Anarchy Lifestyle Seventeenth

The car ride back went in complete silence. No radio playing some outdated or overhyped tune, the kids didn’t tell any stories or play games, and nobody went for a cellphone for anysort of entertainment.

Kneesocks had honestly considered leaving Panty at the theater. Scanty had taken Panty’s family car, leaving Kneesocks to ferry Panty and Gee across town. While Gee had no idea what exactly transpired in the theater restroom, it wouldn’t be fair to her if Kneesocks and Stocking left her father behind. Panty went into the backseat without protest and nervously settled in between the two kids. Kneesocks made sure to hold back her anger and consider the right words on the way back home.

“Children, head upstairs.” Stocking quietly ordered once they arrived. “Me and Kneesocks need to talk with Panty alone.” While they two could only guess, the two did know that Panty was in big trouble. The adults settled in the kitchen awaiting to hear the child room’s door close before launching into their tirades. Panty sat down alone at the table. With the door up the stairs shutting, Kneesocks started out with a very blunt attack.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” She gritted through her teeth.

“I dunno…” Panty looked away before Kneesocks grabbed her head with both hands and turned it back towards her.

“Not a good answerrr!” Kneesocks unconsciously went back into her old habit of rolling her ‘r’s. Stocking recognized it, but Kneesocks continued. “You prrromised! I made you swearrr at your OWN WEDDING to not betrrray my sisterrr!”

“Please stop with the ‘r’s.” Panty half-heartily brought up. Stocking groaned. Her own sister just sunk her defense.

“THAT’S NOT THE POINT!” Kneesocks slapped Panty on the cheek. “The point is that you scarred my sister and your own daughter! I don’t know where Scanty is right now; she isn’t answering her cell phone. Do you have any idea where she ran off to?”

“I dunno…” Panty turned around once more, ignoring the slap and the harsh tone.

“Think Panty.” Stocking stepped forward, having previously kept to the sidelines. “Scanty isn’t the same one from Daten City. She can’t face this alone…think of Gee.”

“I said I don’t know…” Panty repeated as she continued to look away from her sister and sister-in-law. She fidgeted in her seat like a second-grader and rocked back and forth.

“She’s gone bye-bye.” Stocking muttered under her breath. She continued her good cop routine while Kneesocks grumbled something incoherent to herself while restraining herself to not slap Panty again. “Panty?” Stocking placed a firm hand on Panty’s chin and turned her head forward. “I need you to think. Where would Scanty go? She’s in distress…a restaurant, a library…”

“Motel.” Panty blinked. “Motel Ford. We fucked there…”

“Language.” Kneesocks reminded with a death glare.

“…we fucked there for the first time.” Panty once more repeated as if she hadn’t heard the last remark. “Motel Ford.”

“Fine.” Kneesocks growled as she turned back to Stocking. “Stay here with the kids and this…” She pointed a trembling finger at Panty. “…bitch.” The word came out like a admittance of guilt. “I’ll go get Scanty, and she can decide what to do with the cow.”

“What should I tell them?” Stocking asked sincerely and with the same tone that Panty spoke with now.

“Tell them it’s going to be all right.” Kneesocks waved her hand. “Don’t go into details.”

“What about Gee?” Stocking’s tone went upward into becoming direct. “As a lawyer…”

“District Attorney.” Kneesocks ‘poliety’ reminded her wife.

“You know this won’t end with Panty and Scanty staying together.” Stocking pointed out. “Scanty is going to want a divorce, and that’s going to tear Gee up. Scanty will demand that Panty doesn’t get visitation rights. I can’t lie towards Gee like that.” Stocking sighed as she got closer towards Kneesocks. “I’m not asking if I could go and help with Scanty, but I can’t tell Gee it will be okay.”

“Then tell her to worry.” Kneesocks grunted, throwing up her arms. “I don’t know. I’m not into parenting, you know that. Shit, I knew this would happen after Anklet told me about Panty’s little phonecall…”

“Wait wait.” Stocking held up a hand. “What phonecall? And what did Anklet tell you?”

Kneeosocks’ mean demeanor went away as soon as she realized her mistake. But seeing no way out of this, she decided to confess. “A week ago, Anklet came into my office to tell me about a phonecall she overheard during the stormy weekend…she didn’t overhear the full thing nor understand the whole thing. But I do know that Panty had a affair…”

“And you didn’t think it would be fair to tell me.” Stocking rapped a hand on her chest. “Your wife. Her sister. I’ll could ended this without having Scanty running off…”

“Her fights aren’t yours.” Kneesocks got uppity towards her wife. “She promised me and Scanty not to break the weddings vows, and she did! You knew that she wouldn’t keep to that, which is why you joked about the whole promise during the dinner!”

“I gave her a benefit of the doubt! I hoped that she would keep to the promise she made to you…”

“Of course! That’s the fucking obvious!” Kneesocks’ anger boiled over and she broke the rule she just tried to enforce on Panty a few minutes ago. “Panty is a bitch! That’s her entire personality! You know what, I’m surprised she even bothered to keep up this façade for this long!”

“That’s enough!” Stocking raised her voice to match Kneesock’s.

“Are you defending that cow!?” Kneesocks growled.

“No, but the kids!”

“Forget about them, this is about Panty! She has done things to my sister that I shall never forgive her…”

“Shut up mommy.”

Kneesocks let out a rather wimpy whimper as she turned around and looked down to see a very angry Anklet looking right into her eyes. She hadn’t changed into her pajamas, meaning she had been listening into the conservation the entire time. The adults only heard a door closing and not the sound of two people walking into the room.

“Go to your room.” Kneesocks demanded with her authoritve voice. “This is none of your of business…”

“Gee is crying!” Anklet burst out, surprising even Kneesocks. “She figured it out already! Her mommy isn’t coming back! And you two are only making things worse!”

“We’re trying to make things better.” Kneesocks put on a ‘calming’ smile. She approached her daughter with her arms open for a hug. Anklet backed off. “We’re are trying to fix a problem…”

“Shut up!” Anklet screamed out loud with tears starting to form in his eyes. “I hate you! You always acting like a lawyer! The other kids have mommies and daddies that cheer them on! You can’t even smile!”

“Honey…” Kneesocks nervously got down onto one

“Keep away!” Anklet screamed as she slapped her mother in the face and then running up the stairs. Kneesocks didn’t react or even moved from that spot for a good minute, listening into thw quiet sobs of her own daughter up in her room. Stocking had been frozen as well since Anklet came downstairs.  She finally approached her wife and laid a hand on her shoulder.

This snapped Kneesocks back into reality. “I’ll go get Scanty. Watch after the kids.” She brushed off Stocking’s hand and grabbed her things to head out. Stocking remained quiet as she watched the woman she committed her life and love to just leave without trying to fix the situation she just created. While Panty did incite the fire, Kneesocks made no attempt to put it out and instead only threw in more firewood. Kneesocks had forgotten her new family. She only cared for her sister now…

Stocking remembered her wedding day. Much like how Kneesocks feared that Panty would break Scanty’s heart, Stocking had the fear that Kneesocks wouldn’t change one bit…and get even colder…