And Then He Smiled (Logicality)

Chapter 26 - There's 104 Days Of Summer Vacation

Trigger Warning: Food Mention, homophobia

There's 104 days of summer vacation-

I'm just kidding, there's not that many days in summer vacation unfortunately. Now, back to the story.

It was now summer vacation, or the 6 week holiday, Patton and Yvette had been released from school a few days ago and were absolutely enjoying themselves.

It may be misleading, but Patton does love his job, he just needed a well deserved break from everything. Other than marking books and making lesson plans for his new class after vacation, it would be completely workless. This meant he could spend more time with his family.

For our friend Yvette, it meant she'd not see her friends for a while unless they met up. Since she got a phone a while ago, this was going to be easier than before. But all in all, she was happy that she no longer had to do work.

However, Logan still had to do work. Unfortunately, it has to be done, but other than that, they were all free.

Today was one of the days that Logan was at work, to Patton's dismay he wouldn't be back till 2pm. Logan had the early morning shifts from 5am to 2pm. On Wednesday's and Sunday's he had the day off, just your regular 9/5 job.

"Dadddddddd," Yvette called from the living room. Patton was making himself a bowl of cereal like every morning. Begrudgingly, Yvette was woken up at 10am like on weekends so she wasn't exactly a happy camper.

"Yeah kiddo?" Patton replied putting his bowl on the side and walking over to the stools.

Yvette swung her head around the sofa to look at Patton, "Can Sam come over today?" She asked.

"Sure, thanks for asking before hand," Patton mumbled over his cereal stuffed mouth. Logan wasn't around to tell him to eat like a normal person.

Yvette smiled as she started texting Sam. Her phone wasn't the best phone in the world, it was one of those burner phones that people could buy for a dollar. It wasn't much, but it did it's job well (and also had an old game on there but we aren't going to talk about that).

Patton shoved several spoonfuls of cereal into his mouth, chewing them all sloppily as some fell into the bowl. Half of the bowl was almost finished, well apart from the milk.

"Dad?" Yvette asked from the sofa.

"Hm?" Patton muttered through cereal.

"What's our adress?" She asked, phone still in hand.

Patton began rustling through some envelops, that he stole from people who sent letters, nearby and threw one onto the sofa, "It's on there," He told her clearly after swallowing a mouthful of food.

"Thanks," Yvette said.

Time Skip!

Buzzzzzz. The buzzer for their apartment buzzed as Patton had just put his cereal in the sink as per usual.

"Can you get that Dad!" Yvette asked from the bathroom.

"Alright," Patton replied.

He made his way down the several flights of stairs to answer the door. He opened it and Yvette's friend Sam was there and so was their dad.

"Hello, Yvette's just upstairs," Patton told them.

"Aren't you my son's teacher?" The father pointed out, and I mean literally, he pointed his plump finger right in Patton's face. Patton could easily bite it off from how close he was to his face.

He pushed the man's arm down before speaking, "I am, I am also Yvette's father,"

He raised a bushy brow at Patton's statement, "Then who the fuck was the dude at the parents day thing?"