Thread: A late arrival (attn: jtm 02-22-10

JTM wakes from another long and hectic day time slumber. He has banged the alarm clock twice now for interrupting his one night of peace…he hopes. He then hears knocking on the door.

“Who the fuck is here now?”

He slowly staggers out of bed sitting on the frame rubbing his head to clear some cobwebs. More knocking.

“I’m coming. Fucking hold your horses!!!!”

He gets dressed grumbling, expecting another knock possibly could tip him over the edge, but no more happen.

“Goddamn motherfuckers, you need to know what a fucking timetable is. And you better have an appointment!!! Shit!!!”

He staggers to the fridge, a vamp determined to get his routine in tonight before biz. He pulls out the first beer he can grab, then closes the door. He hurriedly comes into the living room looking directly at Barbie in her new corporate secretary attire.

“Were we expecting anyone, Barbie? Uh huh Uh huh.k.”

He smiles nodding at her, setting the beer down on the coffee table.

“That’s what I thought. Goooood Barbie.”

He cracks his knuckles before opening the door smacking his fists looking directly at Alec as the first thing he sees. Smiling at him evilly, he quickly grabs him and moves Alec inside his place.

“Where the fuck you been, Alec!! You’re WAY late!!!! Get the fuck in here!!!”

He shuts the door, pushing Alec down hard into his couch, making sure he doesn’t hit Barbie or his coffee table either.

“Park it!!! Barbies cover your eyes and ears. You don’t want to see what’s in store for good ol Alec, (chuckling) Here…here’s your gift!!!!”

He grabs Alec’s valentine for Lydia’s party from his coffee table (alacrity), then proceeds to shove it down his throat.

“Choke on that bitch!!!!”

He then pulls out his bat smacking it in his hand, smiling evilly at him.

“Now maybe this’ll get it through your damn Gio heads. I’m sick and tired of you guys thinking you can walk all over me by being late or NOT EVEN showing up at all. Alec, convey a message to your sister Sophia, will ya. Same goes for you.”

He then points the bat at Alec, staring down poking him with it.

“(poke)This… (poke harder )stops…(poke harder)right (poke and stays on his chest) NOW!!!, got it? If either one of you calls me to be somewhere, you better be (poke) there on time (poke harder), from (hardest poke) NOW on!!!”

He then sits down on the coffee table, bat out at him.

“Now you better think about this next question long and hard before you open your trap, cause my patience is wearing this (hand signal) fucking thin with you and Sophia. What’s this texting shit to me about somebody fucking with my cows and my stocks. Take your time, Alec. I’m waiting.”

Alastair clears his throat as he stands up, "What in the bloody hell are you talking about? The last time I said I was going to meet you, you were the one that was late or did you convieniently forget about our meeting at the mansion?"

Alastair walks around the couch nodding to Barbie as he places the couch between himself and JTM.

"Secondly Sophia is my cousin not sister and I am as pissed off at her as you are she is nothing but a fucking problem and I wish someone would get rid of her."

Alastair pops his knuckles not trying to hide his anger as he removes his sunglasses for the first time in JTMs presence.

"As for what happened on Saturday thats an interresting turn of events, maybe you should talk to Lydia. Afterall she knows why I did not attend her party I was a little preoccupied with a piece of wood that was shoved into my chest. At that point in time I had your stocks then maddy was in my head and I dont know what happened with me after that until the stake was removed. Maybe you should talk to Lydia or maddy maybe they can tell you what happened to my staked self and you can find out about the envelope. As for your fucking cows when the hell did you get cows? I did not see any when I pulled up."

Alastair walks over to the door and opens it to leave turning back to JTM as he is leaving. "If this is what I am to expect when You tell me to stop by after I talk to the prince than I will tell ya what, go take a nap or find a hooker. Then call me when your in a better mood and we will talk."

Alastair shuts the door, then walks to his car. Mumbling to himself again before he gets in the car and speeds off.