LMPYITP: The Random Passages

You Sit There on High, [King] of the Hill

Author's Note:

Please read the author's note at the end of this to further explain things as this story may be offensive. If anything in it has offended you, I'm truly sorry.

Thank you for reading.

"I ain't fuckin' goin'!" Gene exclaimed throwing his hands in the air.

"Nobody's makin' you!" I assured him.

"But you're still goin'?"

I shrugged. "I ain't got a choice."

He snorted blinking back his tears.

With Gene sorted (or at least sorted as best he could be sorted), I moved on to Liam.

"Yer shouldn't fuckin' be goin' down there!" He grumbled.

"I ain't got a choice!"

"Yes, yer have! Yer just- I don't see what all the fuckin' palaver's about. It's just a pair of fuckin' donkeys!"

My jaw dropped. "You what?"

"You hear-"

"Then that's just a fuckin' dog!" I pointed at Buttons.

Liam tutted. "Don't bring our Buttons into this!"

"Then don't bring them donkeys into this either!"

He sighed. "I'm sorry, Blue. But I just don't understand why- let Our Kid handle it-"

"He can't handle it! That's why he called me." I pointed at myself. "Neither one of you can handle your own affairs includin' your children!" I pointed in the direction of where Gene was.

"Get to fuck! I'm a good dad, me."

"There's more to it than offerin' the boy a chance to drum for you. Or let his band open for you. Just like there's more to it than Noel lettin' Anais film his stupid ass documentaries! But neither one of yins can understand that 'cuz you don't understand- I'm done wastin' my breath on this!" I waved my hands in surrender.

I met Noel in Buckinghamshire. We were the only people on the massive property. How he and Sara had worked it all out I had no idea and I really didn't care. It was a mess no matter how they played up for the press.

The two donkeys were the only livestock left making the barn and pasture field feel and look so empty. Brush hogs could take care of the grass once there were no animals there to graze it down. Much cheaper I'm sure and heck of a lot less work for the hired hands.

I went straight out with the donkeys and began petting them.

Noel followed me approaching slowly as if he tried to work out what to say. One of the few times in his life where he actually thought before he spoke.

"What time's this bloke comin'?" He finally asked.

"I already told you!" I snapped.

"Yeahr, but I just wanna confirm...it has to be done, Jules. It coulda been done before had yer not-"

"Had you not tried to sell 'em separately! They're a bonded pair. You're a dick!"

He sighed. "So, this bloke then. He's been...what's the word? Vetted?"

"Yep." I nodded.