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| Carrie01 | Tue Jul 4, 2006 2:29 pm Post #21 |
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That was a great update! Are Jonathan and Bo going to meet? :D |
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| SamwiseAtHeart | Thu Jul 6, 2006 10:56 am Post #22 |
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Bo Kent Fan
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Well Jonathan is the Bo we all know and love. I think it'd get too complicated if I brought the real Bo in. Anyways, here's the next chapter. I hope you all enjoy. --------------- One morning two months after that breakfast conversation, Jonathan woke to the wonderful smells of breakfast in the Kent house. Jonathan was alert immediately. Today was the big day. It was the day he was going to leave for Metropolis University, and it would happen right after breakfast. Jonathan pulled himself out of bed and took a look at himself in the mirror. He took a deep breath and sighed smiled. He liked his new look. When he had first come back to the Kent’s, Jonathan had long fluffy slightly wavy hair. Only last week did that change it. He decided that he ought to have it shorter when he went to school. He had his mom Katie cut it. It was now shorter, but still sleek and slightly curled. “Jon, you still look good.” Jonathan laughed as he ran his fingers through his hair, and then pulled on one of his many new shirts. He exited his room and jumped down the stairs. He ran over and gave his mom a kiss and sat at the table next to his dad. “Woah, what’d I do to deserve a kiss like that? I don’t think you’re just excited for your breakfast.” “Aww, Mom you know I’m excited for. I’m goin’ to college. Finally I might be able to figure out what or who is calling me out there.” “I figured as much Jonathan. Well now, we can’t have you leaving without a good hearty breakfast. I fixed all your favorites, grits, bacon, eggs, and pancakes.” Katie placed a plate of all those things in front of Jonathan. He said grace and immediately started to eat. Hyrum made eye contact with Jonathan and smiled. He had already asked this many times before but he had to again. “So son, are you sure you want to go?” “Yes daddy I am. I still get those strange feelings that I need to be there. You know I love you and Mom and the farm, but I really need to go out there and see the world. Well at least I need to go and see Metropolis. Who knows, maybe I’ll meet someone at school who knows me which might bring back some memories of my past.” “It could be son. You know we’re proud of you for getting into school.” “Yeah, I know.” Jonathan smiled as he took another bite. The rest of breakfast went by quickly. The food was gone, and the dishes were washed. Soon all of Jonathan’s stuff was packed and placed in the back of the blue pick up truck which he would be taking to Metropolis. Finally all was set and ready to go. All three of the Kent’s left the yellow farmhouse and stood next to the truck. “So son, you’re all packed and ready to go? Did you forget anything?” “Yes I’m ready Dad. And I don’t think I forgot anythin’.” “You forgot one thing Jonathan.” “What did I forget Mom?” “You forgot to give us a hug and kiss goodbye.” Jonathan immediately went up and gave his mom a big hug and a kiss on the head. “How could I have forgotten that? I’m gonna miss you Mom.” “Me too Sugar.” Jonathan then went to Hyrum and gave him a hug. Hyrum hugged him back and then pulled out of it leaving a hand on Jonathan’s shoulder meeting his eyes. “Be careful out there son. Be safe…” he tried to continue looking serious as he suppressed a smile, but there still remained a twinkle in his eye. “…and please don’t jump the truck over the creek as you leave town like you did last time.” “Yes Dad.” Hyrum chuckled to himself “That was a disaster, you nearly gave me a heart attack when I saw that.” After giving another hug to his mother, Jonathan got into the truck and started the engine. He smiled and waved and uttered one last “Bye bye.” as he left the driveway leaving a little cloud of dust in the air. His parents held each other in an embrace and both whispered “good luck” as their son turned the corner and was out of sight. When Jonathan got onto the highway he started to think. He had that deja vous feeling. That conversation he had with his mom and dad as he was leaving sounded so familiar. He was sure he had had a conversation just like it before. He just couldn’t remember who it was with. Jonathan pondered on it all the way until he reached Metropolis. --------------------------------------------- Arms cuddled around the fair skinned auburn haired beauty. She heard the soft comforting voice of someone… “I love you… I don’t think I could handle this next adventure into schoolin’ by myself, but I definitely know I will be able to handle it for sure because you’ll be there with me.” She answered with a sleepy “I love you... We’ll tackle this adventure