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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 20, 2007 0:17:16 GMT
Jack grins walking up the pathway to Hunt Manor, cigarette poking out of the corner of his mouth like usual.
Hunts and Speares/Tuckers/Owens and the rest of the family went way back.
But Maddie and Ian didn't need to know that of course.
"God, can it get anymore depressing here?" He chuckles, pounding on the door,"Oi! Scotty-Scott! Open the door you prat!" He laughs, bellowing for his old schoolmate.
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 20, 2007 16:58:12 GMT
"NO!" I roar from inside, hearing someone knock on the door and not bothering to get up and get it.
I wait for a moment or so to see if someone else was going to get it.
Then wonder if anyone else is actually home, deciding probably not, I haul myself from the moth eaten sofa and drop kick the book I'd borrowed of Cilla and had been attempting to read across the room only to smash a window.
"Oops..." I mumble, knowing there'd be hell to pay for that later, "Um...Rowan did it!" I declare loudly, before sticking my head out of the now glass-less pane and glancing sideways towards the front doorstep, "Lo Jack...wait...Jack?"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 20, 2007 21:37:51 GMT
"No, Mary Queen of Scots," He grins,"Hiya Scotty-Scott, you thought I was dead didn't you, you bastard?"
He laughs, pulling him into a brotherly hug as he did in the past,"You and my family as well, bastards all of you. God shall smite ye for doubt my amazing-ness." He laughs.
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 17:31:39 GMT
"Of course I did, you bellend," I laugh, hugging him back and whacking him on the back a little harder than was strictly necessary, just for good measure.
"Speaking of family, are you absolutely fucking insane? What are you doing here? You know what my rents think about you and your...um...you-ness. Lucky they aren't home."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 17:36:25 GMT
"Ow, fuck. Do I look dead to you?" He chuckles, rubbing the back of his head with his palm.
"Why yes I am insane thanks for noticing." He grins.
"Well I just had to come by and say, hello to my new inlaws." He grins again.
"Told you we were gonna be family one day, I told you Scotty but you just to me to shut the fuck up and pushed me out of my chair, bastard still haven't forgiven you for that."
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 17:39:33 GMT
"No, but you most definitely smell dead to me," I smirk, then the smile slips off his face, "Oh fuck, don't remind me. Know how pissed off they are bout that?" I jerk my thumb back towards the house even though no one was in there apart from Cilla who was probably lurking upstairs somewhere.
"Yeah, well, I was a violent child. I blame my upbringing," I grin.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 17:45:51 GMT
"Yeah, well your ugly." Jack laughs at his patheic attempt for a comeback the stops laughing aburtly,"Yeah, well my Aunt Viv's having a field day, saying that the family name will be restored or some other bollocks," He mutters darkly, jamming his fist into his pocket pulling out a cigarette.
"But hey, at least our cousins are happy right?" He says, putting the cigarette into the corner of his mouth.
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 17:50:26 GMT
"Oooh, king of the comebacks strikes again..." I laugh, then stop again.
I glance behind me again just to make sure I wasn't going to turn round and come face to face with my hag of a mother or something, "Seriously, they are so pissed it's not even true. I almost feel sorry for him. Soiling the family name with association with blood traitors or something," I glance at Jack, "No offense."
I sigh slightly and shrug, "Yeah, long as they're happy."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 17:55:18 GMT
"Fuck off you bastard." Jack grins slightly the stops,"Yeah, well they're going to have a load of shit to deal with, Malfoy's going on about the whole 'having a child out of wedlock thing'. And according to files I went picking through at the ministry..well let's just say Mini-Madds is gonna have some trouble come her way."
He grumbles."Hey none taken, we're still pure in the eyes of everyone else just not the uber pure ones."
"They love each other at least."
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 17:58:44 GMT
"Oh yeah, Eloise threw a fit about the out of wedlock thing. She even wrote to him. Never got a reply. Hope that was what killed her," I mutter, kicking a stone bitterly at my feet, "What? More trouble...don't think either of them could take that from what Cilla found out from Rowan who is the only one Chris tells anything of vague importance too. Could be wrong though...haven't said two words to the guy in a while."
"Uber pure...like uber cunts...the phrases go hand in hand," I force a weak laugh, "And yeah, I guess. Head over heels 'corrding to Row."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 18:04:17 GMT
"Oh so old hag finnally kicked the bucket then? Good riddance to her then,"
He sighs,"Trust me they've had to go through a lot from what I've heard but this takes the cake." He mutter pulling out a crumpled piece of paper, and holding it up,"According to this, Maddie's married."
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 18:09:44 GMT
"Oh yeah, she got sick so me dad finished her off. You know things work in this family..." I trail off and take the piece of paper, "Hmm...this can't be good..." I squint at the paper, but can't quite make it out, "Dude...really can't be good..."
"Meh, I need a smoke, come in and tell me bout this," I say, stepping back into the house through the broken window.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 18:15:46 GMT
"Yeah, I know man." He nods.
"Yeah, one of those damn arranged marriages Maifoy put her through the bastard." He grumbles following him inside."Dude, you all really need to remodel."
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 18:19:04 GMT
"Tell that to Rowan and Chris and that mudblood girl they brought here cos she's got no where else to go or some other shit, they're problem now, not mine," I mutter absently, taking a joint out of my pocket and sheilding the end with my hand so I could light it properly.
