Double Trouble: Chapter 56

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Chapter 56

Danny’s head popped up as Darrin walked into the room. When he realized that he wasn’t being rescued by one of his parents, he dropped his head into his hands. Darrin shot him his best disapproving glare before sitting down beside him to wait. He glanced around the room and decided at least the furniture was adult sized. He found a copy of some home and garden magazine that had been left for the poor parents to flip through while they waited for the principal.

The inner door opened and a very puritanical couple came through followed by a boy whose nose didn’t look the best for wear. The parents both looked offended as Darrin watched them exit the office over the top of his magazine.

“Danny, Mr. Anderson, come in please.”

Darrin motioned Danny to lead the way and followed him into the principal’s office. They sat in the plastic chairs that looked exactly the same as they had years ago when he was in Danny’s position. The only sound in the room was the principal flipping through a file in front of her. After a few minutes she closed the folder and looked first at Darrin before locking her gaze on Danny.

“Well, Danny. You’ve had quite a day. And it looks like you’ve been a good student before now. So what brought about this sudden attack of hooliganism?”

Darrin bristled at the inference that Danny was, of course, in the wrong, but he let it go…for now. Darrin tried to listen to the canned speech the principal was giving Danny, but he wasn’t as focused as he should have been.

“Don’t you agree, Mister Anderson?”

Ah, crap. If I’d known there was going to be a quiz I would have paid attention. I’ll just have to punt and hope for the best.

“Danny, you shouldn’t go around punching people in the nose. Violence doesn’t get us anywhere.”

“Exactly. We have a zero tolerance policy here, so I’m afraid you will be expelled for the rest of the day.”

It took all of Darrin’s will to not look at his watch, but he was fairly certain there was less than an hour of school left. He wasn’t going to question the almost nonexistent punishment. Danny, unfortunately, wasn’t as good at seeing loopholes in administration speak.

“But, the day is almost over. Does that mean—“

Darrin leaned forward and cut Danny off as he extended his hand to the principal. “Thanks, ma’am. We will certainly talk with Danny and make certain this doesn’t happen again. We are all terribly upset by all this. Thank you for your time and attention to this issue.”

By the time he finished he had Danny up and headed for the door. The principal followed them and announced loudly.

“Thank you for your attention to this issue, Mister Anderson. As I said, we have zero tolerance for fighting and deal with it quickly and appropriately.”

Darrin nodded as he opened the door. “Yes, of course. We certainly agree.”

Danny seemed determined to say something, but Darrin guided him by the shoulder out of the room. They escaped into the hallway and found Mark cornered by his parents. Their poses reminded Darrin of vultures over a carcass. They glanced up and shot he and Danny a glance that would have vaporized them in any science fiction movie. He spun on his heel and headed for the opposite doors with Danny in tow.

They made it to the parking lot and Darrin gave Danny a slight push toward the passenger side of the pickup. He didn’t feel like either of them were particularly running, but both wanted to be away from the school. Darrin relaxed once they were on the road to home.

He glanced toward Danny to find his eyes locked on the road ahead of them. He waited for a minute before realizing Danny was hoping to escape the lecture that was coming. Darrin knew that trick and had no intention of letting the incident go.

“So, you punched that guy?”

“Yeah, he had it coming.”

Darrin thought about the principal’s light punishment. “What did he do?”

“He was picking on my friend, Brandon.”


“Yeah. He’s gay.”

Darrin pulled to the side of the road and stopped the pickup’s engine. “He’s gay?”

“Yeah, he’s gay. Mark was making fun of him. Then he called Brandon a fag and I punched him.”


Danny looked at Darrin with a very mature expression on his face. “I’m not gay.”

“Okay. You can—“

“I’m bi. You know. Bisexual. I like girls and guys.”

Darrin fought back a smile, but knew this was a serious moment for Danny. “That’s fine with us. How do you feel about it?”

Danny shrugged and finally turned to Darrin. “It’s good. But I’m not going to take crap from people.”

This child must be Trent’s.

“I agree. You shouldn’t,” Darrin said.

“Am I getting punished?


“What is it?”

“You have to feed the chickens tonight.”

Danny stared at him for a moment. “I do that anyway.”

“Oh, really? Imagine that. Well you better take care of the chickens.”



“If he messes with Brandon or me I’m going to punch Mark again.”

Darrin studied Danny for a moment. “I’d kick him in the nuts.”

A satisfied smile came over Danny. “That’ll work too.”

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Double Trouble: Chapter 55

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Chapter 55

Danny looked over the huge pile of cheese fries on the plate between him and Brandon. The burger was juicy, hot and running down his hand. He had to be careful to keep it from splattering onto the fast-food table and his white shirt. But when he looked down, there was a splotch of grease right above one of the snaps on his new western shirt.

“Damn it.”

Brandon glanced at Danny. “What’s wrong?”

“I got shit on my new shirt. Mitch is going to kill me. He said I’d never keep a white shirt clean. And I’ll be damned if the first time I wear it, I get stuff on it.”

Brandon moved beside Danny and peered closely at the stain. He backed away and nodded. “I think I can get that off. It’s just a little grease and they have a bottle of the soap for dissolving oil in the art room.” He became more quiet. “If that’s okay with you.”

