Jonathan Turner: "I get REAL old fashioned when I see somebody that I care about being brought home by cops."
**creds to -followtheleader- for the awesome new book cover (sorry, I did do my own questionable changes to it oops.)
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Shawn, Eric, Riley, and Maya all shuffled into the police station greeted by a stern police officer.
Whew. It looks like the coast is clear...No Cory and Topanga to be seen.
WHACK! Cory snuck up behind Shawn, turned him around, and nailed him square in the jaw.
"Hey...ow...yeah, I deserved that."
"Yes, you did. Explain this. Explain this right now."
"I...we...It was my idea, okay? I was trying to have a fun Ferris Bueller's type experience with Maya, and I thought Riley needed to come...Life is too stressful for these kids. They needed a break."
"And you thought you'd take it upon yourself to give it to them? At least to my Riley? She's my daughter! I tell her what to do, not you...But your daughter needs to be in school much more than mine does. She gets straight D's, for Petey's sake! Start disciplining her. She needs to know the value of hard work. Something we sucked at as kids."
"That's just it. They're kids. Let them be kids. Let them explore. And do NOT talk about Maya that way. She's very smart. School is just boring. At least it was like that for me. I didn't get good grades, but I still went to college. Maya is just as capable."
The shame Shawn felt grew into red blotches on his face, in front of Maya, no less. This was no way to be a role model. The least he could do was to try to pick up the pieces. "Whatever you want me to do...I'll make this up to you somehow."
"Just tell me what you were doing with my daughter." Cory grabbed Riley's hand.
"He was-" Eric began to interrupt.
"Yeah, Eric, we got the voicemail too late. I am not happy with either of you. Do you ever think about the consequences of your actions, like ever? And Riley is MY kid. You don't do things like this behind my back, either of you, ever." Cory theatrically threw up his hands to prove his point. "Oh, foo-ee on you!"
"It was innocent. I swear. Maya was done being grounded. I wanted to treat her to getting her learner's permit," Shawn explained. "I thought, 'Why doesn't Riley come too' because I knew she didn't have hers yet...you see where this is going?"
"Sure...but not sure why you had to do this so sneakily, you sneaky sneak."
"I'm sorry. I wanted it to be a surprise for Maya..."
"Save it. Cut the bull crap. Tell me what it really is."
"Okay...you really want me to? You coddle your daughter way too much. She lives and breathes when you tell her to. She doesn't have the freedom to explore her preferences or who she even is. Not even allowed to eat pizza? That's being a little crazy, don't you think?"
"Now is a good time to leave, me thinks. C'mon, Riley. Let's go." Cory grabbed Riley's arm and escorted her out. Eric followed.
"She needs to experience things! Let her have space to grow and find hersel...gone...Alright, Maya. It's just you and me. Let's go home to see how your mom's doing. It's already 7pm. She's probably wondering by now."
"Well, that went well, didn't it? He made you look like quite the fool."
"Maya, don't start with me. You were being a little sh*t too. It's on both of us. C'mon, let's go. I'm sure we'll have plenty of chances to talk about this later. I need to cool off now."
