Author: Vix
Email: Vix_Chic@h...
Category: weird- another one of my bonding fics
Rating: Pg-13
Spoilers: Departure
Summary: Amy and Maria bond over ice cream.
Disclaimers: I don’t own Michael or Maria or Amy and I don’t even own the
rocky road ice cream! You happy now? Nah- I don’t anything.
Distribution: if you use it anywhere else just let me know plzzz! And you
hafta keep my heading.
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“Michael, honey, if you don’t do what I say you will be severally punished.
Understand?” Maria asked into the telephone with a tight smile, which looked
more like an angry grimace.
“Good boy. Bye-bye now.” Maria smiled as she hung up the phone and placed it
on its charger.
“He bows to your whim that quickly?” Amy asked her daughter as she walked
through the kitchen entrance with a tub of ice cream in her hand.
“Wha’cha got there?” Maria asked eyeing the delicious looking ice cream.
“Rocky road.” Her mother said setting it down on the table.
“Care to join me?” Amy asked as she watched her daughter run for to giant
spoons.
Amy ripped off the top of the ice cream and sat down at the table taking the
spoon form her daughter and digging in.
After a few moments of silence Maria tried to strike up a conversation, “So
how was your date last night with the…um… Jim?”
“It was fine. How was your adventure with Michael last night?” Amy asked.
“Fine.” Maria said in a monosyllabic manner.
“So what are you and Michael up to now a days you two seem inseparable?” Amy
asked taking another bite of the ice cream in front of her.
“Were not really up to anything tell you the truth. He just finished his
shift at the CrashDown. He’s going to go work on his motorcycle. Which means
I’m suppose to be stuck here all day by my self.” Maria grumbled before
dipping her spoon back into the ice cream.
“What do you mean suppose to be here all day?” Amy asked eyeing her
daughter.
“I made him promise to come pick me up so I could hang out at the garage with
him.” Maria explained a smile on her face.
“So does he make a lot of promises?” Amy asked cautiously.
“Only ones he can keep.” Maria said getting defensive.
“Maria I like Michael, you know I do but I just don’t want you to have to
learn by your mistakes that’s all.” Amy said trying to explain her self
better.
“What mistake would that be?” Maria asked as she looked down at the tub of
ice cream.
“You said it your self once. Once they get what they want they leave.” Amy
said trying to make eye contact, but Maria wouldn’t take her eyes off the
food in front of her.
“He’s not like that.” Maria said meeting her mother’s eyes.
“How do you know?” Amy asked her real reason of her steering the
conversation in this manner showing.
“This isn’t about him leaving me or hurting me is it?” Maria asked a small
bitter smile crossing her face, “This is about whether or not I’m having
sex.”
“Maria you’re too young to take such chances.” Amy said suspiciously.
“I know mom. Believe me I know.” Maria said a picture of Tess flashing
through her mind.
“SO how is Jim taking Tess departure.” Maria asked hoping to get her
mother’s mind off of her relationship with Michael.
“He’s sad I mean what do you expect the girl lived there for so long she was
family? But I think he’s happy that she’s you know with her real parents
now. I’m happy she found them. Most people have to search for over thirty
years some times.” Amy said her mind leaving the previous conversation for
another time.
“Yeah and some times people decided that what they have now is better than
what they could have with their real family and their real home.” Maria said
quickly.
“Yes I do suppose so…” Before Amy could finish her sentence there was a
knock on the door.
“Maria DeLuca you better be ready!” Michael called through the entrance as
he let himself inside.
Maria had a look of panic on her face as she looked down at her pajamas she
had yet to change into today. She quickly jumped up and made tracks. She
closed her bedroom door as Michael reached the hallway.
“Hello Michael.” Amy said from the kitchen table where she was watching the
tall young boy glare at her daughter’s bedroom.
“Hey Miss Amy.” Michael said as he turned to greet her.
“Want some?” She asked gesturing to the ice cream that was still sitting
out.
“Don’t mind if I do.” He said as he walked over to the refrigerator to
remove a bottle of Tabasco sauce.
“I still don’t get the Tabasco.” Amy said shaking her head as the boy sat
down across from her and took Maria’s spoon.
“Can you believe she asked me to come get her and she’s not even ready?” He
asked digging into he food.
“There are two things I can’t believe. One is that you actually expected her
to be ready and two is that you bow to her every whim.” Amy said taking a
bit of the rocky road.
“You’re right I should have expected this. But I don’t ‘bow’ to her every
whim. I just do as she asks because she’ll kill me if I don’t.” He explained
looking over at Amy.
“She’s not that bad.” Amy said waving her hand in dismissal.
“We call her Hurricane DeLuca.” He said grinning.
“That’s not too bad besides I used to be…” Amy again was interrupted but
this time by her daughter running out of her bed room dressed in an old pair
of blue Jean shorts and a red tank.
“Ready!” Maria said wrapping her arms around her boy friend’s shoulders and
then her mom’s, “I’ll be back later unless I stay at Liz’s.”
“That’s only if she stays way from Max long enough to sleep though.” Maria
said before walking over to the door.
“What were you saying?” Michael asked as he walked towards the door with his
girl friend.
“It’s not too bad, that nick name. I use to be whirl wind.” Amy said giving
Michael a pointed look.
Michael gulped. He didn’t know what he was going to do with these two DeLuca
women but he knew one thing he wasn’t going to do –piss them off.
With that Maria was dragging him out the door.
The End