“You think? That would be great. I really don’t want to hear all the ‘I told you so” jabs from my grandpa.” He fussed at it for another minute before the rest of Brandon’s statement. “What do you mean? Why wouldn’t it be okay?”

“Danny, you know I’m gay? Right?”

Danny studied him for a minute, not sure if he wanted to laugh or panic more. He saw the dark shadow flow across Brandon’s face. The smaller guy started clearing his stuff from the table. He never met Danny’s eyes. “I need to go study. I guess I better go. I’ll catch you later.”

Danny shot across the table and grabbed Brandon’s hand. “I don’t care if you’re gay. That’s great so far as I’m concerned.”

Brandon studied him. There was no question that he wasn’t certain if Danny could be trusted. He knew he had to make a choice, and he decided on the side of the guys in the white hats.

“Look, my sister and I have two dads. We kind of have two grandpa’s too. Mitch and Darrin saved our dads.”


He nodded, trying to will himself with the rest, to push it past the knot in his throat. When it did come out, it was louder than Danny intended. “And I’m bi.” Now it was Danny’s turn to brace for a reaction.

Brandon made several attempts to say something and then sat back and studied Danny. “At least coming out wouldn’t have been a big deal.”

“I haven’t told anyone. Bi is kind of…odd.”

Brandon’s jaw dropped and he stared at Danny for several minutes before he began to laugh. “I guess it doesn’t matter, coming out is dramatic for everyone.” Without any hesitation he moved closer and looked at Danny’s shirt. “Yeah, we can get that out. Your grandpa won’t even be able to tell. Come on.”

Brandon started cleaning the table and after a moment in a daze, Danny pitched in to help. He turned to Danny and motioned to him. “Come on, it’s not going to just float out, we need soap and water.”

He followed Brandon into the bathroom and stood watching as he worked soap and warm water into one of the thick brown paper wipes. He stepped close, pulled Danny’s shirt tight, and began scrubbing it. After a minute or so he tossed the wet mass of paper towel into the trash and grabbed a clean one. He worked back and forth between wet and dry towels until the spot was gone.

“There, done. Stick it under the hand dryer for a minute and it’ll be fine.”

Danny glanced at his wet shirt and then back to Brandon. He felt a little self conscious as he held his shirt under the warm air. A few minutes passed and he decided it was dry enough. He checked it out carefully and then smiled at Brandon.

“It looks great! Thanks so much.”

Without giving it much thought he grabbed the smaller boy and gave him a hug. At that moment, Mark and Kyle walked into the bathroom.

“Oh, Jesus! The fags are making out in the bathroom. They’re probably waiting for—“

Danny drew back and punched Mark directly in the nose with all the power he could get from fourteen years of farm hardened muscle.

Mark fell to the floor screaming, blood gushing from his nose. Brandon turned to him with a huge smile on his face.

“I’m sorry you’re going to get in so much trouble, but you just made my year.”

A crowd of teachers swarmed them, asking them a barrage of questions. But Danny couldn’t seem to wipe the smile from his face or deny the sense of satisfaction that filled him.


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Double Trouble: Chapter 54

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Chapter 54


Danny was waiting at his locker, waiting for Kyle. His heart skipped a beat when the slender young man came into view. Danny wasn’t quite sure how he felt about Kyle. They did all kinds of things together and if it were up to Danny they’d do more. But now, he was just waiting to have lunch with his friend.

He noticed another guy walking beside Kyle and apparently cracking jokes since they both kept bursting into laughter. They stopped at Kyle’s locker and stood talking. He waited for Kyle to say something to bring him into the conversation, but they never seemed to notice Danny. After a few minutes, Danny decided his friend could at least tell him if they were going to eat lunch together or if Danny was on his own. It’s no big deal. I mean, he just needs to tell me.

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Last 100 words For Aerie – Dec 10

Getting closer, in the final scene. Here’s your 100 words.

Fortunately for all of them, Tayi was keeping the fledgling busy this morning. He was about to lose patience with Dhala when Askari walked into the room. “Why are you cleaning, Dhala? You’re no longer Sibin’s Saat.” Askari winked at Sibin. “Let the slob clean up after himself. There was talk among the old women that he ran off his last Saat, and regretted it later.”

Sibin snorted but then stopped short at the expression Dhala was giving Askari. He stood frozen for a moment or two and his lips drew into a thin line, all the time staring at Askari.

“What? Why do you have that look on your face? Askari asked.

He stood judging Askari for another few moments. He finally exhaled a trembling breath. “I saw him, Askari. In the Misiq camp.”

“Are you certain? He doesn’t look that—“

“No. I’m certain.”

Sibin interrupted the pair. “What are you talking about?”

Double Trouble: Chapter 53

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Chapter 53

Danny twisted his lips as he made his way down the isle at the western store. In the past his dads took him Christmas shopping, let him pick out something for everyone and then they paid for it. But this year he wanted to get everyone something. And he’d decided he wanted to pay for his own gifts. He’d managed to save a few hundred dollars from the money he was paid hauling hay for his grandpas. At fourteen it wasn’t as if he could drive himself to town. A small ornery grin crept across his face. Actually he could have drove into town, he’d been driving around the ranch since he got big enough to reach the pedals on the old standard pickup. And recently, well a guy needed to have wheels sometimes.

