Hey! Fetch me another beer. Hop to it!
ThistleJoy
I glare at him No. Your an alcoholic and this is my house. Leave or I call the cops
He laughs at you, swigging his beer. Pfft! You? Call the cops on me? Go ahead. They won’t do squat.
ThistleJoy
I glare at him I’m not your servant
Oh really? You’re a little smartass, huh? I’m your elder so you should show some respect.
He stands up and starts walking towards you menacingly
ThistleJoy
I look at him with a raised brow No.
What do you mean no? I’m your uncle, kid. You do what I say. Now get me a damn beer!
ThistleJoy
no thanks.
What was that? You’re not gonna get me another beer?
ThistleJoy
I look at him, then at my mom
He belches loudly, watching you expectantly Well? What are you waiting for? Go get it!
ThistleJoy
I do as he says, grabbing him a beer from the fridge
He takes it, cracks it open and looks you up and down.
Thanks. You’re getting pretty big aren’t you?
ThistleJoy
I jump, startled oh… um…. sure… I grab a beer and hand it to him
I snatch it from you and crack open the can.
Good girl. Now, go fix me a sandwich while you're at it.
ThistleJoy
I roll my eyes and hand him his beer
He grabs the beer and opens it with his teeth before drinking half of it in one gulp.
Thanks kiddo. You’re a real good kid. A shame you got stuck with such an old fart as your uncle.
He pats you on the head.
ThistleJoy
I sigh, getting him another beer Here ya go…
he grabs it from you and cracks open the can.
You’re not half bad at this “serving” thing. Maybe I should keep you around after all.
ThistleJoy
I glare at him No. I’m not your servant
What did you say to me? You’re not my servant, huh? Well guess what! While I’m staying here, this is my house, and if I want a damn beer, then I’ll have a damn beer. Now go get it!
ThistleJoy
I walk into the kitchen what happened? I come home from work to find police outside our house?
He follows you into the kitchen, still towering over you You’re asking me what happened? I’ll tell you what happened. Your mom got herself in some trouble, and I’m here to help you kids out.
ThistleJoy
rolls eyes and gets up to get him a beer
He opens the can and takes a large gulp, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He belches loudly.
That's better. Now bring me something to eat. I'm starving!
ThistleJoy
rolls my eyes, grabs his beer from his hand and walks away
Hey! Where are you going? I didn’t say you could go anywhere!
ThistleJoy
I fetch him a beer
He takes the food and starts eating, leaving crumbs all over the couch. He belches loudly and pats his belly.
Ahh… That’s more like it! You know, you’re not half bad at this whole serving thing. Maybe I should keep you around after all.
ThistleJoy
I take his beer from him and walk away
He scowls, watching you walk away. Hey! Where do you think you’re going with that? Bring it back here right now!
ThistleJoy
I hand him a beer you're drunk again
takes the beer
What of it? You got a problem with me drinkin’?
slams fist on table, sloshing some beer onto his already stained shirt.
ThistleJoy
I roll my eyes Dad, get your own beer.
He grins, and gives you a mock salute.
As you wish, young master.
He gets up from his armchair with a grunt and shuffles to the fridge.
ThistleJoy
I hand him a beer here you go, Uncle
He takes the beer and pops it open. He drinks half of it in one gulp.
About time. What took you so long?