Gingerbread #23, Vanilla #9, Vanilla Custard #18, with Whipped Cream - Lord Have Mercy On Me
Author: askingxalice
Title: Lord Have Mercy On Me
Summary: Jakob’s mom proves she has a sense of humor.
Story: Phase
Timeline: June 2002 - Oz and Jakob are 16, Trisha is 42.
Challenge: Gingerbread #23 (as plain as the nose on your face), Vanilla #9 (mother used to say), Vanilla Custard #18 (Get up off your bended knees. - Rock ‘n Roll Damnation by AC/DC)
Toppings/Extras: Whipped Cream
Word Count: 222
Rating: PG-13
Really, Jakob should have known that their luck would run out eventually. He didn't believe for one second that his parents thought Oz was just a friend of his, but it was another thing entirely when your parents know you have a boyfriend that you're intimate with.
The fact that they had nearly gotten caught (again) should have been another warning. Jakob was only grateful that he still had on a pair of jeans, before he managed to shove Oz into the bathroom, and sit down to pull an open textbook into his lap before his mother actually opened the bedroom door. Studying, he had told her.
Either way, nothing could have prepared him for dinner that night. His mother had invited Oz to stay, and of course, he had accepted. It was all going well, even though his father was still at work and wouldn't be home until late. Jakob ended up being (eventually) grateful for that, once his mother gave both he and Oz some advice.
"I don't mean to be nosy, dear, but the next time you hide? You might want to hide your clothes, as well."
Jakob didn’t have the mind to help Oz when he choked on the bite of food he had been chewing. He had been far too busy wishing the Earth would swallow him.
Title: Lord Have Mercy On Me
Summary: Jakob’s mom proves she has a sense of humor.
Story: Phase
Timeline: June 2002 - Oz and Jakob are 16, Trisha is 42.
Challenge: Gingerbread #23 (as plain as the nose on your face), Vanilla #9 (mother used to say), Vanilla Custard #18 (Get up off your bended knees. - Rock ‘n Roll Damnation by AC/DC)
Toppings/Extras: Whipped Cream
Word Count: 222
Rating: PG-13
Really, Jakob should have known that their luck would run out eventually. He didn't believe for one second that his parents thought Oz was just a friend of his, but it was another thing entirely when your parents know you have a boyfriend that you're intimate with.
The fact that they had nearly gotten caught (again) should have been another warning. Jakob was only grateful that he still had on a pair of jeans, before he managed to shove Oz into the bathroom, and sit down to pull an open textbook into his lap before his mother actually opened the bedroom door. Studying, he had told her.
Either way, nothing could have prepared him for dinner that night. His mother had invited Oz to stay, and of course, he had accepted. It was all going well, even though his father was still at work and wouldn't be home until late. Jakob ended up being (eventually) grateful for that, once his mother gave both he and Oz some advice.
"I don't mean to be nosy, dear, but the next time you hide? You might want to hide your clothes, as well."
Jakob didn’t have the mind to help Oz when he choked on the bite of food he had been chewing. He had been far too busy wishing the Earth would swallow him.