Post by The Sharpshooter on May 21, 2011 16:31:33 GMT -5
A long and well deserved nap had been suddenly interrupted within its last hour by the chortling and giggling of a young boy sitting in front of a laptop computer, looking at videos.
One of them actually had the video up loud enough when one word actually hit Sammi's ears, the Sharpshooter sprang awake from his unconscious state.
Sex.
His green eyes opened, and sitting up, he could hear the giggling and rolled out of bed. Sammi was wearing his cargo pants, no shirt, and a silver chain around his neck. There was a subtle difference that trained experts would see in one arm over the other. One seemed to show atrophy from the lack of use while healing. As he didn't warn his son that he was up, he crept from the bedroom and into the hotel living room, where he saw a very luscious Lola on the screen talking about sex.
Now, normally, Chase was permitted to look at the promos. Mostly because the ACW had been overall family-ish and the censors usually blocked everything out. Plus the kid was ten years old and could handle just about everything. He looked a little younger than that, but that was something that just occurred to the kids in the family. They could handle things.
Except for this.
"Chase!"
Immediately, Chase's spine stiffened and the screen to that laptop slapped down on its rest and he spun around while rising, a guilty grin on his face.
"I was watching cartoons! You can't prove anything!" He pointed at his dad.
Sammi rubbed his face, not realizing within the last few hours of his game show that two very... provocative videos had been found by Chase that Sammi didn't have a chance to watch yet. As he made strides over to where the kid was and moved him over. Sitting down in front of his laptop, he opened it up and started looking over Lola's promo and raised a brow.
"Okay, I could handle you watching Sophie feed a tiger, because I know you aren't that stupid, but this is just insane. Anything else I should know about?"
"Nope." Chase rocked back and forth on his heels. His give that he was lying. Sammi pointed at him.
"What'd you hear?"
"Nothing!"
"Then what'd you see?"
"Um.. I plead the fifth."
Sammi smirked over at Chase then looked to the screen. Noticing a new video from Stevens, he snorted. That couldn't be it.
The video from Kaylyn, he clicked it open and just stared.... and stared.
"Dad..?"
Snapping out of his gaze, he looked to Chase, then the screen, then back to Chase and held out his hand.
"Your PSP. Hand it over."
"Oh come on! That's not fair!"
"You're supposed to tell me when you see things that aren't family-ish so I can block them out."
"Yea, well you were sleepin'."
"Did I ask for an excuse? Hand it over, boy."
Chase dropped his hands with a sigh and walked over towards his PSP and picked it up. The black case was handed over to his father, who then opened it up to make sure it was in there, along with the games. Zipping it up, he placed it in the pocket of his cargo pants and then blocked out the ACW site with password protection on the parental controls.
"Until further notice, you're not allowed to watch the stars anymore. You're also not allowed to read their twitter accounts. Got it?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. You hungry?"
Chase nodded and plopped down on the couch and turned on the television, flipping through the channels to find Cartoon Network. Sammi rose up and went to the kitchen area, shaking his head.
One of them actually had the video up loud enough when one word actually hit Sammi's ears, the Sharpshooter sprang awake from his unconscious state.
Sex.
His green eyes opened, and sitting up, he could hear the giggling and rolled out of bed. Sammi was wearing his cargo pants, no shirt, and a silver chain around his neck. There was a subtle difference that trained experts would see in one arm over the other. One seemed to show atrophy from the lack of use while healing. As he didn't warn his son that he was up, he crept from the bedroom and into the hotel living room, where he saw a very luscious Lola on the screen talking about sex.
Now, normally, Chase was permitted to look at the promos. Mostly because the ACW had been overall family-ish and the censors usually blocked everything out. Plus the kid was ten years old and could handle just about everything. He looked a little younger than that, but that was something that just occurred to the kids in the family. They could handle things.
Except for this.
"Chase!"
Immediately, Chase's spine stiffened and the screen to that laptop slapped down on its rest and he spun around while rising, a guilty grin on his face.
"I was watching cartoons! You can't prove anything!" He pointed at his dad.
Sammi rubbed his face, not realizing within the last few hours of his game show that two very... provocative videos had been found by Chase that Sammi didn't have a chance to watch yet. As he made strides over to where the kid was and moved him over. Sitting down in front of his laptop, he opened it up and started looking over Lola's promo and raised a brow.
"Okay, I could handle you watching Sophie feed a tiger, because I know you aren't that stupid, but this is just insane. Anything else I should know about?"
"Nope." Chase rocked back and forth on his heels. His give that he was lying. Sammi pointed at him.
"What'd you hear?"
"Nothing!"
"Then what'd you see?"
"Um.. I plead the fifth."
Sammi smirked over at Chase then looked to the screen. Noticing a new video from Stevens, he snorted. That couldn't be it.
The video from Kaylyn, he clicked it open and just stared.... and stared.
"Dad..?"
Snapping out of his gaze, he looked to Chase, then the screen, then back to Chase and held out his hand.
"Your PSP. Hand it over."
"Oh come on! That's not fair!"
"You're supposed to tell me when you see things that aren't family-ish so I can block them out."
"Yea, well you were sleepin'."
"Did I ask for an excuse? Hand it over, boy."
Chase dropped his hands with a sigh and walked over towards his PSP and picked it up. The black case was handed over to his father, who then opened it up to make sure it was in there, along with the games. Zipping it up, he placed it in the pocket of his cargo pants and then blocked out the ACW site with password protection on the parental controls.
"Until further notice, you're not allowed to watch the stars anymore. You're also not allowed to read their twitter accounts. Got it?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. You hungry?"
Chase nodded and plopped down on the couch and turned on the television, flipping through the channels to find Cartoon Network. Sammi rose up and went to the kitchen area, shaking his head.