Poprocks & Coke (a JFK / Lee Harvey Oswald Fanfic)

9: The Hangover

After their wedding reception, Jack and Lee thanked everyone for coming to celebrate their special day. Robert and Bobby loitered around for a while before finally giving in and heading home, leaving the newlyweds on their own, as they started to descend upstairs to their shared bedroom to sleep as it had been a long day, but a special long day. Mundane Monday rolled around, the day of the week that everyone despised, especially Jack and Lee, the weekend over and back to being President and Vice-President. Alarm ringing. Head pounding. The hangover beginning to creep in, not the greatest way to wake up to first thing Monday morning. And just as the day couldn't get any worse, Bobby burst through the door of Jack and Lee's room startling the pair waking them up in immediate confusion. Why does my idiot brother have to burst through the goddamn door, like a raging bull? What the hell is his problem? Thought Jack as he was of course not expecting to be woken up by "Bobby the Alarm Clock".

"Bobby, what the hell? Why are you waking us up this early?" Complained a half-asleep, hungover Lee as he squinted his eyes to look at the clock to check the time... 07:15.

"Why not?"

"Because we've both got hangovers if you didn't already know,"

"Well, that's your problem, not mine,"

"Just shut up, and get us painkillers will you?"

"Fine," Bobby said with an irritated sigh, he's got way more better things to do than play doctor with his brother and brother-in-law. He returned with what they wanted, and said:

"There you go, now will you two get up, once you've had them?"

"Thanks, Nurse Ratchet,"

"Fuck you guys," Bobby says walking out of the room in a huff.

"What the hell was his problem?" Asks Jack

"I don't know, he seemed very determined to wake us up... Asshole,"

"Yeah, he's an asshole but he's my little brother, so nothing I can do about that, sorry, Lee,"

"We might as well get up, unless we want to face him again,"

"Although, I would like to sleep in all day, I do have 'important' meetings to go to both inside and outside of The White House, so yeah that's what's happening today so far,"

"What about me, what do I get to do?" Asks Lee feeling left out.

"You can come with me, if you want, because I'll probably need you there anyways,"

"Why? Where are we going specifically?"

"To the Trade Mart, in Dallas again,"

"Oh, no. Not there again,"

"Why not?"

"Because people hate me for what I did to you, Jack,"

"Well, they're obviously assholes, because I of course don't hate you, because I forgave you for what you did,"

"Thanks, Jack, I love you,"

"Love you, too,"

"What time are we leaving?"

"Eight,"

"Damn, so we've only got twenty-five minutes, great!"