July 31, 2012
God forbid they offer advice on dating!
That probably meant dealing with his crazy family...
Lyndsay was offended. "Get rid of Cowster?! Never! He's been in this family for almost as long as you've been alive!"
Ryan's shoulder drooped. Turning to his sister, he asked, "Would you be willing to let me run labs on you. Figure out what triggered your.. umm.. glowing?"
Annie smiled at her brother and patted his cheek. "No."
Again, Ryan's shoulder dropped. Fixing his crazy family wasn't going to be easy.
Ryder looked across the table at his son, worried that Ryan was going to drive himself crazy. "Why are you pushing these changes, son? Did Willow ask you to?"
Ryan held up his hands. "She didn't ask me to. I just want everything to be perfect for her. I love her! She's not going to want to live here... with... you know... weird stuff happening..."
Lyndsay patted his hand. "Have you asked her what she wants?"
Ryder smiled at his wife. "That's right. It's generally best to ask her what she wants & then move heaven and earth to give it to her."
Ryan sighed. Dad was right, as usual.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" she yelled through tears as she punched in a number on the ominous phone she'd received.
"Mom... we don't know enough about that artifact! I think it's best not to..."
Ryder sat down and stared at the contraption. "Are you sure about this?" he asked hesitantly.
"Oh, it'll be painless. I'm just going to run a few tests."
"Sorry about that, it measures the electrons in the brain. Please stay still," Ryan said as he made notes on his notepad.
Ryder nodded, feeling confident this should go smoothly.
"Brains!" Ryder exclaimed excitedly.
Ryder glanced up to see his son furiously making notes on his notepad.
"Ryan?" Willow called hesitantly at the door.
Blinking, Ryan glanced up. "Willow? What are you doing here?"
"Your Mom asked me to come. She's worried about you. Will you come out of the lab?" she asked.
Ryan looked back at the data. "But... I have to..."
Willow held her hand out. "Come out of the lab, Ryan. Come see me."
Ryan hedged. "It's complicated..."
"What on earth could it be?" she asked directly.
"Come inside and let's talk," Ryan wanted to get away from his lab, away from Cowster... away from his father...
Willow looked at him blankly.
"I wanted it to be normal for you!"
"Why me?" she asked.
Willow launched herself into his arms laughing. "You silly man. You had me worried! You should've just asked! This house is perfect because you're here!"
Ryan felt his stomach drop. She hadn't understood what he was trying to tell her.
Willow looked confused. "I'm sorry, but I thought that your Dad passed away," she whispered to Ryan.
Ryan just nervously laughed.
There was nothing normal about his house. She'd find out soon enough at their wedding with his decaying father, a glowing sister-in-law & a guest-eating cow-plant best man....
Willow McMillan was his wife!
Annie hugged her Mom back. "You're talking like you don't have much time, silly!"
"You're part of the family now, dear. And when I die, I want you to make sure I wind up with my beloved husband."
Willow was unsure. "I don't think Ryan would like that very much, Mrs. Carpenter."
Lyndsay shook her head. "No, and I don't want you to tell him. When the time comes, you just do what you have to do."
"Willow! What are you doing?! he demanded. Then he saw it. His mother. Sitting on the couch. Angrily, he approached his wife. "What did you DO?!" he yelled. "How could you be so... so..." Words failed him, but all Ryan wanted to do was shake some sense into his wife.
"It's not natural though! I haven't studied it enough. What if it had hurt you or the baby!" he threw back.
Ryan looked over his shoulder at his parents.
Willow was right.
"You don't mind?" he asked. "Living here... with all the... weirdness..."
Willow smiled as she stroked his cheek. "Of course not. I have you. And besides, who else can say they have undead babysitters?"