One Shots

Family Game Night (Kellic & Family)

Are the properties on American monopoly different to the UK? I dunno I'm just doing what I know.

~

Kellin's POV:

"I'm banker!" My youngest daughter, Ana, shouted.

"No fucking way! You always cheat, dad tell her she can't be banker." This time it was my son, Max.

Ahh, family game night. After Vic and I had an argument a few months ago we decided that this family was falling apart and we needed something to bring us back together, creating family game night. What an absolutely horrific idea. It always ends in arguments and tonight will be the worst. I can feel it.

"First of all, no swearing. Secondly, if you are going to argue then I will be banker." Vic took the money and properties placing them on the table next to him. Monopoly. Whose brilliant choice was this? Vic's. He is obsessed with monopoly, I told him we can't play it with the kids because it will end in an argument but he wouldn't listen.

"Fine." Ana grumbled, slouching back in her chair. Ana is defiantly the worst, she is only six but she has a serious attitude problem and a very short temper. Vic loves tell me how much alike the two of us are but she defiantly gets her temper from Vic.

"Hey, where is Tara?" I asked noticing the absence of our eldest child.

"She will be in soon, she went to the garage to get snaks." Vic answered as he finished setting everything up.

"No she isn't!" Max exclaimed.

"Shhhh!" Ana hushed him.

I looked at Vic before turning my attention back to the kids giving them a suspicious look. "What's going on?" I asked curiously.

"Nothing. Right Max?" Ana said. I looked back at Vic to find him walking out the room probably to go find Tara.

"Max, you know you have to tell me if your sister is doing something wrong." I sent him a glare. Max is ten and he is defiantly the good little boy, despite the fact he has a huge potty mouth, he loves to be a snitch which is great when your daughters are always up to something.

"She is sneaking out." He said, receiving a slap from Ana.

"You idiot! Tara said no sweets unless we keep them distracted for the whole night! Now I won't get any!" Ana whispered harshly, though I could still hear.

"Vic!" I called out.

"She's at it again, Kells!" He called back.

"It's cool, I got the back." I replied jumping into action. Tara loves to sneak out which is extremely inconvenient. I wouldn't mind her going out to parties and having fun, she is seventeen after all. But she goes to parties with this guy, Jaime, and he is defiantly not good enough for my baby.

Knowing the usual procedure, I head out the back door and stand outside her window as Vic makes his way upstairs.

"Shit.." I hear Tara mumble as she starts to climb out her bedroom window. When she reaches the bottom I grab hold of her shoulder and stop her from leaving the house.

"Not tonight, sweetie." I tell her, dragging her back into the house. I guid her into the dining room and sit her at the table ready to play the game.

"Where the hell were you planning on going dressed like that?" Vic asked. She was wearing a sheer baby pink dress with very visable black underwear.

"You look like a prostitute." Max commented.

"Yeah, one that no one would pay for." Ana added.

"Alright, alright, that's enough. Let's just get on and play the game." And with that we began the game.