New Beginning.

"Why are you so pissed? And what do you mean whats up with me and Kelton?"

"You were so mean to daddy and he is always good to you! He needed us and you were there! And you havent talked to him...in....weeks since he moved in with Cade!"
Lance hadnt even said happy birthday...

"I've been busy, I'm sorry..." He sighed. "And I'm sorry about daddy too but you and Dev abandoned momma, I didn't wanna!"

"Maybe so but momma ruined the family...Least you could do was come say hi..." He sighed.

"Momma did not ruin the family." He snapped. "And I'm sorry..."

"He did too damnit Lance and you didnt give a fuck! You hurt Daddy! He is good to us all and your...OH." He growled.

"Dewayne just calm the fuck down. I'm sorry thats all I can say. Now are you in or not?"

"Fine, ill help but still, fuck you. Your horrible." Thats was all he had to say.

Lance rolled his eyes and grined.
"Yay! Now Brody you are in charge of keeping Beau distracted, Dev, you are in charge of keeping Brantley distracted."
"Fun fun." Devin grinned.
"Then Dewayne you tell daddy anything you can think of to get him in the guest bedroom. I will do the same with momma. When they are in there together, we shut the door, lock em in and done. They can't keep their hands off each other."

Dewayne nodded and took off his wedding ring, sliding up to his father and smiling.
"Daddy, come help me find my wedding ring, I lost it in the guest room...me and David were...you know."
"How do ya lose that while fucking?"
"Ah just do, come onn!"

Devin then went to work, challenging Brantley to a game of poker.
"Momma can you come and help me look for my wedding ring? I lost it in the guest room." Lance hummed
"How'd you lose it?" Chris raised an eyebrow.
"well Riley and I were-"
"Alright I get it lets go!" Chris laughed, walking off with his son to the guest room.

Dewayne had Dustin on the floor under the bed, his ass sticking out as he tried to find his sons lost wedding ring.
Dewayne pretended to be looking.

Chris walked in the room, saw Dustin and was about to leave but Lance pushed him further in, grabbing Dewayne and pulling him out quickly. He then slammed the door shut and locked it. He had made sure to get all the keys too so there were none in the room. Dustin couldn't break the door down either, after Alex having to break them so many time the man had said screw it and gotten all the doors reinforced.

Dustin had yet to notice, he was trying to damn hard to find a ring that wasnt even there.

Chris sure as hell noticed.
"Lance open the damned door!" He pounded his fist on the door. Lance peeked in through the peep hole, shaking his head no.

Dustin heard Chris, and banged his head on the bed trying to get up.
"The Hell? Lance! Open tha damn door or ahmma beat your lilly ass red!"

"Bye!" Lance jogged, off pulling Dewayne with him. Chris sighed and sat down on the bed in silence.

Dustin stood there, cursing like a sailor and pacing the room, refusing to look at Chris.
"Dem damn youngins!"

Chris's head was down, looking at his lap but there was a smirk on his face.
Still the same old Dustin...

"Ah swear ahma tan der hidea an ahma do et good! They should know better than this!" Dustin growled.

"I didn't think it was possible for you to get MORE southern..." Chris noted, amused tone in his voice. He kenw Dustin's accent was thicker when he was angry but still. It seemed much thicker than it used to be...

"Whell damn, those fuckin kids, ya shoulda beat their asses in mah absence, now thay dont listen damnit! An ah aint any more southern than ah used ta be, ahm jus fuckinf mad." He refused to look at Chris.
He couldnt...

"I do." He nodded. "They still get whippins Dustin..." He smiled softly, peeking up at the man.

"But it dont do no damn good!" He sighed, kicking the door.
"BRANTLEY! GET YAR ASS OVER HERE!" He growled again.
He couldnt take this..
Dustin looked good, he was sexy...fresh hair cut, clean shaven, big brown eyes...

"Will you calm down?" Chris sighed, standing and moving by Dustin. "I wont' bite..." He whispered.