together as a family.” She peeked open an eye and began to look upwards so that she could see and kiss the one who spoke to her. She was nearly there until- “AHCOO!” Martha Clark jerked awake at the sound of her father, Jim’s sneeze in the hall. Martha sat up and rubbed her eyes. She tried to remember what it was that she was dreaming. It felt so real, like it actually happened. She closed her eyes again, hoping that she’d be able to see who the voice came from in her dream. “Dang it. I can’t see him.” Martha sighed, opened her eyes again, and then got up. She dressed in the nice outfit that she had left unpacked and went downstairs to the kitchen where Anne Clark was making waffles. “Good morning sweetheart. How did you sleep?” “I slept alright. I had an interesting dream. I think it’s a memory from before the crash but it’s really hazy I can’t really remember much.” “Wow. You’re remembering. That’s great! You’re mind is starting to heal. I bet getting out there to school will do some more good. By the time the semester’s over, I’m sure you’ll remember more.” “I hope you’re right mom, it was such a wonderful dream…” Martha sat at the table near her dad, and phased out thinking of that happy feeling she had during the dream. When Anne placed a plate of waffles in front of her, Martha ate but still had that far off look. “So uh Martha, are you all packed and ready to go?” “Martha snapped back into reality. “Yes dad, everything’s in the car. Mom’s going to drop me off after breakfast.” “That’s my girl, always prepared. You’ll need that when you’re a lawyer.” “Maybe so.” Martha soon finished eating and they were finally ready to go. She gave Jim a big hug near the car. “Go get ‘em Martha. You show ‘em who you are and who’s boss.” “I love you too dad. Don’t worry, I will.” Martha and Anne got into the car and headed for the other side of the city. Their destination: Metropolis University. --------------------------------------- Mornings in Hazzard County hadn’t changed much. The Dukes always prayed for the safety for Bo and Mindy Sue as well as a blessing on their breakfast. Jesse Duke always kept up hope as did Luke that Bo would one day give them a call and say that he’d be coming home. The one difference at the Duke farm in the morning was that Deputy Enos Strait began coming over for breakfast all the time, and he always sat next to Daisy. “So uh Daisy have we heard from Bo at all since he’s been gone?” “Oh Enos, no.” She hugged him close “We haven’t heard anything. But tomorrow if they were still there would be the beginning of their second semester. They’d come home in a couple months, but now I’m not so sure. I don’t know if they will… I’m so worried Enos.” “Aww, please don’t cry Daisy, I know Bo. We grew up as schoolboys together. Well, I know he can get into so much trouble but he can get out of it every time. Bo will be alright.” “I know Enos, but he still hasn’t called. Something’s wrong I just know it.” Enos wrapped his arms around Daisy in a comforting embrace. He whispered “It’ll be alright Daisy.” Jesse Duke smiled as he saw that his niece now had someone to help comfort her. He was glad that Enos had finally gotten up the nerve to start courting Daisy. Enos was a nice young man and good for Daisy. Jesse sighed, turned and looked out the window, his thoughts then went to Bo, wondering where he is and what he might be doing. He also thought about Mindy Sue wondering if she and Bo were still together wherever they were. He just hoped that they were safe. “Oh Bo, I wish ya’d come home already. We miss ya so much. It ain’t the same only seein’ Luke in the General dodgin’ Rosco. He misses you in the driver’s seat. Come back ta us Bo. Hazzard needs ya.” ------------------------------------------- Jonathan pulled into a parking spot at his apartment. Soon he was all checked in and unpacked. Jonathan lay back on his bed and closed his eyes. He was deep in thought. In his heart he felt that whoever he was supposed to see or meet was here. She had to be here. He unconsciously knew that whoever he had to meet was a she. Jonathan also felt a feeling of longing and love for him come from somewhere. He kept his eyes shut and continued to feel the love for him within him until long after he fell asleep. -------------------------------------- Anne Clark parked her car and brought out all of Martha’s stuff. When they were shown the apartment, Anne immediately began to decorate and unpack Martha’s things jabbering away. Martha smiled and let her mom do her thing. Eventually about an hour and a half later, Martha succeeded in convincing her mom to leave so that she could have some peace and quiet before classes began the next day. When Anne was gone, Martha pondered more on her dream. She felt like she knew that person very well. She thought long and hard about what the man in her dream said about taking on school together as a family. Maybe whoever it was in that dream was here and she’d find him. “I need to find him” she said to herself. By golly, she had to, and was going to find him if it was the last thing she did. Those thoughts kept going in her head until she drifted off to sleep. |