"Who's the guy then?" I ask, voice muffled slightly, "And how long it been for?"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 18:24:23 GMT
"Aw, Scotty man, I thought you quit that." Jack scolds, smacking him round the back of the head.
"Depends on which file your looking at, bastard's tried to marry her off to three guys, that Jerami guy, some other prick I don't know or one of the LeStrange brothers."
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 18:27:47 GMT
I shoot him a glare, rubbing the back of my head, "My life, not yours."
"Yeah, which one actually went through though. Heightington is still going strong and most definitely not married, thought one of the Lestranges was marrying Black, and pretty damn sure the other was gay with Rosier but that might just be my opinion there."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 18:33:15 GMT
"Whatever, digging your own grave prick." He responds,"Not sure, the whole thing with Heightington got called off last minute, yeah, Sirius' sult of a cousin is going with one of them, I thought that too so your not alone, so it's probably the one I forgot his name then."
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 18:36:39 GMT
"Just remember to bundle up my coffin then," I reply, "Cold down there."
"Damn," I mutter, scratching the back of my head awkwardly, "Definitely not good."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 18:41:38 GMT
"I'm gonna make sure they bury you nude just to spite you." Jack laughs then snaps his fingers."AVERY!"
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 18:44:36 GMT
"Only cos you want a chance to see the pride and joy before I get burried," I smirk, then shudder, "Euk, Avery. Could be worse though...could have been Rookwood."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 18:50:28 GMT
"Oh please, and I'm the one with the ego Scott?" Jack laugh,"It can get worse then that, it could have been Black, Regulus, not Sirius."
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 19:05:35 GMT
"Yeah, you are. My ego is minsicule compared to yours."
"Black, Sirius or Regulus all the same to me. 'Cept ones on my side, ones on yours. Both reasonably twatish in my opinion. So, what's she can do bout this whole marriage thing then?"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 19:10:46 GMT
"That's not all of yours that's minicule compared to mine."Jack smirks.
"Yeah, they both can be a bit of asses, and I'm not sure she even knows. And I'd rather not be the one to tell her or her boyfriend."
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 21, 2007 19:14:52 GMT
"Oh, you wish," I reply, pulling a face at him.
"Yeah...that's good...no telling, right. Keeping my mouth shut...unless he pisses me off again...nah, I'll just beat the shit out of him. And I hardly know her so she won't hear it from me. Keeping quiet, keeping quiet..." I take a drag on my joint and blow smoke away from him, knowing he hated it, "Got it."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 21, 2007 19:25:37 GMT
"I don't wish, I know." He smirks.
"Yeah, just if you see Avery around, we gotta keep him away from them. Heard that they're going off to Paris for a few weeks, so that's helpful."
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 22, 2007 16:06:39 GMT
"Oh? And how would you know that? You spy on me, don't you, you fucking pervert?" I accuse, grinning.
"Wait, wait, Paris?" I ask, "Oh that little bugger, he could have at least told us he was clearing off and leaving us on our own here. What about the mudblood girl? She's gonna get crucio-ed to shit if he isn't here to stop them, Row probably too. And he's supposed to be takign charge of the skank-...I mean, Eloise's funeral. Little bastard, I'm gonna beat the shit out of him when I see him next."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 22, 2007 17:06:26 GMT
"Fuck you man," Jack laughs shoving him slightly.
"Yeah, they've been having troubles and I dunno what happened, one minute they're going on about how they hate each other and are falling out of love and shit and then I get 'We're going to Paris'. I'm like fucking hell? That cousin on mine mate." He shakes his head.
"Yeah, not sure what they're gonna do, probably doing that whole 'spur of the moment thing' I suppose." He shurgs,"Like fuck I know what goes through MJ's mind."
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 22, 2007 17:10:09 GMT
"Yeah, I know you want to, but please control yourself," I smirk.
"Wow, talk about turbulant relationship. I didn't even know they were having a rough patch...I should listen more. Or eavesdrop at any rate."
"Speaking of your cousin, she doesn't know shit about the whole family history thing, does she? You know, the whole Tucker/Owens/Speare and Hunt family going way back until some fucker decided the whole of your lot were unworthy or something."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 22, 2007 17:16:38 GMT
"Go find some fag to shag, twat." He laughs.
"Yeah, how do you think I find these things out? Go up to her and ask? Fuck no, I get the whole 'Mind your own business Jack Alan or I'll be forced to kick you in the groin'." He shudders,"All I know is she turns out at Charlie's crying about how she's fucked up and done with him and crap."
"Er..she doesn't? She should, god damn that memory of that girl. Blondes." He scoffs jokingly."I can't believe she doesn't remember, spent good three years here with all you, then again your cousin doesn't remember either does he?"
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Post by Scott Hunt on Sept 22, 2007 17:20:43 GMT
"I'll pass thanks," I reply, "Yeah, I caught something of the same drift. Sat outside for ages talking to Cilla, didn't hear much but if he was talking to Cilla something must be wrong. No one talks to Cilla." I snort.
"Nah, he doesn't have a clue. You'd think they'd remember maybe something, but nope. Swear that kid should have been born a blond too."
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