Shameless / Sandor Clegane

17. Set it on Fire

Is It Over Now? / Ned Stark out now!

"I'm the maid of honor at your fake wedding and I didn't even know you had a brother." Fiona demanded.

"There's a reason for that." Kevin grumbled.

"He busted out of prison... Last night." Veronica agreed.

"What was he in for?" Davina questioned.

"Aggravated assault, larceny and arson." Veronica answered.

"Arson? Who we talkin' about?" Lip questioned.

"V's brother." Davina answered.

"Oh, is that like a sibling-brother, or just a black guy brother?" Lip questioned.

"You remember the fire at the Curves in the mini mall?" Veronica questioned. "That was him. He loves setting fire to things and he hates women. It was the perfect storm. He's nuts." She declared. "No, I'm serious. He's nuts. He came at me. I had to fight my ass off. Then, one time, I'm having a brew, he came up to me, he's all, "Ass cunt fuck!" on me." Veronica declared.

"Is he retarded?" Fiona questioned.

"I wish." Veronica muttered. "Tourette's coupled with bipolar disorder and a drinking problem."

"He's a shrink's wet dream." Davina mumbled.

"What are we gonna do?" Fiona questioned.

"Kick his ass back to prison 'cause if there's one person you can always count on to really fuck things up, it's Marty."

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"Where are Carl and Debs?" Davina questioned peering around.

"Are you supposed to be helping V and Fi?" Ian questioned.

"Yeah..." Davina agreed slowly. "They dont need me for this part. Fi is the maid of honor." Lip cocked his head. "Yeah I know I'm the responsible one. Come on you can see if Kev needs help."

"You see the dress?" Sandor questioned.

"Yes, its red." Davina agreed. "Sexy little thing too."

"I asked Renly your size." Sandor admitted. "It's weird he knows that and I dont."

"Well you are usually taking dresses off..." Davina reminded him.

"And i'm going to enjoy thake that off too." Sandor assured kissing her nkeck.

"Children present." Lip remarked clearing his throat. Davina rolled her eyes.

"Karen. Need I say more?"

"It's a real pretty dress, Roni." Marty remarked. "It'll burn nicely with all this taffeta."

"Oh, Jesus." Veronica ran to the bathroom door and yanked at it uselessly.

"You send me back to jail, this dress goes up! This house goes up! We all go up!" Marty warned playing with a lighter.

"Marty? Marty, open the door. Open the goddamn door!" Veronica demanded slapping a hand against the door.

"You're not getting married without me."

"He's not doing anything." Kevin offered.

"He's sitting in there lighting a lighter." Veronica hissed. Kevin's eyes went wide.

"Oh, my God, he's gonna burn the house down." Kevin realized.

"This is what he did at Granddaddy's funeral. Gutted out half the hospice." Veronica remarked.

" Maybe we should call the cops." Kevin suggested.

"Kev's right. The house goes up we're not gonna be able to get him out of there." Fiona  offered.

"You want me to call cops on my own brother?" Veronica debated it. "It's always been like this. Nobody else could ever be the center of attention. It's always got to be about him.... You should be in a nuthouse!"

"What's going on?" Lip questioned coming up to Carl, he stared in the window from outside the bathroom he stood on a ladder a smirk on his face.

"Veronica's brother locked himself in the bathroom." Carl remarked.

"Veronica has a brother?" Lip countered.

"Oh yeah, meant to tell you that." Davina agreed. "I found out today. He's a psychopath."

"He's threatening to burn the place down. Cool!" Carl declared. Sandor's eyes went wide. He took a step back, he was a brave man but some thing were burned into his mind, that fear was still burned into him and he would never like fire.

"He saying that he's gonna light both the dress and the shit-sack house on fire." Carl went on.

"What's a shit-sack?"

"All I wanted was to own my own home and maybe some small kitchen appliances for your, for me, for our home... Maybe some kids someday." Veronica admitted.

"I thought you didn't want to have any kids." Kevin countered.

"Based on what?"

"You saying how much you hate 'em." Kevin offered.

"Yeah, other people's." Veronica agreed. "But I might not mind having a baby Kev runnin' round."

"A little "tomorrow person"?" Kevin said dreamily.

"What?"

"That's what I call little mixed-race babies: Tomorrow people. Little people of tomorrow." Kevin answered.

"Dav I..." Sandor hesitated.

"Go on." Davina assured. "Actually everyone, come on, if he makes true on his word I dont want of you blowing up. Lets go." Davina decided.

Davina dropped the kids off and moved to sandors. He was getting his dad a beer when she came in.

"Look at you letting yourself in." Sandor teased. "Pops you remember dav? From next door. Davina Gallagher?"

"Shit head family," korge barked.

"Charming as always Mr Clegane." Davina answered. "You okay San?"

"Yeah just fire and me dont get along." Sandor offered softly.

"I can only imagine." She agreed.

"Gregor whos blood is on your hands?" Sandor barked seeing his brother come in.

"None of your fucking business." Gregor shouted back.

"Fucking hell," sandor grumbled. "At least tell me you didnt leave a corpse in the front yard?" Sandor peered out to see a moaning groaning man bloody and broken. "Gregor! We got kids on this street. They dont need to see that!" Sandor demanded.

"Carl would probably like it." Davina admitted.

"Not the point." Sandor countered kissing her. "Come on-"

"Grab your stuff for the wedding. You can get ready with me." Davina offered. He nodded heading upstairs and grabbing his tie nicer clothes. He didnt have too many reasons to wear the clothes he had to wear daily while being a glorified babysitter to youtube royalty but now he was excited to look the part for his girl.

"Remember when we were little, and you'd always tag along with me, wherever I went? I always looked after you, didn't I, Marty? And do you know why?" Veronica questioned through the door. "Because I'm your big little sister and I didn't want you to get in trouble, because I love you.And that's why I want you to go back to prison. But you know what?" Veronica waited for him to say something or smell smoke. I've been thinking about my wedding, and you know something? You were right... 'cause my wedding day wouldn't be my wedding day without my little big brother there. In fact, I'd like you to be the one to give me away." Still he said nothing and concern filled her. "Marty?

"You mean it?" He questioned opening the door.

"Cross my heart." Veronica agreed. Marty smiled back at her. ""Come here, you little nut." They grabbed him holding him down.
You bitches! You bitches lied to me!" Marty shouted in outrage. "I'm gonna burn down your cocksucking, fick...!"