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

15: The Investigation of Grumpy Uncle Bobby

After a while, Harvey got bored of being in The Oval Office with Lee, Robert and Bobby so he went up to his room to listen to his Beatles records, the ones he has are: Please Please Me, With the Beatles, A Hard Day's Night, Beatles For Sale, Help! And Rubber Soul. As well as listening to his favourite Beatles album, A Hard Day's Night, Harvey sat reading about his favourite astronomers, Stephen Hawking and Isaac Newton. After reading his books on Hawking and Newton, he went to check in on Jack, who was now wakened and not looking like the living dead, you see in most horror films. Back in The Oval Office, Lee wasn't really grasping the idea of being the temporary President, Bobby having to explain everything over and over again, which in his eyes was quite frustrating, trying to teach a 27 year old how to temporarily be in charge of the whole country, Bobby gave up after numerous tries into trying to get Lee to understand what he was saying, even trying to explain everything in the most simplest of forms, which to him, seemed to be the equivalent to talking to his 5 year old nephew, speaking of which, said nephew walked into the office after Bobby stormed out in a tantrum (like a little kid).

"Hey, buddy you back again?" asks Lee

"Yeah. What's wrong with Uncle Bobby? He didn't look very happy,"

"He's just in one of his moods, you know how he is," replied Robert

"Oh. Do you think I could maybe go and find him, and see if I can make him feel happy again?"

"Well, you can go and try if you want," replied Robert

"Okay, Uncle Robert, I'll go and see if I can find him," replied Harvey as he wandered out of the Oval Office in search of his grumpy Uncle. The youngster found the moody Attorney General sulking in his office, Harvey walked in and looked at his uncle who hung his head, as if in a state of shame, Harvey curiously wondered what was wrong with his uncle, so he carried his little feet over to where his uncle was sitting in his office chair still sulking, and a unhappy look on his face.

"Uncle Bobby, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey, kiddo, I'm alright, I'm just a little bit annoyed at the moment,"

"Why?"

"Because it was very hard for me to explain how to be the President of the country to your daddy, Lee which he wasn't really understanding and I was getting really annoyed because he didn't seem to be listening to everything that I was saying, even though he claimed that he was listening but it didn't seem like it though, so that's why I stormed out of your dad's Office, and came into mine not very happy," explained Bobby, kind of ranting to his young nephew

"Oh. But that doesn't mean you have to shout at him, just because he doesn't understand what it is you're trying to explain, maybe he processes information differently like me, not that I'm saying that he has the same thing as me, but maybe you should try and explain it in a way that he understands,"

"Oh, I guess you're right. Why is it that you think differently, Harvey?" Wondered Bobby, as if he had no clue about his nephew's invisible condition

"You didn't know that I think differently, Uncle Bobby? Didn't my dads not explain it to you? Because even Uncle Robert knows, Dad's Secretary of State not my other Uncle Robert,"

"No, they didn't tell me, bud, sorry,"

"Well, I have a condition called Asperger's Syndrome, which is a form of another condition called Autism, but the difference between the two is that AS is a more milder form of Autism, because I am high-functioning meaning I am not non-verbal, I do have obsessions and I do have repetitive behaviours and I do act and think differently, and I also take most things very literal, for example if someone was to say to me, 'Harvey, take a seat' I would literally take the seat away, and I do have social awkwardness and I prefer to have the world shut out and I can be in my own little world, or as some people might call it 'Planet Harvey', so yeah, that's pretty much all you need to know about my invisible condition, Uncle Bobby,"

"So, when were you diagnosed with the condition?"

"I've had it for as long as I remember, the old lady, Mrs. Porter from the adoption centre told my dads that I had had the condition ever since I was born,"

"Oh, okay, that's interesting,"

"Do you know anyone else on the Autism Spectrum, Uncle Bobby?"

"Nope, you're the first, Harv,"

"Oh. I would like to meet someone who is on the spectrum and has similar interests as me,"

"Well, maybe one day you will, maybe there is someone out there for you, Harv, you never know,"

"Okay. Thanks, Uncle Bobby, I enjoyed talking to you, we should do this more often,"

"Well, I enjoyed this little session too, and yes we should do this more often, do a little Uncle-Nephew bonding some time,"

"Yeah, but you would probably have to listen to me for hours on end rattling on and on about space and The Beatles,"

"I don't mind, I think I'll survive,"

"Okay".