entrance, she's definitely a McMahon.  :)

Happy Holiday's



Savanna Kougar said...

Omygawd! That is an entrance... I admire Reetha's crash-through-castle-doors entrance. ~smiles~

Gotta give it to the McMahon's!

And it looks like Ziva may need to do her turn at reconciliation. ~bigger smiles~

Savanna Kougar said...

Great graphic too... makes me smile.

Serena Shay said...

Yep, ya gotta give it to those McMahon's. They do know how to put it all out there. :D

hehe...that pic is so Reetha!

Yeah, Ziva will need to step up and do something for Nick. Just not sure what yet. ;)

Rebecca Gillan said...

Oh, gawd. That's a lot of McMahons to have under one roof without warning! I'd love to be a fly on the wall when Loki or Thor decide to repeate THAT line out loud in public! And you know they will; they are going to absolutly love their auntie!

Pat C. said...

Yes, the McMahon blood runs true ... and sometimes all over the floor.

Mooney should talk to Mrs. Wembley, the constipated cougar, about what too much meat can do to even a carnie's digestive system.

"Hello, bitches." Sounds like somebody's a Charlie Bradbury fan ...

Serena Shay said...

LOL...that is a hella lot of McMahons, Rebecca, but they are such a bunch of fun characters to play with! I can't wait to see Loki and Thor start emulating their auntie, but I wonder how much leeway Marissa will give the dynamite duo? Auntie Ree can be very naughty. ;)

Serena Shay said...

Well yeah, there are lots of ladies in Talbot's Peak and at least one, maybe two authors who are Charlie Bradbury fans. And to think they shipped her off to Oz! Would that be considered a "mini fridge?" :D

LOL...yes Mooney should definitely talk to Mrs. Wembley, or come upon her daily, erm, run? He'd definitely have a change of heart about the tea.

Rebecca Gillan said...

Serena, I doubt Auntie Ree could come up with anything worse than sexy bleeting noises.

Serena Shay said...

LOL...probably not, Rebecca. :D

Pat C. said...

Of all the women on the show, I figure Charlie has the best chance of survival because she's a lesbian and therefore will never come between the brothers. Funny how Cas never encountered the same animosity.

As for sexy bleating noises, let's see what I can do for Monday. (evil Crowley smirk)

Rebecca Gillan said...

Oh, no. I'm going to have to tell Marissa so she can stock up on bribes for small boys...

Serena Shay said...

Very true, Pat, she won't come between the boys. Sad that's what it takes to be a female on the show, but I'm glad, her character has the perfect personality to fit into this crew.

Cas never had the animosity because he's Cas - Hawt and a hilariously straight character to Dean's funny man character. :)

Serena Shay said...

LOL...lot's of bribes, Rebecca...Pat's writing sexy bleating noises!! Yay! :D

Pat C. said...

Never say "straight" to a Destiel shipper. ;)

Serena Shay said... bad, Pat! I didn't even think of a delicious that I am though...~Whew~ ;D