-JannaKalderash- Of course she did. She wants Jesse to stay.
Guest- Oh he will. LOL Yep unless he wants the police called on him.
By the time Danny picked up dinner, it was already 9 in the evening much to his had been stuck in traffic for hours to the point where he feel asleep, woke up, and still found himself in traffic. He thought he was going to stay there forever. At least he could expect a slightly more empty household when he came home. Hopefully Michelle came to her senses and stopped this "Jesse must stay" nonsense. Once he arrived home, he was delighted to see there were zero boxes on the lawn. Yes, they had finally done! He whistled as he walked up the driveway and took out his keys to unlock the door. As soon as he opened up the door, the whistling quickly vanished as soon as he saw his sister-in-law on the couch. As soon as she saw him, that shit eating grin he hated so much appeared on her face. To make matters worse, Michelle was wearing one too. He mentally swore. Something was up and it wasn't anything good.
"Rebecca, what are you still doing here?"
"Because she's staying!" grinned the child to the point where it looked as if it were about to fall off her face. He gulped.
"Oh really?"
"Yep! I'm stayin'," smirked Rebecca. "It's the law. Thank god Michelle found out for us."
"Bullshit!"
"Danny don't swear!"
"Fuck, cocksucker, cunt, ball fuck, and shitballs! I'll do whatever I damn well please!" he shouted. "Now tell me what kind of dumb law says you squatters can stay?!"
"The one that says that you have to give us a three weeks notice before we can be evicted from our home!"
No way. No fucking way! Danny ran as fast as he could to the phone and called the police department. Just as he feared, Rebecca was right. So that meant they had to stay...at least for a little while longer. Danny felt like burning the house down with them all in it. Michelle, that little clever bastard, had found it out and doomed him to another 3 weeks of Jesse and his fuckers. He went into the kitchen while Michelle and Rebecca stayed in the living room, giggling probably at his misery and defeat. Over the TV, one could hear dishes breaking, Danny beating on the walls, and cursing so loud you could hear it in another state. The neighbors were probably thinking he had lost his damn mind but he didn't care. He had. Once he was done, he didn't bother cleaning up the mess. He just sat down and ate his food. All that destruction had made him hungry after all. DJ and Stephanie ran downstairs to investigate the noise and found that the kitchen had been destroyed.
"Geez, dad, what happened down here?!" exclaimed DJ.
"Your aunt and sister happened!" he said before taking an angry bite out of his burger. "I can't believe this. I was so close! So very close!"
"I know. It sucks." said Stephanie sighing. "They're still moving out though, right?"
"Yeah after the three weeks notice."
"But that's so long from now!"
"Blame Michelle!"
The next few days were slow as hell as well as annoying. The twins ran around the house playing and acting up as usual. Danny believed either Jesse and Rebecca still hadn't learned their lesson about not trying to control their children or encouraged it to get back at their brother-in-law. He believed the latter the most considering he had attempted to throw them all out and Jesse and he had fought. It sure seemed like it as Jesse read the newspaper in the living room and Danny had to dive many a time to catch any of the decorations and vases in the home that the children brushed past while running around or from tossing a ball and hitting something. Danny felt like throwing a temper tantrum on the spot. He was tempted to trip one of the little boogers every time they ran past him. At night, it was worst. The twins and even fucking Michelle were up late partying because they weren't leaving. It was on the second night after the moving out situation. Danny had locked his door and just gotten into bed went he heard the sound of some cartoon booming from the tv dowstairs followed by laughter from his youngest daughter and his nephews.
"Michelle!" he yelled downstairs. "Turn that TV down!"
Michelle either didn't care or couldn't hear her father as another burst of laughter from her reached his ears. He stormed down the stairs and yanked out the plug. "Hey we were watching...!"
"I don't give a shit!" he shouted throwing down the cord. "Go to bed and I better not hear this damn television on again Michelle Tanner!"
He left out of the living room and jumped into bed only to hear the tv right back on. He swore and went downstairs. "MICHELLE! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP YOU LITTLE..."
"Michelle went to bed," said Rebecca as she popped a piece of popcorn into her mouth.
"Mind turning it down?" He knew what was coming next as soon as it came out of his mouth. Just as he suspected, Rebecca made a retort.
"Sure as long as you don't mind me telling everyone at the station about how you nearly tossed out your family over some little shit."
"Little?! I'll show you li-..." Danny cut himself off and just shook his head. As much as he wanted to ring his sister-in-law's neck, he knew what would happen. He'd get his ass thrown in jail for assaulting a woman and Jesse'd kick his ass for doing it. "You know what? You can do whatever you want, because you wanna know why? You're still getting out of my fucking house eventually and when you do, I'll throw the biggest party you're never going to see. And I won't ever see your annoying, bitchy mug ever again!"
"Fuck you too, Danny Tanner!" she threw the TV remote at him though Danny managed to dodge it. "You breaking up this family and your daughter's heart because you're a damned fool!"
"I'm not the one who can't control my children!"
"Like your kids haven't done anything bad!"
"They've done some crazy shit, I'll admit but it was tame compared to your demons!" he pointed at the tv. "Remember the time Nicky nearly got himself killed cutting the cord to that TV? Or the time they broke the old tv because they were mad Stephanie wouldn't turn let them watch Spongebob? You didn't do a damn thing when they broke the TV! It was no desert that night but I saw both of you give it to them anyways!"
"Don't act like we don't try with them!"
"Oh you do try...to help them on the road to being criminals!" he rolled his eyes. "Look I don't have the time to explain what shitty parents you two are."
"I'm not the shitty parent!"
"Like I said, I don't have the time," he rubbed his forehead. "At least have the courtsey of turning it down for the niece that was brain washed."
"Oh you mean Stephanie?"
"No Michelle," he corrected her. He yawned and headed upstairs, mumbling about how much he hated Rebecca.
Te next morning, Danny woke up to the smell of something burning. Thinking it was the twins again, he sprung out of the bed and made a grab for the fire extinguisher next to his closet. He ran downstairs and burst into the kitchen. Without even a second though, he started spraying everyone and everything.
"Dad, stop!" cried out Michelle. It was only then when her father stopped what he was doing.
"Where's the burning coming from?"
"It was just me and you ruined it!" she pouted. She held up a plate with a grilled cheese sandwich on it. It was badly burnt.
"You scared me!" he frowned.
"Good!"
"Hey now young lady! You know you're not suppose to be cooking without adult supervision and don't talk to me like that!"
"I had to! I was helping Nicky and Alex with...uh something."
"Oh? And what would that be? Annoying me?"
"No." That was her only answer before tossing the sandwich away.
"What's burning in here?" Stephanie yawned as she walked into the kitchen. "The twins again?"
"No, just your sister," he sighed. "Just go get dressed and I'll make breakfast. And Michelle, you better not ever...and she's gone."
Michelle had long since gone after Danny had turned his attention to Stephanie. He had a feeling Michelle would be going through an early rebellion phrase considering all that had happened. What the hell could she have been doing for those two anyways? Whatever it was, he'd find out before it burned his house down with all of them in it.