Second Oldest ~ Shameless

Father's Day

It was morning at the Gallagher house, and Gwen and Debbie were pressing their ears against the upstairs bathroom, as Fiona walks out of her room.

"Still in there?" She asked, referring to the lady, whom Carl rented Frank's room out.

"Yeah." Gwen nodded.

"You told Carl to bring in money for the winter squirrel fund." Debbie reminded her older sisters.

"We didn't tell him to rent out Frank's room." Fiona scoffed, as she put away some dirty laundry.

"Dad rented it first to that Chinese lady."

"The minute you guys start following Frank's examples, is the minute I put a gun to my head." Gwen said.

"How did you expect Carl to get cash?" Debbie asked.

"I don't know, I would've expected something like pick-pockets." Gwen shrugged.

"She moved her stuff in after you left for work." Debbie informed as they heard metal groaning from the bathroom, meaning the lady was finished with her shower.

"You know what time Lip got home?" Fiona asked. Ever since finding out about Karen's pregnancy, Lip has been staying out and coming home late, and sleep during the day.

Gwen shook her head as the bathroom door opened, revealing a woman with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth as she held her towel up with her elbows, covering her front side, but sadly not her back.

"You need a new razor." She said as she walked back into Frank's room, while Debbie and Gwen shielded they're eyes from her back side.

"Eww!" Gwen and Debbie cringed.

"He rented the room to a hooker?" Fiona asked, quietly, once the hooker shut the door and the three sisters entered the bathroom. Gwen saw it was her razor the hooker used, and cringed as she grabbed some toilet paper and threw it in the trash.

"Gross." She muttered in disgust, before grabbing her toothbrush.

"Carl said she works checkout at the Jewel-Osco." Debbie informed, "That's why they call her 'Double-Bag Bev.'"

"Trust me, Debs, that's not why they call her that. And she doesn't work there." Gwen said as she started brushing her teeth.

"Carl!" Fiona shouted as he and Little Hank walked up the steps.

"Hi, Little Hank." Debbie greeted, smiling with her toothbrush in her mouth.

"Hey, I want her out of the house, now." Fiona told Carl.

"$75 a week." Carl shrugged, as he and Little Hank went over to the wall and he took down the painting hanging there, "We'll charge a buck if peek."

"Ten if she's working." Little Hank grinned as he was about to drill a hole into the wall.

"Whoa! Whoa! No! No peepholes!" Gwen exclaimed as she grabbed the drill from Little Hank, as Fiona headed to her room to answer a call.

"Who's she talking to?" Debbie asked Gwen, referring to Fiona, as they finished up brushing their teeth.

Gwen shrugged, "It's probably either Adam, or Richard, the Jasmine set-up guy."

"Hey, knock it off, little man!" Gwen said as she snatched the tool out of Carl's hand as he tried to poke a hole into the wall.

"Got any Vagisil?" Bev asked, as she poke her I head out of Frank's room, "I've been scratching under the hood all night."

Gwen cringed at that image as she grabbed some Vagisil, "Didn't need to know that." She informed Bev as she threw her the Vagisil, and Bev caught it and shut the door behind her.