All Night Long (Olympus Drive Chronicles)

Time: 19:00

Trevor

"I brought you your eggrolls, where are your parental figures who are responsible for feeding you?" I ask, holding the take out boxes out very disdainfully to Red who accepts them eagerly. Ev bounces at his side. I swear I've never seen that kid not in motion.

"I don't know. My dad just said to stay home and he isn't answering his phone and more importantly he didn't pick up the eggrolls," Red says, unconcerned.

"What?" I ask, "Where's Phoenix?"

"I don't know. BetterDad isn't answering his phone either. We thought maybe they were getting food but they never came back with food so we called you---"

"So they're both missing? All right just---stay here all right? I'll have a look round." Round where, Trev? You're on the closest thing you've been to a date in months and having an actual good time and your garbage adopted family members decide to go fucking missing.

"Where?" Red asks, "They're not answering their phones. That's how I personally find them."

"Understood---did they take anything with them?"

"No, BetterDad's violin was sitting out and their phones are gone that's it," Red says.

"Right," so they didn't intend to go missing. "I'll look--- just stay here and call if anything odd happens all right?"

"Cool," Red says, just happy to have food. The kid is not strictly smart. I like him, he's fine, he's just not at all smart. I think him and Ev have like two braincells between them and Ev has possession of the braincells at all times.

"Thank you Uncle Trevor!" Ev cries bouncing. They're listening to FallOutBoy. That is not appropriate music for an seven year old I don't think but I'm not parenting said seven year old so I suppose I'll leave it. I have more issues tonight.

"Looks like the game's afoot," I say, getting back in the car.

"Henry the Fifth?" she says, smiling a little.

"Thank you so much for not saying Sherlock Holmes," I say, grinning as well.

"What's going on?"

"So they're sort of my adopted brothers, except they're married to each other so they're not brothers---whatever ----they are missing. Their son and cousin are home alone hence me being asked to bring food," I say.

"Missing? They're adults right?" she asks, confused.

"Yeah, they're my age or something like that---anyway, they aren't answering their phones for the kids, and the plot thickens because Axel called me earlier asking if I'd spoken to his husband---I said no because I hadn't, now he's not answering at all," I say.

"Do you want help finding them?" she asks.

"I'd appreciate the company, before I summon my parents," I say, "I'm not sure what I'm going to do though. They don't have a car so we could drive around a bit. I just don't get where they've gone."

"That's strange," she says.

"You sure you wouldn't rather I dropped you off someplace?" of course my rotten family drama is interfering with an otherwise nice evening. Of course it is. This is exactly what would happen to me. I shouldn't even be surprised.

"No, I'm happy to help. You helped me," she says, quickly.

"Not much, but all right. Let's at least go to the nearest park, maybe they went jogging there or something? On the longest night of the year I know—"

"Shit, it's the solstice," she says, putting her hands to her face, "I wasn't thinking."

"What?" I ask.