Call me son one more time...

He wont talk to me

"Laf this is too much! It's cruel!" Aaron yelled, George finally finding the yelling children.
"It is not unfair. I am sorry Alex, but people may not like you and you just have to live with that! I can't just make James like you." Laf crossed his arms, turning away.
See, this is what George saw. Two couches, Six Boys, And Three Kids Crying As Lafayette and Aaron yelled at each other.
James, Alex, and Johnny were crying. John was trying to calm down Johnny, Lafayette was being no help to James, and Aaron was half cooing Alex half yelling.
"What is going on!" George yelled, making Aaron and Laf shut up. "Aaron, Marquis', rooms, now." George sat down next to James, bringing the older boy into a soft hug as his sniffles died down. "Tell me what happened."

George had always been the street corner dad. No matter who you were, you could tell him anything, you could talk to him anytime. He wouldn't tell anyone. So, of course, James started to explain.
"We all we're watching a movie, and Alex kept shouting out stuff that was just about to happen. I ruffled his hair and told him to shut it. Then he started crying, and.. and Marie started yelling, Aaron was yelling, Johnny was crying, and I just.. I'm so sorry, I-" James was a mess and John had been nodding along. Alex crawled over to George and nuzzled up next to him.
"Aye-Aye hit Jemmy! I don't like it when Jemmy cries, but it hurts." Alex held his head in his lap, leaning on George's leg. George sighed, pulling the old toddler into his lap.
"Does you head really hurt bubby?" George got a little nod from Alex as tears started to slowly stream down again. "And who did you tell?" Alex shook his head.
"N. Nobody." Alex said, loosening his grip on George's arm.
"And it really hurt when James touched your head, didn't it?" He got another nod. "But did you start crying? Did you make Marquis and Aye-Aye start yelling?" Alex nodded, shifting his eyes to James.
"I'm sorry for making you and Johnny cry." Alex said.
"We're even. Sorry for touching your head while it hurts. I know that pain." James said as smiled at Alex, tears shining on his face.
Johnny was now silent, but only after being cover by a blanket with john under as well. John was softly singing Christmas carols as the darks calmed the boy.
George then frowned remembering the two boys in the other room.
He walked down the hallway, only to hear more yelling from Laf and Herc's room. He swung the door open, finding Herc yelling at Laf and Aaron as the two looked oposite from each other.
"Laf if James is out there crying, I'm calling Philip to come get him, because you have no right to make him feel so bad that he starts crying. And Aaron, we do not hit people. You know that!" Herc yelled out. George was in the doorway, smirking at the boy.
"Hercules, could you go help Alex with his homework. I'll take care of these two." Herc looked back, frowning as he left the room. George sat down between the two boys, looking from one to the other. "Aaron?"
"He made Alex cry! No one is aloud to make Alex cry. Or John or Marquis or Herc or you!" Aaron shouted, grabbing George's arm, gingerly letting it go as he turned back into his shell. Laf looked over, sighing before getting up and walking to the door.
"Ma-
"I'm going to take James home. Aaron, please get some rest." and he left. George was still fuming from the ordeal when Aaron started to lean on his shoulder.
"I don't want to go to school tomorrow." Aaron said, letting his legs perch up on the bed. George smiled as the boy laid out.
"Good thing tomorrow is Saturday." George said as he lifted Aaron up to his feet. "I still want you to say sorry to James." Aaron frowned, trying to fall back down to the ground. George grabbed under his arms lifting his up as the preteen wiggled and whined.
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"Why is Aaron in the corner?" John asked, looking at the smirk on Lafayette's face.
"No reason."
*Herc holding frozen peas to the forming bruise on George's face*