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Dec. 24th, 2016 07:44 pmChristmas in the Murdock household has always been a chaotic affair. It's usually the time when Bonnie rounds up any of her people who are either going to be on their own, or can't cook, or just want to come.
At least this year she isn't pregnant and exhausted, thank goodness.
Still, what most of her guests haven't realised is that cooking for over thirty people isn't just tiring, it's actually quite expensive. Some of them at least remember to bring their own dessert and pies and things, but even so, Bonnie finds herself counting the pennies. She usually manages to restore a vehicle now and again to bring in some extra income, but hasn't managed to find a buyer for the latest one, which is more than a little frustrating.
She's been knitting like crazy at least, so everyone has at least one present. She was sure neither of the teenagers would want knitwear though, and managed to get Stuart the book he wanted, and Ted the comic book he'd been after. Her adult boys have long since accepted that they're probably only getting a card, though she did manage to find a little model Santa for Ernest's train set.
Once the kids and the guests sleeping over are in bed on Christmas eve, she starts getting the gifts from their hiding places and putting the parcels under the tree. Turtle isn't home; he's got a late shift on Christmas Eve, but he'll be off tomorrow. She wonders where he's put his gifts, and eventually gets a chair out to search the top of the wardrobe.
Tsk, he hasn't wrapped some of these! Typical man! She goes to get some plain brown paper, because that's all that's left. At least he's done a bit better with the presents. There is a little toy train for Billie - she smiles, now there is a gift for an engineer's daughter. For Terry a doll, good shoes for the boys. There's some art supplies which must be for Lucy, and... aha, the only one he's actually wrapped is for her, but it's pretty obviously a bike helmet.
Just as she's putting these all on the floor, something drops down a gap at the back of the shelf at the very top that she can't reach. She climbs back up and picks it up. Oh my, it's some very exotic female underwear. She snorts in amusement and then tucks it back where she found it, wraps everything else, and puts it under the tree.
When she wakes in the morning, Turtle has managed to sneak into the bed without waking her up. She lets him lie in, and goes down to start making breakfast.
All too soon, everyone is up, and chaos ensues. If anyone is disappointed with their gifts, they don't show it at least, and soon the house is full of people and fun and laughter.
"Aunt Bonnie!" Ernest envelops her in a big hug when he arrives with his girlfriend. "Becky and me, we're gettin' married!"
"Well congratulations!" Bonnie says. "You ain't got her pregnant have you?" she adds, eying him.
"No ma'am." Ernest says.
"Good, well, we can have a chat later and see if yer need any help." Bonnie says, happy for him, but worrying at the same time.
It's only at the end of the day, when she is about ready to get into bed, that Bonnie suddenly realises something. Whatever happened to those panties? Of course he wasn't going to give them to her in front of the guests, but now they're alone... well, perhaps it's time to 'find' them again. She climbs back up on the chair and reaches into the top of the wardrobe.
The panties are gone. Oh, well perhaps he's going to give them to her now. She gets into bed, as he comes in, but he just kisses her goodnight and gets in the other side. Well, it would be hard not to get disturbed by all the guests. Perhaps he's waiting for tomorrow.
When the panties don't reappear the next night, after the guests have gone home, she goes to bed with a cold, sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.
At least this year she isn't pregnant and exhausted, thank goodness.
Still, what most of her guests haven't realised is that cooking for over thirty people isn't just tiring, it's actually quite expensive. Some of them at least remember to bring their own dessert and pies and things, but even so, Bonnie finds herself counting the pennies. She usually manages to restore a vehicle now and again to bring in some extra income, but hasn't managed to find a buyer for the latest one, which is more than a little frustrating.
She's been knitting like crazy at least, so everyone has at least one present. She was sure neither of the teenagers would want knitwear though, and managed to get Stuart the book he wanted, and Ted the comic book he'd been after. Her adult boys have long since accepted that they're probably only getting a card, though she did manage to find a little model Santa for Ernest's train set.
Once the kids and the guests sleeping over are in bed on Christmas eve, she starts getting the gifts from their hiding places and putting the parcels under the tree. Turtle isn't home; he's got a late shift on Christmas Eve, but he'll be off tomorrow. She wonders where he's put his gifts, and eventually gets a chair out to search the top of the wardrobe.
Tsk, he hasn't wrapped some of these! Typical man! She goes to get some plain brown paper, because that's all that's left. At least he's done a bit better with the presents. There is a little toy train for Billie - she smiles, now there is a gift for an engineer's daughter. For Terry a doll, good shoes for the boys. There's some art supplies which must be for Lucy, and... aha, the only one he's actually wrapped is for her, but it's pretty obviously a bike helmet.
Just as she's putting these all on the floor, something drops down a gap at the back of the shelf at the very top that she can't reach. She climbs back up and picks it up. Oh my, it's some very exotic female underwear. She snorts in amusement and then tucks it back where she found it, wraps everything else, and puts it under the tree.
When she wakes in the morning, Turtle has managed to sneak into the bed without waking her up. She lets him lie in, and goes down to start making breakfast.
All too soon, everyone is up, and chaos ensues. If anyone is disappointed with their gifts, they don't show it at least, and soon the house is full of people and fun and laughter.
"Aunt Bonnie!" Ernest envelops her in a big hug when he arrives with his girlfriend. "Becky and me, we're gettin' married!"
"Well congratulations!" Bonnie says. "You ain't got her pregnant have you?" she adds, eying him.
"No ma'am." Ernest says.
"Good, well, we can have a chat later and see if yer need any help." Bonnie says, happy for him, but worrying at the same time.
It's only at the end of the day, when she is about ready to get into bed, that Bonnie suddenly realises something. Whatever happened to those panties? Of course he wasn't going to give them to her in front of the guests, but now they're alone... well, perhaps it's time to 'find' them again. She climbs back up on the chair and reaches into the top of the wardrobe.
The panties are gone. Oh, well perhaps he's going to give them to her now. She gets into bed, as he comes in, but he just kisses her goodnight and gets in the other side. Well, it would be hard not to get disturbed by all the guests. Perhaps he's waiting for tomorrow.
When the panties don't reappear the next night, after the guests have gone home, she goes to bed with a cold, sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.