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| Carrie01 | Thu Jul 6, 2006 2:16 pm Post #23 |
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Protector of Jonathan's Legacy
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Sammi, that was a great update! It will be interesting when Bo and Mindy or Jonathan and Martha meet again. :D |
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| SamwiseAtHeart | Tue Jul 11, 2006 11:35 am Post #24 |
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Here's the next update. Enjoy everyone
:D ------------------- When his alarm clock went off in the morning, Jonathan Kent hit the button to quiet the machine and got up. It was the first day of classes, and Jonathan wanted to make himself look presentable and nice so that he’d make a good impression on the teachers. He also wanted to look good so that if he met that girl, it would make a good impression on her too. He put on his nicest flannel shirt, and combed his hair. After snatching up a piece of toast from the kitchen, Jonathan left his dorm and went onto campus. Jonathan’s first class of the day was an agricultural class that focused intensely on farming corn, wheat and other grain crops. Jonathan was a master already at everything the professor had to say. It was clear to him that he would pass this class easy, it was also clear to the professor that Mr. Kent would do well. Looking around the classroom during an especially easy and boring part of the class, Jonathan saw a bunch of people who looked like farmers. There were both men and women present, some older, some younger, but none of them gave him that feeling in his gut that they were the person he needed to see. When that easy class ended that morning, Jonathan looked at his schedule and found that he had Finance as his last class for the day. “Finance… that sounds like it’ll be interesting. I hope it ain’t as easy as my last class. That was ridiculous. Jon, who knows, maybe there will be a cute girl in this class, or even better, that one that I’m lookin’ for.” Soon after he vocalized his thoughts to himself, Jonathan arrived at the Finance classroom early and took a seat towards the front. Within moments, all the other seats were filled in and the professor began the lecture at 12:00 noon on the dot. “If you’re in the right spot, then what you have on your schedules is Finance 101 with Dr. Marshall Owens. If that is not on your schedule then you need to see me after class or go and find where you really need to be. Now on with the lecture. Who here can tell me what the fine art of Financing is?” During the lecture, Jonathan looked around the room. He could see towards the back on the far side of the classroom, that there was a young lady with auburn hair furiously writing down notes as the professor explained what Finance was and what they’d be doing in that class. Jonathan’s heart leapt when he saw her. Throughout the entire class period, between taking notes and paying attention to what professor Owens had to say, Jonathan kept stealing glances over at that pretty girl in the corner. This was the one, he was sure of it. It had to be her. She was the one he had to meet. So many thoughts went through his head. ‘Man she’s beautiful. She looks so smart too. I really hope that she is the girl that I’ve been thinking about. I hope that she knows, me, I would love it if she could bring back all those memories. I wonder how I’ll get her to talk to me. I wonder if she’ll recognize me. Maybe I’ll just go over there and ask her for her notes, yeah that would be simplest. After all I am thinking about her rather than taking proper notes. Yeah, I think that’s what I’ll do. I’ll run over there and borrow her notes as soon as class is done.’ When the bell rang and class was over, Jonathan quickly got out of his seat and ran to the other side of the room so that he could meet the girl and ask her for her notes. He was a little too late though, when he got to where she was sitting in class, she was gone. He looked and saw a flash of the reddish hair flip as the owner of it left the classroom among a thick group of other students. Jonathan ran to the door but he couldn’t see her down either of the halls. He sighed in frustration. “I guess I’ll just have to wait until tomorrow.