Journey Of The New Earth

5

<Keith's pov>

Griffin said something about how Kitty would be in a class with kids her age, and you know what, she's in the simulator with those hooligans! I tried getting in but they denied me access. Me! I'm her father! So, I stormed back to my lab, opening up a textbook tablet, starting to read along the lines. I found myself taking notes unconsciously as I kept working. A few people passed in and out, trying to talk to me, stopping in to get a book, a few guys coming in to study for an hour or two. I looked back up, noticing the sun setting.

Shit. I was suppose to be home a while ago, it's already 9. I hope Lance ended up making something for dinner.... I hope my mom didn't try to make anything for dinner. Other than hunting food, I haven't see her make anything. Well, okay, she made pizza, but I Dad and I made that like.. once a week, I can see why she would know how to make that. I almost cried when she called the tomato's Taos'. Dad always called them that, and when I got to school I got so mad at him. I actually thought they were called Tao's for the longest time. We grew them, it wasn't like we ever went to the store. He always got meat before he came home, so I never knew.

I start walking back towards the commons, and about halfway to our place and I start smelling something burning. I start running, now hearing the fire alarm going off. I bust open the door, seeing Krolia and Kolivan sitting on the couch with Damon in between them, Kitty and Lance fanning while they yelled in Spanish about the fire in the kitchen. I ran in, sliding the screen door open. "Both of you, out of my kitchen!" I yelled, switching on the skin as I pushed a very burnt pan of something into the cold water, steam evaporating. "Everybody," I grabbed the broom, hitting the fire detector with the end. "Needs to explain what we decided was going to be for dinner that we had to burn a pan." I looked around calmly, noticing the sugar, cinnamon, and apples on the counter. "Lance, what did I say about making Apple surprise?"

He sheepishly grinned. "That the surprise was how much of a mess it made." I nodded back to him, looking over lankily to Damon's droopy eyes.

"Daddy, I'm hungry." He whimpered, limply walking over as he grabbed my leg.

I glare in Lance's direction, noticing my parents leaving the room. I'll deal with that problem in the morning. "Kitty, come on, I'm gonna take you guys into town to get some food. Your Papa's gonna stay here and clean up. Take this as a warning next time your Papa says he has a good Idea." I grab my keys, running down the hall with Kitty running after me. It was kinda cold, so Kitty was glad when I finally started the car.

I was not caring that Damon was already in PJ's, Kitty in a very showing strapless tube top and shorts. I hadn't noticed till we were in the car, looking back to see an old sweatshirt of mine. "Kitty," I grab the sweat shirt, throwing it on her lap. "Put this on. If anyone looks at you funny, tell me all about how you loved your Dance competition so much. I don't need disapproving white women yelling at me tonight." I muttered the last part, thankful for my obedient children.

"Daddy, I don't want fast food." Damon whined, my mind racing.

I looked in the review mirror, making eye-contact with my son. "Sweetie, I know that that is what your Papa would do in these situations, but remember that I'm not Papa." I kept driving, honking at some idiot who cut me off. I followed him into the Olive Garden Parking lot, parking next to them. I got out of the car, almost fainting as I saw Kinkade getting out of the car next to me. Great. "Oh, hey Kinkade." Our eye contact wasn't breaking as Kitty got out with my sweatshirt unzipped. He eyed her as she started walking with one of his daughters who was in almost the same type of outfit, her sweatshirt being a little bigger.

"Hey Keith. Lance do something idiotic?" I nodded as Damon clung to my side. "Hey Damon, you okay buddy?" He asked, getting a small nod from him.

I brushed the hair out of his face, smiling back up at Ryan. "Uh, so, where's Ina and Lilly?" I asked, noticing him locking the car.