But if he got caught he probably wouldn’t be driving until he was eighteen.

“Can I help you find something, sir?”

The deep voice rattled Danny. When he turned, he stood for several moments slack jawed at the young man who had talked to him. The black felt hat, crisp western shirt and starched jeans—he was what Danny wanted to look like. When he shot Danny a toothsome smile, his heart started pounding. The guy standing in front of him made Danny feel like a little kid. He had to be at least sixteen or seventeen. The guy lifted an eyebrow and smiled at Danny.

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Last 100 words For Aerie – Dec 8

The battle is over. They characters are starting to take inventory of whatever is going on, and who is left. The rough draft is also at 59,000 words. Close to a novel. I’m working on the outline for Gordy and Sam’s story too. I guess that’s enough for today so here’s your 100 words.

She stared at each of them in turn until they dropped their gazes to the ground. Then, with a sigh, she turned and retreated to the back of the room and the inner passageway with barely a whisper of sound. At the top step she paused and cocked her head. “My son is coming. He’s going to need help landing without crashing into the cliffs too. He feels exhausted.” Without a backward glance she disappeared down the passageway.

Askari and Sibin stared at each other for a few moments before they both heard a low cry that had to belong to Dhala. They scanned the sky, trying mightily to spot the flyer. Their breath quickened as they strained to see their friend, their mate.

Runner-up Rainbow Award Winner

12348067_1174925609208186_43252085009555681_nSorry, no 100 words tonight. I’m too busy celebrating. Celebrating what you might ask, good question! Obsidian Sun won Runner-up in the Gay Fantasy category of the Rainbow Awards. I could of course reacted with great dignity. Bull crap, there will be jumping around and grinning like crazy while I enjoy the moment. I think there is ice-cream and chocolate in my very near future!

Last 100 words For Aerie – Dec 6

The rough draft for “Aerie” is getting close to finished. I think a week at the most. For those of you who read, and enjoyed, “Wrangler Butt” I’m putting together an outline to write about how Gordy and Sam first met. I think it should be a fun read.

Oh, if you haven’t read Wrangler Butt and decide to. It has a ton of grammar and POV issues. And a ton of sex scenes. First time writing, what can I say. So you’ve been warned, but there is a link to it in the “Novels, Novellas and Short Stories” link on the left. I guess that’s enough for today so here’s your 100 words.

He knew he was much less damaged than was Sibin. The Misiq had almost beaten him to death. When he’d checked the mobility of his chest muscles, he quickly discovered that whatever healing Dhala had done, and he couldn’t recall clearly, had him back from the brink of death, but many days from healed. 

But when Dhala had worked through similar exercises, it was as if he hadn’t been through a battle the previous day. None of them had wanted him to go, but soon realized he was going to do a scouting flight, whether they wanted him to do so or not.

Sabin resigned himself to a few fast lessons on performing a change, and navigating the skies without making himself into a giant green target. The first few changes back and forth left Dhala shaking, but he picked up the intricacies quickly.

Last 100 words For Aerie – Dec 5

Today Obsidian Sun received a second Honorable Mention today at the Rainbow Awards. That’s pretty exciting to me! Otherwise it’s been a good writing day. Have my word count done early and will edit on the Wednesday Flash for next week…right after I go to work for a few hours. There’s always something happening. But nothing that serious, and it’s a bright sunny day outside anyway. So here are your last 100 words for today.

“Is something wrong, Sibin?”

He paused for a moment before shaking his head. “Not a problem. It’s just…”

“What? The last few days have not been gentle on any of us. If Dhala has a problem we wish to know. Now.”

Sibin seemed startled for a moment and then shook his head. “His scales are very hard. Much harder than mine. He could probably deflect arrows.”

“He did repel arrows when he came in to save you.”

Sabin nodded his head slowly but then seemed to come to a realization. He looked at Dhala and smiled. “You shouldn’t have any trouble. A tough set of plates never hurt anyone.”

Dhala nodded his head slowly and Askari felt as if he could detect a vein of fear pulsing through him.

Last 100 words For Aerie – Dec 4

Friday, finally. But Dhala and Sibin are trying to survive while Luke and Nash are going into heavy edits. (don’t worry, two different novels.) So here are your last 100 words for today.

He reached down to Dhala’s forearm, and it was as if he’d touched stone. Cold and ungiving. He tried to pry them apart, but there was no yielding. It was as if Sibin was encased in a iron ball, keeping everything out, and everything in. He and Tayi mored more forcefully as fear filled them like a dry stream bed during a summer downpour. Strain as they would, they had no results. He even prodded at Dhala’s injuries, hoping the pain would break through the spell…nothing.

There was a faint gasp and he realized there had been an observer for quite some time. He glanced to the edge of the flickering light to see Jua holding a waterskin of water.

The fledgling swallowed hard as they turned to him. “Are they dead? Are Dhala and Sibin gone?”