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Martha Clark woke up late that morning. Her class was at noon, and she hadn’t woken up until 11:30. She had been dreaming again. It was the same dream of the man giving her hugs and kisses talking about being at school together, Martha didn’t want to leave the comfort of that dream. Well, to say that she was in a hurry when she finally got up was an understatement. She shot up and ran to class only getting there seconds before Professor Owens began to teach. She could only find one spot on the far edge of the lecture hall, so she took it and got ready to learn. Martha pulled out her notebook and pen and began taking notes. She needed to do well in this class. It was necessary to do well in finance in order to move on into other classes that would be good for her to become a lawyer. Jim Clark had insisted that she at least had to take finance this semester to get a good jump on that major. Jim wanted her to do well in it, and she wanted to comply so that it would make her daddy happy, so therefore Martha took a lot of notes. During the lecture, Martha never noticed the pair of eyes that kept on going back to her from the other side of the room. She was too attentive to the lecture and taking those notes. When the bell rang, Martha rushed out of the room with another group of rushed students so that she could grab a bite to eat since she had missed getting breakfast or lunch. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning, Jonathan rushed getting ready. Once again he got on one of his nice flannel shirts and then ran to class, slowing only to grab an apple to eat later. The agriculture class felt like it was moving at a snail’s pace. He was impatient and looked at the clock about every thirty seconds awaiting the big hand reaching the 11, when the blessed bell would ring. Jonathan really wanted to get to the finance class so he could meet that beautiful redhead girl who set his heart aflutter. Finally after what seemed an eternity, the bell rang and Jonathan was free to get to his next class. When he walked into the room, he immediately saw that his red head was already there and sitting towards the front. Jonathan smiled at his good fortune when he saw the seat behind her was empty. He promptly filled it. When Jonathan sat down, Martha heard him and looked behind her. Martha saw the blonde hair, the twinkly baby blue eyes and the smile that could melt butter. She immediately felt something deep in her bosom that this was the same man from her dream. She smiled as she mustered up the nerve to say something, hopefully something not stupid, to him. “He-” “-Alright, all conversations should finish and we’ll begin today’s lecture” Unfortunately the Professor interrupted her saying her hello. They both would have to wait until after class to say hi. Throughout the class, Martha kept taking peeks over her shoulder to where her blonde dream boy was sitting and smiling. He always was watching and smiled back when she looked. ‘Oh he is so cute. Look at those eyes Martha, you could get lost in those.’ Martha forced herself out of those thoughts and tried to concentrate and take notes, (but she wasn’t very successful). When the class finally ended, both Jonathan and Martha stood up and were ready to say something to one another, but then the professor called out. “Miss Clark, would you mind staying after class for a moment. I need to discuss something with you.” Both of them sighed and Martha went to Professor Owens’ side. Jonathan decided he’d wait for her just outside. He exited the building and sat on a nearby park bench by a fountain. He pulled out the apple he grabbed earlier from his backpack and took a few bites while waiting for Martha to come out. Jonathan was nervous. He wasn’t sure what he was going to say. Finally the auburn haired beauty walked out of the door and wandered over to where Jonathan was sitting. Martha’s heart started to wildly beat. Finally she got to him, tapped him on the shoulder and shyly asked. “Hi, um I was wondering if I could borrow your notes for Mr. Owens’ class. I don’t think I got a couple points that he mentioned today.” Jonathan smiled. He sensed something about her. She was special and he knew it. He took a bite of his apple and handed over his notebook without even asking her, her name. Martha smiled inwardly. "How can you be so sure I'll bring it back?" He stood up and replied, "I prefer to believe in people." Martha stood there holding the notebook and staring at him. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed because a sudden thought went through her head. ‘Gosh I hope he marries me.’ She blushed. Jonathan could see that she didn’t necessarily want to leave so he cleared his throat and made a motion with his hand for her to sit. “So, uh would you like to sit down, I think I could help explain what notes you missed. I think only I could decipher that chicken scratch that I call handwriting anyways. By the way, my name is Jonathan. Jonathan Kent.” Jonathan extended his hand and Martha took it and they shook hands. Both of them felt a little tingle go up both their spines. The touch between them just felt right. “It’s nice to meet you Jonathan. I’m Martha Clark.” “And it’s a pleasure meeting you too Martha.” The two of them sat and they talked. The first of their conversation was about the class and the notes that neither of them had taken that day. Soon the conversation wandered to other things. Jonathan and Martha