That Family- Episode 2

Another Curtain Call

"Jakob!" Sierra walked out of the kitchen. "I need to get dressed. Watch Will and make sure he doesn't die,"

"Is there a worse person you could give that job to?" Pig asked, sitting in his food bowl.

"Maybe the talking feline with no opposable thumbs?" She countered.

Pig glared at her. "At least you wouldn't have to worry about me trying to kill the chef,"

"I can't kill him," Jakob sighed. "I can't have blood on me when Dovie gets here,"

"Yes, because that's the only thing wrong with that plan," Josh called from the living room.

Sierra handed Jakob a wooden spoon and ran up the stairs. Jakob walked into the kitchen, and saw Cassie sitting at the breakfast bar, and Billy and Sylas slaving over the stove.

"Hey," Jakob nodded at his sister.

"Hey," she snapped back.

Billy glanced over his shoulder. "Are you guys going to apologize or something?"

"That's not how it works," Sylas informed him.

"How does it work?"

Cassie looked at Jakob. "Next time you freak out like that, your ass is the grass, and I'm the lawnmower. Got it?" Then she walked out.

"Sure," Jakob nodded, handing the spoon to Sylas. "Wait a second, where the hell did you come from?"

"I was here yesterday," Sylas told him. "Kallie and I moved here a few days ago,"

"Oh... Okay," Jakob nodded, as if this all made sense.

The front door opened. "Hi everyone!"

Billy glanced up. "Is that your girlfriend?"

"No," Jakob furrowed his brow. "My girlfriend is french," he went and peeked out the serving window, into the dining room. "Oh shit. It's Emma,"

"Do random people just walk into your house on a regular basis?" Billy wanted to know.

"They never lock their house up," Sylas informed him. "It's their thing. If you want to come in, the door is always open. They love people here, and they're willing to help everyone. But if you fuck up, you won't be allowed in again,"

"In other words," Jakob glanced at him with a menacing look. "You could've used the door instead of the window," then he walked out, to greet the new arrival.

Sylas glanced at Billy.

"I'm guessing you've heard," he sighed, moving a pot off the eye, and transferring another into it's spot.

"That you climbed through the window?" She asked "Yeah. That's why Jakob hates you. In his mind, you've already messed up. He thinks you were trying to rob them. And to him, you shouldn't still be here, because you shouldn't get a second chance,"

"Honestly, I'm wondering why I'm still here, too," he admitted.

"Because you're a good dude. I can tell," she patted his shoulder. "Were you trying to rob them?"

"No," he chuckled. "I didn't even know they'd moved in until I was already in the house. I thought it was empty,"

"Than why did you come through the window in the first place?"

"That window's lock has been broken for years, but the rest of the openings have always been locked up tight. I've been in this house a million times before these guys moved here,"

"Why?"

"I was... looking,"

"For what?"

Billy hesitated, then turned away to rinse out a pan. "Maybe answers," he shrugged. "Maybe myself,"