Babysitter's Club

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[catchacold]

This is why you mean the world to me. Rawr.

I mean, he might actually get a free ride, if he's good enough. Who knows. I think Axel's encouraging him to apply to the music schools.

[boilover]

You cute bastard.

I think he should, he's talented. I'd ask him to join my band but he plays the flute. Not very band-y, you know? Also my band broke you. You shot my lead guitarist. And I sold my drums.

[catchacold]

Ain't I just.

Your band's hell. Although I asked and apparently Hartley plays a lot of instruments.

[boilover]

My band was amazing. All our songs were about sex and beer.

Apparently Axel played the drums when he went to school. I rock a bass. Maybe I can get the band back together.

[catchacold]

What, you want to sing about sex and beer with your precious Hartley? That I'd love to see.

[boilover]

Well... maybe when he's older.

But then I can't play those songs cause Teddy might here.

Fuck :( band over. Dead. RIP Hot guy and the Matchsticks.

[catchacold]

Aww, you can have a more PG band, I'm sure. I believe in you.

Are you free on Friday? You can take Teddy along.

[boilover]

It's best the band dies.

I should be. Where am I taking Teddy Friday?

[catchacold]

House viewing.

[boilover]

What?

We can't afford a house.

Do you mean a house for Axel to crash in? Like a group house? Cause I really don't give a shit.

[catchacold]

I can afford the down payment.

Though I'm disappointed in your lack of interest in looking for Axel's group house.

[boilover]

Fuck off, seriously? No way.

Eh, I never cared much where he lived, as long as it wasn't here.

[catchacold]

I had a lot of luck and mostly I got a lot of skill. We can afford something reasonably nice with a garden.

Axel might be there.

[boilover]

Fuck... is this money traceable? We ain't gonna get our asses kicked for it, right? Cause this is Teddy we're talking about.

... aww, fuck.

[catchacold]

You trust me, Mick, don't you? I don't mess up. I especially wouldn't mess up with Teddy. It's clean. We'll get it in your name and all. All legal.

Come on. You said it, Hartley's good for him.

[boilover]

If you think you can, I'll trust you. It'd be nice to have a bigger place. Hartley and Axel barely fit on the sofa and we're getting mould again.

Fine, the kid can stay. As long as he's good.

[catchacold]

So, you're ready to come house viewing with me? Just tell me what specs you're interested in, so I can narrow down the choices.

He'll be good. He wants to belong somewhere.

[boilover]

As long as it's got no damp, a room for Teddy and a garden, I'm happy.

Fine, he can. He's not bad, I don't hate him. Despite what he thinks.

[catchacold]

What, no wishes of your own? Such a dad.

He reminds you of you too much.

[boilover]

I'm thinking practical. I'll worry about me when I can afford better. I just need a job and some investments.

Does not. I was never a whore!

[catchacold]

You're no fun to spoil.

But you were angry and destructive.

[boilover]

Fine. Get me a place I can barbecue.

Look how many people I hurt. I wouldn't have trusted a dumbass like me around Teddy or Hartley.

[catchacold]

There's my Mick. I have a few options with a nice terrace and the like.

You think Axel's gonna hurt Hartley?

[boilover]

We'll have a look. See which one Teddy loves the best.

Probably. Like you said, he's not that different from me.

[catchacold]

You've never hurt me, Mick.

I hurt you plenty.