sat at that bench talking for hours. They talked about where they were from, what they liked, and other such stuff. When it got to be late afternoon, Jonathan offered to walk Martha home. At Martha’s doorstep, he asked. “Martha. I was wondering if you’d like to c…uh…come to dinner with me sometime.” “I would love to Jonathan. I’m open for Friday.” “Well then Friday it is.” Jonathan took her hand and lifted it to his lips and left a short polite kiss on it and then said good bye. When Martha closed the door after saying goodbye, she immediately became totally hyper. She told everything of what happened that afternoon to her room mate and acted like a love sick puppy. Martha’s room mate Jane just sighed, shook her head and said to herself, “She’s got it bad.” As Martha continued to talk her ear off about what happened and how she felt about that blonde dream boy who was a reality. Jonathan on the other hand walked back to his car and drove back to his dorm in contemplative silence. He thought about Martha the entire time it took to get home. Jonathan knew in his heart that he was in love with her, and that she loved him back. The trick now was to pursue it. Jonathan smirked. “That won’t be too hard.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That week went by fairly quickly, during Finance class the next day and each day afterwards, Jonathan saved a seat for Martha and they sat next to each other. Every day they also spent an hour or two talking afterwards. Finally it was that Friday, and time for their date. Martha wore a sleek blue satin short sleeved dress with the skirt that ended just at the knees. She wore a light lipstick and a small silver necklace. She just hoped that she hadn’t dressed up too much. Martha for the last time fixed her hair in front of the mirror just as there was a knock at the door. Jane the room mate opened the door and let in the blonde who was decked out in nice slacks, a blue shirt and tie, in. Jonathan thanked Jane for letting him in but then stopped in his tracks and stared with his mouth slightly agape when Martha came out from the bedroom. She smiled sweetly, “Hi Jonathan.” “Martha. You look absolutely stunning.” “Martha smiled again, “you don’t look half bad yourself Gorgeous.” Martha covered her mouth in shock. She couldn’t believe that she actually said that last part out loud. Jonathan’s eyes twinkled as he smiled. He noticed Martha’s slight shock and chuckled. Jonathan took her hands and held them in his own. “Thank you Martha. Now how about we go and get that dinner?” “Yeah, lets go.” ‘Before I say anything else stupid’ she thought Jonathan led her to his truck and opened the door for her. “Your chariot awaits m’lady.” He bowed down low and held his hand out. Martha took his hand and smiled at his gentlemanly gesture and let him help her in. After making sure all her dress was in, Jonathan closed the door gently and got in the driver seat. Martha’s thoughts were on what Jonathan did and said. It somehow seemed familiar. She shrugged and then made polite conversation with Jonathan as the truck began to move. Jonathan didn’t waste any time getting to the nice restaurant. It was a little place, more closely resembling a diner, but it still called for nice dress. They ordered dinner and had a nice meal listening to the music and visiting. Jonathan and Martha talked about a lot. All conversation between them felt natural, like they already know what the other would say. To the both of them, they felt like they knew, and loved each other from before their accident. After their meal, They went on a walk in the park. Out there, Jonathan asked Martha if she would be his girl. “Jonathan I’d love to” That made both of them very happy, but something was troubling Martha. She wanted to be honest with Jonathan and tell him about the accident she was in. He should know her past, or what past she could remember since he would be her boyfriend. She pulled him over to a bench and they sat down. “Um, Jonathan, I need to tell you something.” “Well go right on ahead Martha.” “Jonathan, I’m not sure how to say this, but I was in a car accident several months back. I can’t really remember anything from before it, not even my real name. My dad, Jim Clark was the one who found me and well, he isn’t really my birth dad. He just took me in and cared for me after my accident. He and Mom started calling Martha and I became their daughter.” Martha looked ashamed and saddened at the same time. Jonathan took her hand and squeezed it comfortingly. “Martha. It’s alright. I know the feeling. The same thing happened to me.” “It did?” “Yeah. I was in a car crash a few months ago and lost my own memory. Apparently when I was a kid, I got lost. Someone found me and took me in and raised me, but I can’t remember them. At the time of the crash, my real parents found me and I became Jonathan Kent once more. I just don’t know what I was called for all those years I wasn’t in Smallville, or anything else for