The Gallagher Twin || Shameless

1.9

Fiona snuck Steve into the vacant Gallagher house.

"I think they're all asleep." She smiled, pulling him in for a kiss, when all of a sudden Frank turned on a light, causing Steve and Fiona to jump.

"Gotcha." He said, deviously. He crossed his legs and arms as he was sitting on the new washer. "Who's been eating my porridge?" 

"Hey, dad. This is Steve." 

"Oh, no, no, no. We met before, but you weren't exactly-"

Frank started banging on the top of the washing machine, and slid off it. He drunkenly walked up to Steve. "How much do you weigh?" He asked

"I don't know." Steve hesitated.

"That would fit me." He said, circling Steve.

"You can just ignore him. And you move." Fiona stated, pushing Frank away.

"You know what? I'd better let you get to bed. Um, but thanks. It was nice." 

"Yeah." Fiona smiled.

"Nice, right?" Steve said, walking towards the door, before Frank jumped in front of the door.

"No, no." He said, revealing Steve's keys that he had stolen.

"Who paid for this?" Frank slurred, leaning on the washing machine. "Hm?" He said, walking into the living room, holding Steve's keys in the air.

"What the hells he on?" Steve asked Fiona.

"Uh, he thinks he bought ecstasy... but the only dealer he gets credit from is a schizophrenic."

***

"It's not a case of whether or not I agree, it's a fact. If I were a single parent-" Frank argued.

"Aren't you a single parent?" Steve cut in.

"Yeah, but if I had tits... they would double the money. If you're a guy, they don't wanna fucking hear it."

"No, I get it. It's prove you're looking for work-"

"He's on disability." Fiona scoffed.

"Yeah? For what?" Steve questioned.

"A tragedy, really. I gave my life to that company." 

"You worked there a week." Fiona chuckled.

"What happened?" Steve asked.

"Slaughterhouse, poultry. Dangerous work. Doing my job, unsuspecting, when out of nowhere... I am slammed in the ribs by a headless flying chicken. I was lucky, it almost missed me. And what do I get for my pain and suffering? Followed around by a video camera. Where's the trust, Steve? The sacred bond between employer and employee. Gone, Steve. It's gone." Frank ranted, taking shots.

"How's a guy supposed to work, hurt, with kids?" Steve asked.

"Hello. Thank you. Exactly."

"Yeah." 

"Excellent. Excellent. And her mother... god rest her soul."

"Dad, stop it." Fiona said, hitting Frank.

"She better be dead, that bitch." 

"Cut it out!" 

"Four-month-old baby, 14-year-old girl, just had her appendix out... 11-year-old Lip, 10-year-old Ian and Grace... a 7-year-old, a 5-year-old, and- ohhh! And a Dodge Astro van." Frank yelled.

"No."

"Calypso- yes, calypso blue. What's the one thing that we needed? One word. One thing."

"Sterilization?"