Chapter 2

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Daryun was sitting in his living room, watching World's Dumbest Motorheads on TV. He was ready to see who the number five dumbest motorhead was, when he heard his cell ring. He looked at the caller ID, then swiped right to answer the call.

"Lyanna," he said. "When did you get in?" After hearing Lyanna's explanation, he continued. "That's great! He'll be happy to see you. Oh, you're already there? How is Arslan?"

"He keeps saying he's good, but I, and everyone else here, know he's not," Lyanna replied. "It's all that stupid Andragoras' fault my baby brother's sad on his birthday. That idiot just had to go and get himself arrested."

"Whoa, whoa," said Daryun. "Wait. Mr. and Mrs. Baris aren't back from Italy yet? I thought they were supposed to be back by today. And Andragoras got himself arrested? What the heck happened?"

Lyanna sighed, then began to explain what Arslan told her and the turtles. "Mom and Andragoras were at this comedy club one night. Well, the comedian starts making jokes about guys like Andragoras, then goes on to making fun of him. I know it was probably mean of that guy, but still. Anyway, after hearing that, Andragoras flies into a rage—totally Andragoras, am I right?—and beats up the comedian. Then the man—if you can call Andragoras Baris a man—throws a table out of one of the windows, where the table lands on a police car! Two cops were injured when that happened! Luckily, Andragoras got in front of a judge quickly enough, but Mom and Osroes don't think they'll be able to get Andragoras' sentence reduced to any less than two weeks. So now he has to spend time in an Italian jail, on Arslan's thirteenth birthday! This'll be the third one in a freaking row they've missed! UGH! I'm so freaking—!" Daryun could hear April's voice in the background, telling Lyanna to calm down, that she was scaring Shireen. Lyanna took a couple deep breaths to compose herself and got back to the phone.

"Damn," Daryun muttered after hearing the story. "I can't believe that; how freaking stupid does Mr. Baris have to be? I'll tell you something: That guy needs anger management ASAP. He's forty-three years old, and he's doing this crap."

"I know, right?" Lyanna replied. "I'm starting to wonder how my sweet baby brother and sister could've possibly come from that guy's gene pool."

"Lyanna," Shireen called to the teen on the phone. "Aren't ya gonna tell Daryun about Ars coming over?"

"Oh! Right! Thanks, Rena," Lyanna said. She got back to Daryun and told him Arslan was on his way to his place as they spoke. "Rena, April, the turtles, and I are gonna put together a kick-ass party for him. Maybe you could take him to a movie or something for a couple hours while we get the rest of the gang to help set up?"

"Sure, no problem," said Daryun. "I'm always happy to help my little buddy. So, where's the party going to be?"

"If the turtles can get permission from their dad, then we're having it at their place," Lyanna said. "I'll let you know."

"Cool," said Daryun. "Don't worry; you can count on me to keep Ars busy for a while."

"Thanks a bunch," Lyanna said happily. "I should be getting back to party planning. Later." She hung up, leaving Daryun just enough time to catch the number one dumbest motorhead, a guy from Sindhura by the name of Bahadur.

"Geez, that guy looks like an Orc," Daryun commented. "Good thing Arslan's not here yet; he'd surely have nightmares because of this guy." As soon as World's Dumbest Motorheads ended, Daryun heard a knock at the door. He went to the door and answered, seeing Arslan standing outside. "Hey, Ars! What's up?"

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