that matter.” “Oh Jonathan.” Martha buried her head in his chest as she gave him a hug. Jonathan wrapped his arms around her in a comforting embrace and whispered sweet things in her ear. “It’ll be alright Martha. We’ll help each other out. We will remember some day. I love you sweetheart.” Martha looked up and met his eyes. “I love you too Jonathan.” The two of them sat there on that bench in contentment, continuing to hold each other in that familiar hold that both of them knew they had shared from before. Now folks, ain’t this a sweet sight ta see again? I bet y’all were wonderin’ if I’d show up while outside of Hazzard County. Well I just did. You didn’t think I’d leave Bo and Mindy Sue would ya? Well now I guess I should be callin’ ‘em Jonathan and Martha. Anyways, now like all true love that’s felt, once it hits, it never leaves ya alone. Jonathan and Martha could feel it just like they did back in Hazzard, and they loved it. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Back in Hazzard County, nothing much had changed in the past two weeks. Enos still came for breakfast at the Duke farm courting Daisy, and the Duke clan continued to pray for their lost one. One day, Jesse found Luke up in the hayloft of the barn looking out towards the sky. “Luke, is everything alright?” “Uncle Jesse, I’m just real worried about Bo. It’s just frustratin’ ‘cause I couldn’t find him anywheres when I went out there and looked for him a few weeks ago. It’s like he never made it to Metropolis.” “Yeah I know, but Bo’s alright. I can still feel my big toe actin’ up but it ain’t as bad as before.” “You’re right Uncle Jesse. Bo’s alright. I can feel him again. He ain’t hurt and he feels happy. Kinda like when he’s with Mindy Sue.” “I sure do hope those two younguns are t’gether wherever they are.” “Me too. Now how ‘bout we get inside, I can smell the fresh cookies Daisy baked from here.” “That sounds good.” Luke and Jesse Duke climbed down from the loft and went back into the house, but still their thoughts remained on Bo and Mindy Sue. |
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| Carrie01 | Tue Jul 11, 2006 1:29 pm Post #25 |
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That was a really nice chapter! Although when they both admitted to being in a car crash several months ago and both were suffering from amnesia it would have seemed probable that they would have wanted to know more, like where they were found or just some more details.
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| SamwiseAtHeart | Sun Jul 23, 2006 11:28 am Post #26 |
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Finally I have the next chapter. Sorry for the long time it took to get. I had some writers block. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- A couple months went by and Jonathan and Martha became inseparable. They spent nearly every waking moment with each other. They were study buddies, best friends, and boyfriend and girlfriend. Both of them were completely and totally in love with the other and both were contemplating marriage. Actually contemplating is not the right word, both were expecting marriage. Martha was only waiting for Jonathan to propose to her. Martha had met Hyrum and Katie Kent, and Jonathan met Jim and Anne Clark. Martha got along great with the Kent’s, and Jonathan got along well with Anne Clark. Jim Clark was the exception. Jonathan and Jim didn’t get along very well. Since that was a difficult relationship, that made Jonathan nervous about asking for Martha’s hand in marriage. Finally Jonathan got up the gall to go to Mr. Clark and ask. The wait was over. Jonathan sat in the living room of the Clark house jiggling his foot as he waited nervously for Jim Clark to come downstairs and meet him. The lawyer finally came down and sat in a chair right in front of Jonathan and they began to talk. Jonathan asked Jim if he could marry his daughter. Jim who had never really liked Jonathan before began to drill him with questions. Mr. Clark asked him if he really did love his daughter and what he planned on doing with his life. Jim also asked him about how he would provide for Martha and himself. When Jonathan explained about inheriting his father’s farm and tilling the land, Jim looked upset and slightly angry. “So you expect that I’ll let my little girl marry you, who will never amount to anything. I will not let my daughter throw her life away by marrying some hick farmer that couldn't possibly support her.” Jonathan who was trying to be polite throughout the entire strained conversation, at that comment snapped. His inherited hotheadedness came through and he punched Mr. Clark without thinking. Jim was shocked into silence. A minute later Jonathan realized that he had struck out of anger and tried to apologize. Jim wouldn’t listen. He just got angry and kicked Jonathan out of the house. Jonathan stood outside for a few minutes fuming. Jonathan thought how dare he? Jim Clark did not