Ch. 9
I banged against Aaron's door furiously holding the requested items in my grasp. "Kristin! Kristin!"
She stuck out her head blonde strands traveling everywhere her brow covered in perspiration. "WHAT?!"
I gulped. "Um....the articles you asked for, baby?"
She snatched the basket from my clutch. "YES! GOOD BOY!" She kissed my temple shoving me away. "NOW,SHOO!"
I shook my head. "What was that?"
Nick appeared exiting the bathroom. "Come on, Kev, there's a good game on."
I shrugged. "I know where I'm wanted... let's go and spring out the canned cheese!"
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"Hey, do you hear that?" I asked Nick as soft footsteps travelled downstairs.
He nodded. "Maybe Kristin got over her PMS...."
"I hear that, Carter!" she snapped standing directly behind us.
"You look like shit," I accidently muttered.
She pressed her lips together tightly. "Well, Mr.Richardson, if you don't hush there will be no Halloween treat for your trick-or-treat package."
I smiled sheepishly. "I love you?"
"That's better." She
cleared throat hollering up the stairs. "Send down
contestant Number One!"
Aaron ran downstairs in a black sweat suit with a black tie tied
around with forehead a true ninja in training. Kristin grinned.
"Aaron Carter is wearing a Kristin Willits original...Dear
Ninja Aaron, show off your stuff."
Aaron leaped into the air shouting,"HI-YA!"
Kristin applauded. "A round of applause for Mr.Aaron Carter!"
Aaron took an overdramatic bow as Nick and I stood cheering.
Kristin returned her attention to the staircase. "Next, we have Miss Angel Carter with an Judy Garland inspiration. We have Dorothy Gaile of Kansas with us tonight."
Angel's hair lay in two pigtail-braids, her clothing a blue jumper, red Christmas bows attached to her shoes and a basket containing a small toy dog lye on her arm for effect. The little girl beamed clicking her heels together. "There's no place like home!"
Kristin cheered. "A beautiful performance!"
"Here! Here!" Nick and I sang in unison.
"Carter number three please come on down!" my girlfriend exclaimed.
Leslie entered in a plain colored outfit, an apron around her waist, her hair high in a ponytail, a small pad of paper lying in her hand. She walked up to her older brother. "May I take your order?"
Nick rubbed his chin. "What do 'ya got?"
"Nothing!"
I smiled. "No food to serve and she's still the best waitress in the world!"
"That she is." Kristin agreed.
Leslie gave a small curtesy and joined her younger siblings.
"And finally we have BJ Carter with a protest of peace!"
BJ entered in a form fitting white tank top, faded jeans flattering her legs, her hair in braids and a cross necklace hanging at her cleavage.
"Whoa!" Nick exclaimed. He turned to me hands on his chest. "When the hell is fourteen a woman?"
I nodded. "Um...Kristin, baby, what happened to the baggy t-shirt idea?"
She shrugged. "BJ's a hippie with taste."
"And a bra thank God," I whispered to myself. "BJ, are you sure you're comfortable?"
"DUH!"
Kristin placed her hands on her hips facing me and Nick. "Why are you two so worried?"
I sighed. "One word."
"AJ!" Nick and I shouted.
"Yippee!" BJ exclaimed at the mere mention of his name.
"Good grief," I bellowed.
"Oh. please, she looks great."
"I know, that's the problem."
"Relax, Kevin, Nick will be with her to protect her!"
"You bet your ass I will!" he stated standing.
BJ rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right, you'll be flirting with anything female with tits."
I massaged my temples. "Potty mouth blonde and blondier-scoot! And no fighting in the car!"
Nick stared at me. "It's five-the party doesn't start unitl eight."
I shoved a ten dollar bill in the his hand. "Fine! There go to the mall!"
They stared at me dumbfounded. BJ spoke up. "Go to the mall on ten bucks?!"
I placed a penny in her palm. "There! Scoot!"
Kristin rolled her eyes. "Give them more."
"Why?"
"You couldn't buy two burgers at the mall with ten bucks."
"Here," I snarled shoving a five at Nick. "GO!"
Aaron came up to me. "You're a grouch!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!" He suddenly kicked me in my shin.
"HOLY SHIT!"
"UM!" Leslie and Angel echoed. "You said---"
"I KNOW!" I shouted cutting them off. "I said the 's' word!" I turned the smallest Carter. "Why did you hit me?"
"I'm ninja!" he hollered demonstrating his talents.
"That's nice," I grumbled.
I sighed. "Well, Carter Clan, let's hit it."
The children ran out the door happily with wishes of chocolate bars and gummi bears. I wrapped my arm around Kristin. "Baby, that was amazing. Thank you, sweetheart."
She smiled leaning against my shoulder. "It's okay, but you better massage every inch of my body."
"Every inch?"
She playfully smacked my arm. "Pervert. Come on, let's go before Aaron randomly attacks some stranger."