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Altho this is not the first story I have written this is the first story I've posted, yay! and I LOVE reviews! Encouragement and constructive criticism.

Okay so this chapter is just a funny thing that I wrote as a one shot but I later decided to put it in as part of this book. Please just read the first and second chapter, I promise that it gets better as it goes along.

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(Disclamer. I don't own any of the people in this story:( but if I did that would be AWSOME!)

Alex Pov…

I was standing in the airport waiting for the payphone when I saw a mother and her five year old son waiting in line to get a cup of coffee.

"Mommy," the little boy whined.

"Yes honey?" She said looking at him.

"Why do we have to wait? I want to go to the front!"

"Because its not our turn," she explained.

"Why are we waiting?" He asked.

"Because I need my coffee."

"You always need your coffee! Your like a big coffee machine that drinks way to much! So now I'm gonna call you Coffee Machine!"

"Quentin! its not nice to call people names!" His mother chastised.

"Coffee Machine. When can we go?" He complained again.

"Quentin," she said in a warning tone." He sighed.

"Fine."

The exchange made me think of a time nearly eight year ago I had with Ian and Jack.

3rd Person…

"LET ME GO YAH BIG FAT MELON!" Came a cry from in the kitchen.

"Alex, get down from there right now!" The cry was also from in the kitchen but this time it was an older female voice.

"NO! NO I DON'T WANNA!"

"Alex!" Just then Ian Rider walked in to a scene no one wants to after that long of a day. Jack Starbrite with her bright frizzy red hair a mess, was holding on to the leg of Alex, Ian Riders seven year old nephew who lived with him. Alex, in turn was trying to climb up the wall and was currently hanging onto the fridge door.

"Whats going on here?" He asked. Jack sighed and let go of Alex's foot letting him scamper up to the top of the fridge.

"He has some crazy idea that he's Spider Man now and won't go to bed." She said exasperated.

"Big fat melon?" he asked.

"I was cutting a water melon earlier and he said it looked like me. I told him that it was very rude to call people names, but apparently it backfired on me and he won't stop calling me a big fat melon," Jack explained.

"How long have you been trying?" Ian asked.

Jack sighed again. "An hour."

Ian nodded. "Impressive," he said before walking out the door to his room so he could change his clothes.

"Wait Ian, you aren't going to help me!" She yelled after him.

"You can do it." He replied calmly.

"Ian!" He chuckled and continued to his room. Jack turned away from Ian knowing that no matter what she said he wouldn't come back until he felt like it.

"Alex now!" She yelled.

"HAHAHA! I will now kill all my enemies and save New York from this evil threat!" Alex said while throwing a bag of bread down at Jack.

"Alex stop!" She yelled. Ian smiled as he heard a crash from in the kitchen.

"Hey Alex have you killed the evil threat yet?" He called from where he now sat in the living room.

"Not yet but I'll get her!" Alex yelled back.

"Ian you're NOT helping!" Jack yelled. Ian chuckled again and went back to his newspaper.

"Mwahahaha! I will vanquish this vile threat! Mwahaha!" There was another crash as Alex jumped from the fridge and landed on the counter just to knock over some dishes onto the floor.

"Hey Alex look." Jack said holding out a candy bar. "Don't you want some candy?" Alex looked at the candy then at Jack then to where his room was.

"No! Spider Man will never get bribed!"

"Hey Alex look. I'm going to put this candy bar right here and then I'm going to turn around and count to ten," she set the candy bar down and turned around.

"One. Two. Three. Four. Gotcha!" She spun around to see Alex with his hand on the bar. Jack reached out to grab him and barely missed as Alex once again jumped onto the fridge. Alex started Laughing historically at the look on Jacks face. He unwrapped the candy and stuffed it into his mouth, then threw the wrapper at Jack.

"I win!" He yelled at her around a mouth full of chocolate.

***One Long Hour Later***

"Alex I'm going to count to ten. Then your going to come down here and go get in bed." Jack said as calmly as she could.

Alex made a show of thinking about it then picking up a piece of the shredded plastic bag next to him tore it in half and calmly gave her his answer.

"Um, let's see. Nope!" He said and dropped the piece of plastic bag. Jack went into the living room and plopped down on the couch opposite Ian. Ian quickly put on a show of reading his newspaper but it was quite obvious he had been listening to the events in the kitchen the whole time.

"Well some help you are," she grumbled. Ian smiled and got up.

"Watch," he said. He walked into the kitchen to see Alex with the cookie jar in his lap and crumbs all over the counter and him.

"Alex. Come over here and then I'll go and read you a bed time story." Ian said kindly.

Alex looked at him and cocked his head to the side.

"Nope," he said and threw a cookie at his uncle.

***Thirty minutes later***

Thirty minutes later Ian went out of the kitchen covered in egg, flour and some unidentifiable things. Jack stifled a laugh.

"What happened to you?" She asked. He looked at her to tired to even care.

"Don't ask," he said simply. Jack shrugged.

"What do you want to do with him?" She asked. Ian thought about it for a second before smiling.

"Leave him," he said.

"What," she said.

"Just that, go home and come back in the morning," Jack shrugged.

"Okay," she said and started for the door.

"Wait Jack," Jack turned.

"Yes," she said.

"How much sugar has he had?" Jack shrugged.

"Who knows." She said before walking out the door.

Ian sighed. "I'm really going to enjoy a shower," he muttered as he headed to the bathroom. He winced as there was another crash from in the kitchen.

***Morning***

The next morning Jack and Ian walked into the kitchen to a sight that would strike nightmares into any OCD person. Alex was lying the in the middle of the kitchen with broken dishes candy rappers and an empty cookie jar. Alex was passed out in the middle of it all. Jack and Ian looked at it all in disbelief. Ian snapped out of it first and walked over to Alex and picked him up.

"Have fun," was all he said before making a quick stop to drop Alex off in his room then grabbed his brief case and headed for the door. Jack was still standing there gapping at the huge mess.

"Who knew a seven year old could make such a mess," he heard her mumble before he quickly went out the door.

"Please don't let that happen again," he said to no one in particular.

***Reality***

"Hey, mister. It's you turn for the phone. You okay? Hey! It's your turn for the phone, you in there?"

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