understand that the entire foundation of the U.S. of A. was built and still structured on the backs of farmers. Jonathan was an important part of the economy that kept everybody functioning. Jonathan remembered that someone important to him once said to him that it “doesn’t matter what you have on the outside in worldly possessions, the only important thing is your love for each other. Everything else will work out one way or another.” Jim Clark did not understand that. It also frustrated Jonathan that he couldn’t remember who it was that gave him that sage advice. It was knowledge that he’d keep in his mind as long as he lived, and he wished he could thank again whoever it was that gave him it. When he calmed down, Jonathan got into his truck and drove back to campus and Martha’s dorm. He decided he didn’t need Mr. Clark’s blessing. Besides, Jim wasn’t even Martha’s real father. Jonathan decided that they were going to get married anyways. He knew that they were going to be married before that danged car wreck. Jonathan and Martha had talked a lot about what happened the day they were found, and they deduced that they were in the same accident together. It was a little strange at first but then it just made the couple realize that they really were meant to be together since they had found each other again. So now, about proposing. Jonathan had a great idea and he had it planned out perfectly. The little mishap with Mr. Clark didn’t change anything. Jonathan went to Martha’s dorm, but before knocking he touched his pocket and made sure that the little square box was there. It was. He also had a blindfold ready for Martha. He knocked on the door and Martha answered. Before she could say anything, Jonathan pounced on her and wrapped the blindfold around her eyes. “Jonathan!?! What are you doing? What’s this all about?” “Shhh sweetheart you’ll see. Just be patient.” Martha giggled but complied. She let Jonathan blindfold her and lead her out to his truck and drive her somewhere. Martha could feel the turns, she tried to count them in order to figure out where they were going. Jonathan knew she would do that so he purposely drove in circles for a little bit to get her disoriented. Finally he chuckled and drove her to their destination. It was a place just out of Metropolis. It was rural country despite living on the doorstep of a huge city. Jonathan stopped his pick up and then pulled Martha out of the truck’s window. The passenger door had busted the week before, so that was the only way of getting in or out of the passenger side. Martha giggled as Jonathan continued to hold her and carry her away. She still couldn’t see anything but she felt safe knowing that Jonathan had her in his arms. Jonathan placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head and then set her down. “Now sweetheart are you ready for your surprise?” “I guess so.” “We’re nearly there. Hold onto my hand, I’ll lead you the rest of the way.” Martha hung onto Jonathan, a few yards away she took a step up. Martha could here what sounded sort of like a flame, and she could feel heat. “Jonathan where are we? Can I take this blindfold off?” “Just one more minute Martha.” Jonathan nodded to the third person that was there in the basket they had just stepped into. The third person, a pilot pulled on the string which made the flame turn on. Seconds later the basket lifted into the air. Martha at the feeling of lift clung onto Jonathan. She faced Jonathan though she was still blindfolded. “Now?” “Now.” He replied. Jonathan came behind Martha and undid her blindfold. Martha gasped when she saw what she was in and where she was. They were in fully filled hot air balloon that was now hovering a couple hundred feet in the air. It was a bright blue and red colored balloon with a yellowish tinted basket. She still clung to Jonathan but Martha looked out and saw the beautiful city of Metropolis. The buildings twinkled in the sunlight, the skyscrapers reaching for the clouds. It was a breathtaking sight. “Jonathan, it’s beautiful” Jonathan smiled looking at Martha and said “Yes it is.” Jonathan and Martha looked and pointed out familiar landmarks and buildings. Eventually, Jonathan gently moved away from Martha’s grasp so he could do what he was planning to do up there in the hot air balloon. Martha was fine. She was occupied looking out at the city as they continued to ascend into the sky above it. Jonathan pulled out a bouquet of red tulips that were hidden behind the pilot, and a plate of chocolate covered strawberries. He came behind Martha and kissed her on her neck to get her attention since his arms were full. He then brought the bouquet of tulips around so that she could see them. Martha took them, turned to him and smiled. “Tulips! You got me tulips. Oh and look chocolate strawberries. They’re my favorite. You didn’t have to get me these Jonathan.” “I wanted to Martha. I love you so very very much.” Martha smiled and then stood up on her tip toes