Summer Belchies

Summary: When a neighborhood fire destroyed nearly every restaurant in Ocean Avenue, the Belchers decided that going away on vacation to work for summer café's while their restaurant undergoing in repairs is in order.

Disclaimer: This is fan fiction. I own nothing.

"Oh Bobby I can't believe we're going on vacation!" Linda sang with joy as she packed up the final inner tube and handed it to Bob, who took it and strapped it on top of the car along with their other luggage.

"It's not really a vacation, Lin." Bob couldn't help but correct her as he finished tying up the straps and climbing into the car as soon as he was done. "The street fire mayhem on Ocean Avenue nearly destroyed the entire restaurant."

"Including the house." Louise piped in, already seated at the back of the car with the rest of the Belcher children.

"Which had my framed Matt Damon letter in it!" Gene pitched in as well.

"I still can't believe it took him 8 years to write you back." Tina said to Gene, remembering how Gene's 11 year old self waited in agony for Matt Damon to write back.

"Well it was worth it." Gene said with satisfaction. "And they say a restraining order doesn't count as fan mail." He scoffed in disbelief.

"Gene, it doesn't count as fan mail." Bob said with a heavy sigh.

"YES IT DOES!" The middle Belcher child insisted, as Bob muttered "Oh my god" under his breath, starting up the engine before he started to drive.

"Oh hush Bobby." Linda pouted, refusing to let her excitement be affected. "What are you going to do while the construction workers are fixing the restaurant along with the rest of the damaged ones? Make burgers in the street?"

"I just think we're wasting our time heading out somewhere else." Bob explained. "I mean, I have to work in a beach café with a salary lower than the ones we have and—"

"Like your salary isn't already low." Louise snickered.

"—plus we're staying at my cousin Vanessa's beach house, and you know she's in a cult." He finished, ignoring Louise's comment.

"Speak for yourself." Gene said, sharing his mother's refusal to let his summer fun excitement be ruined by reality. "I'm going to go to the beach every day and learn to surf." He said proudly.

"And I'm going to go with him to point and laugh." Louise grinned. "Plus I can't wait to scare swimmers and pretend to be a shark."

"Awww how nice." Linda cooed, glad that her babies were quite excited. "Well what about you Tina? What are you going to do for the week we're staying there?" she asked.

Tina, who had been quiet for quite some time didn't answer. Her thoughts elsewhere as she rested her head against the glass window of the car. A solemn look appeared on her features as she thought about the restaurants that were damaged. Their restaurant was only partially damaged, which meant the repairs would be quicker than the rest of the ones that were completely burned down. One of those unfortunate places was Jimmy Pesto's Pizzeria.

"Hey Tina cheer up." Louise said to her older sister, knowing full well how dramatic she can be whenever something ruined her chances in spending time with Jimmy Junior. "Besides, Ollie and Andy told me that they were staying at Sand Flea motel, so it's not like they're in another state or anything."

"Uhhhhh…." Tina groaned, practically feeling her heart pooping its pants as the crushing blow of not being able to see Jimmy Junior for a week bothered her. Normally, she wouldn't mind spending time with her family, but she could have sworn that for the past few months now, they were closer than they were. For one thing, Jimmy Junior actually invited her to watch a few of his dance practices, which should bother anyone else since it took 8 years for the boy to ask her to come along. Still, in Tina's heart, it was a win.

"Tina honey, after that fire incident, Jimmy Pesto was so upset that he practically dragged his sons to head out. He didn't want to show anyone his face after the fire ruined his restaurant." she explained.

"You mean he didn't want to show his face to me." Bob interjected as he made a turn. He suspected that Tina didn't mind being away for a week, it was the fact that she didn't get to say goodbye. He knew his daughter lived for romantic moments, and probably hoped for a kiss before they left, something he didn't even want to think about. He had nothing against Pesto's son himself, but he refused to be linked with that…that…that…soap dish.

"Bobby!" Linda scolded, shooting him a glare.

"Well cheer up T." Gene said. "A little R and R would be good for you. Who knows? You'll probably find something better."

"Like seahorses!" Linda said excitedly, which instantly made Tina feel better.

"OR SHARKS!" Louise cheered.

"Don't forget speedos!" Gene reminded them.

The word speedos echoed in Tina's mind. She lifted her head from where it rested against the glass window and a few scenarios instantly played in her mind. Boys with speedos, their delightful bodies being surrounded by seahorses dancing under the sea as the tight and wonderful material kept their package and their butts in place.

She left out a soft moan. Speedos were a gift from heaven. Her heart sang at the fact that she could scope out tall muscular men who were wearing them at the beach. The outlines of the butt aroused her to no end.

Yet somehow, her fantasy of butts were interrupted as the tall muscular lifeguard in her mind shifted to Jimmy Junior. Of all the butts in all the places in all the world, nothing to compare to his.

"NOOOOOOO." Tina groaned once more as Linda exclaimed excitedly that the Belchers have arrived at Tankini beach town.