Friday, January 17, 2014

Tough Enough...

“Tell us about the sick rabbit puke, Auntie.” “Yeah, tell us!”

Reetha smiled down and the two precious bundles of energy that were her nephews.  Perfect in every way and with just the right amount of naughty two male pups needed.  In her youth, she’d never imagined wanting to be responsible for another, especially a needy little being.  Her time away in California had changed her though.  Now, a little one would be most welcome.

“Loki, Thor – enough!”  Her brother stepped up and placed a large hand on each boys head, turning their heads to face him more gently than she’d ever seen Mooney move.  “No rumors about Ziva.  She’s always been good to you, she doesn’t deserve people listening to the shite coming from her supposed friends’ mouth.”

Yeah, she got it, she was the supposed friend.  “It’s only gossip and rumors if it isn’t true, Mooner.”

“Yeah, dad, this is true so we can hear it, right Auntie Reetha?”

“Loki, true or not it would hurt Ziva to know you and your brother were out here laughing at her pain.”  Mooney knelt in the snow, addressing his sons.  “How would either of you feel if your brother was telling embarrassing stories about you?”

It filled her heart with pride that her brother was such a good and gentle dad.

“Bad.” “Yeah, bad.  Really bad.”  “Really super bad.” “I’m badder.” “No, I’m the badderest.” “I am.”
“Oomph” “Ugh”

Reetha smiled as they started rolling around in the snow first as boys then as wolves, each trying to come out on top.  “You and Nick used to do that.”

“Yeah, he always won.”

“True.  He always pinned me as well, but he would always pretend that I had a chance.”  Reetha grinned both at the memory and over at Mooney.  “You know, we were more evenly matched.”


“Come on, don’t you want to look good for your boys?”  She taunted, knowing he was struggling with refusal.  “Maybe you think you can’t win?  I am pretty tough.”

“Not that tough.”

“Tough enough and your wife’s not here to lay down the law so what’s stopping you?  Tell you what…if I win, you can hate me forever, but if you win, you have to forgive me.”

“Forgive you?  You left and let us all wonder if you were dead.”

“I know…I’m sorry.  Tell you what, if you win you agree to hear me out and consider forgiving me.”

To Reetha, Mooney looked torn between wanting to win and wanting to lose.

“You’re on.”


“Loki look!”

“What the…”

“Dad’s fighting a girl.”

“How come he can and we’re not supposed to?”

“Probably it’s okay ‘cuz she’s his sister.”

“Oooh we need mom to give us a sister.”

“Yeah, then we can whomp on her like dad’s whomping on Auntie Reetha!”

“Totally cool!” “Yeah totally!”
May your days be sunny and your nights steamy!

Have a wonderful weekend!


Rebecca Gillan said...

LOl! Oh, I can just see the look on Marissa's face when that conversation comes up. So, when are we going to find out what Reetha's been up to?

Serena Shay said...

Hehe...yeah, Marissa may not be real receptive to providing a sister for them to "play" with!

Soon I'm thinking Reetha may open up a bit about her time in CA. :)

Savanna Kougar said...

Nothin' like family dynamics. Loved it, and Mooney is such a good dad. Warms up my heart. ~smiles~

Pat C. said...

Ah, family. You're never too old to whomp on a sibling. You should see the birthday cards my brother and I exchange.

"So, what would you boys like for your birthday?"

"We want a sister!"

"Yeah. One big enough to ride." (That would be Thor)

Serena Shay said...

Yep, Mooney was warming my heart as well, Savanna. Those pics he has hidden with the Christmas decorations gives really good insight to the wolf he's becoming. :)

Serena Shay said...

LOL...A sister big enough to ride. Yep, sounds like Thor. :D

"What did you say, Thor?"

"We want a sister we can ride and whomp on like dad did to Auntie Reetha!"


(Thor and Loki duck under the table.)