The kitchen
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
wanderer887
Not wanting to take any chances, Steve quickly made his way inside, grabbing Derek's backpack as he did. Once in, he sat down at the kitchen table, depositing both boy and bag on top. Derek gulped hard, hoping his Dad wouldn't investigate inside his bag. The failed test was right on top, making it impossible to miss.
"YOU KNOW BOY, IF YOU'RE GOING TO SKIP CLASSES, YOU AT LEAST SHOULDN'T COME HOME TO DO SO. YOUR TEACHERS AND YOUR MOTHER MIGHT PUT UP WITH THIS BEHAVIOR, BUT I SURE WON'T." Steve boomed down to his tiny son. "WE RAISE YOU, WE FEED YOU, WE DRIVE YOU TO YOUR PRACTICES AND SHOW UP TO ALL YOUR GAMES. THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS STAY IN CLASS."
"I'm, I'm sorry! I promise I won't skip again!" Derek jumped up and down, waving his arms. His voice fell on deaf ears however, being too small to be noticeable. Whatever happened next, Derek wasn't going to get a word in edgewise.
"WHILE I'VE GOT YOUR ATTENTION," Steve paused, and chuckled. Derek might have stormed off last time, but he wasn't going to be able to now. "MAYBE WE SHOULD DO A HOMEWORK CHECK. IF YOU'VE EVEN BROUGHT ANY OF IT HOME WITH YOU, THAT IS."
Derek's heart sank as he watched his father open his backpack. Fingers the size of buildings grabbed at the zipper to his bag, and the living landscape that constituted his father began to rummage through his back. The football field sized arm eclipsed the sky, and plunged Derek into shadow. It was as if his father's arm was a dark cloud, an omen of what was to come.
Steve pursed his lips together as he clutched the piece of paper. He didn't even have to take it out of the bag to see the grade, there, at the top of the page was a big letter F. Removing the piece of the paper Steve shook his head in disbelief. It was a biology test for pete's sake! All Derek would have had to do was ask his Mom for help and Debbie could have easily walked him through it. Steve flipped through the papers, stopping on the third page. There was a diagram of a hips up human body from the side, with arrows pointing to several internal organs. Derek had done abysmally, only getting half of them correct. It was riddled with spelling errors as well. Was esophagus really that hard to spell?
"REALLY DEREK? ESOPHAGUS. E-S-O-F-A-G-U-S. F?" Steve raised the page up, and glared at his tiny son. Derek blinked up, before turning his face away. It wasn't his fault he wasn't as smart as his parents, he just wasn't cut out to do all this sciencey junk.
Clicking his tongue, Steve continued to flip through the pages. He need to find some way to get through to Derek, as it'd only be a little while longer before he started applying for universities. While he was sure Derek could get in on football prowess alone, he didn't want his son somewhere simply due to athletic merit.
His child unresponsive on the table below, Steve it was time for...
"YOU KNOW BOY, IF YOU'RE GOING TO SKIP CLASSES, YOU AT LEAST SHOULDN'T COME HOME TO DO SO. YOUR TEACHERS AND YOUR MOTHER MIGHT PUT UP WITH THIS BEHAVIOR, BUT I SURE WON'T." Steve boomed down to his tiny son. "WE RAISE YOU, WE FEED YOU, WE DRIVE YOU TO YOUR PRACTICES AND SHOW UP TO ALL YOUR GAMES. THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS STAY IN CLASS."
"I'm, I'm sorry! I promise I won't skip again!" Derek jumped up and down, waving his arms. His voice fell on deaf ears however, being too small to be noticeable. Whatever happened next, Derek wasn't going to get a word in edgewise.
"WHILE I'VE GOT YOUR ATTENTION," Steve paused, and chuckled. Derek might have stormed off last time, but he wasn't going to be able to now. "MAYBE WE SHOULD DO A HOMEWORK CHECK. IF YOU'VE EVEN BROUGHT ANY OF IT HOME WITH YOU, THAT IS."
Derek's heart sank as he watched his father open his backpack. Fingers the size of buildings grabbed at the zipper to his bag, and the living landscape that constituted his father began to rummage through his back. The football field sized arm eclipsed the sky, and plunged Derek into shadow. It was as if his father's arm was a dark cloud, an omen of what was to come.
Steve pursed his lips together as he clutched the piece of paper. He didn't even have to take it out of the bag to see the grade, there, at the top of the page was a big letter F. Removing the piece of the paper Steve shook his head in disbelief. It was a biology test for pete's sake! All Derek would have had to do was ask his Mom for help and Debbie could have easily walked him through it. Steve flipped through the papers, stopping on the third page. There was a diagram of a hips up human body from the side, with arrows pointing to several internal organs. Derek had done abysmally, only getting half of them correct. It was riddled with spelling errors as well. Was esophagus really that hard to spell?
"REALLY DEREK? ESOPHAGUS. E-S-O-F-A-G-U-S. F?" Steve raised the page up, and glared at his tiny son. Derek blinked up, before turning his face away. It wasn't his fault he wasn't as smart as his parents, he just wasn't cut out to do all this sciencey junk.
Clicking his tongue, Steve continued to flip through the pages. He need to find some way to get through to Derek, as it'd only be a little while longer before he started applying for universities. While he was sure Derek could get in on football prowess alone, he didn't want his son somewhere simply due to athletic merit.
His child unresponsive on the table below, Steve it was time for...
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