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Post by Zippy on Dec 22, 2011 14:31:01 GMT -5
((YES. I'll message Script, I need David for this hahahhaa))
Melody soon fell asleep, waking up in the early hours of the morning and kissing him goodbye. She paid a cab and was home before anyone saw her.
A few days later, Melody approached her mother, who was sitting in her art room painting their dog, Dandy. "Hold still, you crazy mutt!" Zippy scolded their dog while she was painting him.
"Hey Ma." Melody came in, taking a seat next to her. "Looks great. Is this one gonna go up in the living room with the others?"
Zippy shrugged, smiling at her daughter. "Haven't decided yet. I thought about giving it to you."
Melody grinned. "I would love it. Then I could take it with me when I get my own place."
Zippy gave her a look. "When you are good and married."
Melody smiled sweetly. "Speaking of...I have a suitor taking me out to dinner tonight. I want you and Daddy to meet him."
Zippy put down her paint brush and looked at her daughter. "And why is this the first time I'm hearing this?" Melody shrugged. "I've been waiting for the right time..." She got up and left, going to get ready, even though Zippy was dying to ask more questions.
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Post by David on Dec 22, 2011 14:37:43 GMT -5
David strolled into the room as Melody rushed past him. He cleaned his glasses on his handkerchief before putting them back on. "What was that about?"
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Post by Zippy on Dec 22, 2011 14:42:51 GMT -5
"Mel has a suitor coming tonight," Zippy frowned, glaring at Dandy to stay as she stood up, wagging her tail at David. "Remember when she used to tell us everything?" She shook her head. "Now its all, well at least I give you SOME warning Ma!"
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Post by David on Dec 22, 2011 14:46:05 GMT -5
He frowned, scratching the dog between the ears before moving over to Zippy. "A suitor? But--but she's too young! She's only 18!"
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Post by Zippy on Dec 22, 2011 14:50:06 GMT -5
Zippy began to clean off her paint brush and gave him an amused look. "David. How old were we when we started dating?"
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Post by tshamien on Dec 22, 2011 14:57:08 GMT -5
((LMAO Omg LOVE THEM))
Mikey arrived at the house and whistled as he looked up at it. It was nice, definitely a lot nicer than his house...well better maintained because Zippy's family had money to keep their house well kempt. He sighed heavily and shocked his hands into his trouser pockets.
Mikey had worn his best clothes and they were a neat pair of black pants and a crisp white shirt. He didn't own a fancy jacket so he did without. He had on black suspenders and a cap on his head. He took a long drag of his cigarette.
"I'm insane." He muttered to himself. He hurried up the stoop and rang the bell.
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Post by David on Dec 22, 2011 15:05:11 GMT -5
David frowned. "It was different back then!" When he heard the doorbell, he went to it, answering it. "Can I help you?" He did NOT like the look of the man standing at the door.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 22, 2011 15:08:11 GMT -5
Zippy shrugged off her smock, while Dandy immediately sprinted to the door, barking wildly. Melody, hearing the commotion, practically sprinted out of her bedroom and down the stairs, not wanting to leave Mike alone with her dad for longer than she had to.
"Mike!" She greeted, showing up at the door next to her dad. "come in!"
Zippy was still in her art room, washing up.
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Post by raven on Dec 22, 2011 15:08:18 GMT -5
"I'm here to pick up Mel," Mikey said as confidently as he could manage. He removed a hand from his pocket and held it out. "I'm Michael."
((oh man, you do realize he's like almost ten years older than her too lol))
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Post by David on Dec 22, 2011 15:10:19 GMT -5
David didn't take his hand, just frowned at him. "How old are you?" He called out to Zippy. "Erin! Get in here!"
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Post by tshamien on Dec 22, 2011 15:15:35 GMT -5
"Well this is going exactly like I though it would," Mikey muttered to himself. He frowned, shoving both hands back into his pockets. His eyes narrowed. In that moment he was the spitting image of his father.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 22, 2011 15:16:00 GMT -5
((Not 10 years! I think like 5 or 6 . but still hilarious))
Zippy didn't like the sound of David's voice, and came out to the living room calmly, figuring he was just over reacting. When her eyes landed on Mike, she realized it may have been justified. "Uh, hello." She gave Melody a look, he was not what she expected at all.
"Ma, Daddy, I want you to meet Michael Shamien." Melody grinned at her parents, taking Mike's hand. "You look nice," she said to him, standing on her tip toes to kiss his cheek.
Zippy blinked, completely and utterly shocked, and looked at David. Oh no. She couldn't breathe. This couldn't be happening...
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Post by David on Dec 22, 2011 15:18:27 GMT -5
David's eyes widened and his frown deepened, darkened. "Michael...Shamien. Shamien, as in...Tristan Shamien's son."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 22, 2011 15:22:02 GMT -5
Zippy had already connected the pieces together, long before David did. She took a seat on the couch, barely able to speak.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 22, 2011 15:23:25 GMT -5
"Thanks babe," He said with a smile. Mel always seemed to make things a little better. He clasped her hand in his. "Uh...yeah, that's my father. How do ya know him?" He looked completely confused and also realized this was definitely not a good thing.
Michael squeezed Melody's hand.
((He's 25 and she's 18))
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