A messed up family

Dinner

TW: Emetophobia
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The Aftons made it to Applebees, which is where they were eating. The restaurant opened not too long ago, so this was their second time eating here.
"Hello welcome to Applebees! How many?"
"Uh.." William looked at his wife as a sign for her to do the talking. Ella sighed before saying,
"We're eating with someone by the name of Henry Emily."
"Emily, Emily Emily..." the lady mumbled looking for the table where they were seating.
"Oh! Ok then follow me!" She took them to a table towards the back.
"Will! You're here!"
"Indeed I am!" William replied. The kids went before the parents, because they were sitting at a booth. Ella sat at the end, who was next to William, who was next to Michael. Michael was next to Sammy, and Chris was sitting next to Sammy. Next to Chris was Charlie, who wanted to Sit with Elizabeth so she sat next to Charlie and Henry. And at the other end of the table was Emilie, Henry's wife.

Michael was a bit annoyed that he had to sit next to his father, but he didn't want to sit next to all the little kids, even though he still was.
"Can I get a kids menu?" Michael asked his father.
"Why?"
"They're fun. Plus I'm only 11! I'm not a full teen yet." He crossed his arms.
"Fine." William said. The waiter walked up to them giving them menus. At first she gave Michael an adult menu, but after asking he got a kid one. The waiter gave the crayons to the kids and walked away, waiting a bit before coming for drinks.
"Find out what you want to eat before you do anything." Henry said, looking at the kids. They all circled the foods and drinks they wanted before coloring on the menu. Chris was coloring when one of his crayons rolled on the floor.
"Wa- No!" He yelled. He stared at the crayon before looking up at Michael.
"Michael can I borrow one of your crayons?"
"No!" He snapped back. "Ask Sammy he's right next to you."

"But Sammy doesn't have the color I want!"
"What Color do you want?"
"Yellow." Michael looked on the table for a yellow crayon and saw Elizabeth had one. So he sat on his knees and reached over the table to grab her crayon. He grabbed it, and Elizabeth yelled,
"Hey! That's my Crayon!" Michael stuck his tongue out and handed it to Chris. Chris grabbed the crayon and started using it.
"Uncle Henry!" Elizabeth screamed, "Michael took my Crayon!" Henry sighed.
"Michael.."
"What? Chris wanted it, yell at Chris!" Michael yelled back in defense.
"Chris give me my Crayon back!" Elizabeth reached over in an attempt to grab the crayon. Which only made Chris mess up his drawing but broke the crayon too."
"Chris!!" Elizabeth squealed. Chris held the crayon in shock.
"Daddy! Chris broke my crayon!" Chris whipped his head at his dad on the verge of tears.
"I'm sorry daddy! I didn't mean to! I just wanted a yellow crayon and Michael got it for me-"
William held up his hand as a motion to stop talking.

"Shut up about the crayons. You can just get new ones." Elizabeth sat quietly as she processed what her father said. Chris was about to cry and Sammy realized that. Sammy patted Chris's back. Chris slightly smiled. Chris set the broken crayon next to Elizabeth and left it there. Then they ordered their drinks and got some new crayons. Michael got his Mountain Dew and started drinking it. He drank a lot.
"Michael, don't drink too much. You'll hurt your stomach." Henry said. Michael let his mouth drift away from the straw and he pushed his drink away. All the other kids got juice except Chris, he got milk.
"Hey Charlie!" Elizabeth said, "We should draw our dolls!" Charlie nodded and grabbed a crayon. She started drawing her doll character and Lizzie drew hers. After a while Lizzie exclaimed,
"I'm done!" She pushed the menu towards Charlie. "It's Baby!" Charlie looked at it and smiled, nodding her head. She showed Lizzie her drawing.
"This is Puppet." She said pointing at the drawing, who had long spindly limbs, a big smile, squinty eyes and purple tears.
"She looks a bit scary.." Charlie looked back down at it.
"Yeah she kinda does.." she sat for a moment before practically yelling, "Dad! Look!" She reached over Elizabeth to show Henry the drawing.