The Sawyers go to Disney World

Getting Started

Chapter One

It was a warm, summer day in Texas, but it's always warm in Texas despite the time of the year. The Sawyer family house was filled with silly, happy sounds erupting from the T.V. Drayton, a shorter older man, was out working on the van, Nubbins, a skinny schizophrenic with a birthmark on his face, was decorating, Chop-Top, Nubbins's hippie twin, was out and about in town doing god knows who or what, and Bubba, a mentally handicapped giant, was enjoying himself some cartoons.

Bubba sat across from old model CRT with his eyes fixated on the screen with childlike wonder. He made cheerful noises as he watched a black and white animation of a mouse steering a boat. The Disney Channel was Bubba's favorite and would normally keep him occupied for hours, which made it the family's favorite as well.

Nubbins a little joyfully, and a little twitchily, was hanging up old, bleached bones (presumably not human) in the room where his brother was enjoying cartoons with childish glee. He had arranged the six fingers to only have the two middle ones sticking out. Nubbins was very intricate and creative with his work, and he took a lot of pride in it. He glanced over his shoulder at the T.V., getting caught in the cartoon a moment, before twitching and returning to his work.

Drayton's loud, obnoxious yell interrupts them both from their activities. "Ya' half-eared idiots! Are you fudge-packers deaf or dumb? I've been hollering for y'all for ten minutes! You coon-shits aren't good for nothin'! Always on your tail end or doing useless shit!" He spouts angrily at Bubba and Nubbins from the door way.

"S-Shut up, you're just a cook!" Nubbins jabs back at him, "you make me and him do all the work,".

"You wouldn't be alive without me, boy! Y'all would be out on the streets eating dirty meat for money! Now get your brother and come help me with the van." Drayton demands before stomping back outside.

"Just a cook," Nubbins throws in as Drayton leaves. The rooms goes quiet and Bubba stands looking nervous, wanting to avoid another spanking or beating, but also not wanting to leave his cartoons. The two paused, motionless, their brother rambling outside carrying in through the window.

"Mawwwh" Bubba blurts out his objection to leaving the T.V.

"I've told you boys and I've told you! Get your asses in here!" Drayton shouts as Bubba and Nubbins hobbling outside frantically. The van was on the ground, missing its two front wheels. Drayton motioned to the front, adding "hold her up."

Bubba bends down, lifting the van with a grunt. Drayton slipped under, ignoring his son's/brother's sweaty, shaky complaints.

"I make you two do all the work." Drayton mocks with a hmpf. "You see, there is a place for everything. This line goes there, that bolt goes there. Same with people, that's what the Civil War was about. Ya' hear me Bubba?!"

"Mmaaaaah." Bubba cries, feeling his arms wanting to give under the van's weight.

"Screwdriver! Nubbins, you queer, give me a goddamned screw driver!" Drayton calls, his hand shooting out for the tool.

Drayton's hand hangs limply as Nubbins steps over. His fingers closed, not to find the cold hard tool, instead he felt the squish and warmth of flesh. Turning Drayton turned white seeing Nubbin's cock in his hand.

"What the..." Drayton gasps, as the penis pulls away from him.

"N-now you're g-gay Drayton, regular old queer boy." Nubbins laughs dancing back, falling over due to his pants being at his feet.

Drayton scuttles out from under the van starts kicking Nubbins violently. "You-You butt pirate! You cock jokey! You flamer! Don't try that ever again, ya' hear? You fairy! Keep that shit away from me or I'll get Bubba to chop it clean off, ya' hear?" Drayton kicks Nubbins with every word, he is so mad that he is red-faced and almost foaming at the mouth. The scene was halted as they all stopped and stared at the sputtering old truck treading sluggishly up the driveway.