and placed a kiss on Jonathan’s cheek. “I love you too” While kissing Jonathan, Martha’s hand reached over and took a strawberry. She placed it in Jonathan’s mouth suddenly and then took the plate from his hands and smiled mischievously. Martha proceeded to stuff several more chocolate covered strawberries into Jonathan’s mouth. Jonathan was surprised but laughed as soon as he swallowed the huge mouthful. Martha grinned, and Jonathan delicately picked up a strawberry. He then placed that strawberry into Martha’s awaiting mouth. This game of Martha stuffing Jonathan’s face and Jonathan being nice and delicately feeding Martha went on until all the strawberries were gone. When the strawberries were finished, Jonathan took both Martha’s hands into his own and looked into her eyes. “Martha, would you do me the honor of this dance?” “I would, but there isn’t any music.” “I can fix that.” Jonathan moved his foot and with his toes pressed the play button on the tape player that was sitting on the floor of the basket. Jonathan had picked out this very special song called “The Time of My Life” by this guy named John Schneider. He thought the song fit the occasion. The music began to play and Jonathan began to lead Martha in a dance as the hot air balloon continued to ascend high into the sky. Jonathan sang along to the music, and surprisingly blended perfectly with the artist. Martha smiled and rested her head on Jonathan’s chest as they danced If you were my lady I’d make you my wife I’d live just to give you the time of my life Till all of the tears of the past come undone They’d fall away faster than rain from the sun I’ve waited all of my life For someone to make all my love songs come true The summer and fall of my life Were wasted unless I can sing them for you And you’d have the time of my life The prime of my life And the seasons to come You’d be the rhyme of my life And the reason for singing my songs Though I’d have my moments You’d still make my days You’d follow my mind when it wandered away You’d find it inside of a dream coming true And you’d open my eyes to the feeling of you I’ve waited all of my life For someone as sweet as the new morning dew The summer and fall of my life Were leading to spring and the sweet taste of you Jonathan gently placed a couple fingers under Martha’s chin and lifted them so that Martha was gazing into his eyes. He smiled and then kissed her. Tears filled Jonathan’s twinkly eyes as he sang past the lump in his throat the last part of the song. If you’ll have the time of my life The prime of my life And the seasons to come You’ll be the rhyme of my life And the reason for singing my song Please share the times of my life The prime of my life And all the seasons to come And you’ll be the rhyme of my life And the reason for singing my song If you’ll sing along As the song stopped, Jonathan continued to hold Martha’s hands. He brought each of her hands up to his lips and left a gentle kiss on each one. He gazed into her eyes and smiled. “Martha, you are my light and my life. I love you with all of my being. You complete me sweetheart. I don’t know who or where I’d be if I hadn’t met you. You are the love of my life. I couldn’t go on if I never asked you this one little question.” Jonathan reached into his pocket and pulled out the little black box waiting there. He flipped it open and went down onto one knee. The sunlight hit the diamond that was set upon the band which made it twinkle like a star in the sky. “Martha Clark, will you marry me?” Martha stood still gazing into the eyes of Jonathan Kent. She knew that this day was coming. She had silently been hoping that this day would come every day since she had met Jonathan. Looking into those baby blues, there was only one answer that could come from the auburn haired beauty. “Yes Jonathan! A million times yes! I will marry you!” Martha flung herself forward and gave the blonde a big bear hug mixed with kisses. Jonathan obliged with the kisses. After several, they then shared a very tender kiss. When they pulled out of it, Jonathan plucked the ring from the box and deftly slid the ring onto her finger. Martha giggled and gave her now fiancé another kiss. Jonathan grinned his boyish grin and took her from behind. He held Martha in his arms in a comforting embrace, and they looked out together to the horizon with Metropolis far below them. “I love you Martha Clark” “I love you Jonathan Kent” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- In Hazzard County life without Bo and Mindy Sue started to become more normal. The Duke family still prayed for them at every meal and still missed them terribly, but they began to get on with life. Luke was still a little upset and sad at not having his younger cousin around, but he began to adjust. Months had gone by since Luke had gone up to see if he could find Bo and had no luck. There was some happy news for the Duke family though. At the end of last month, deputy Enos Strait got over his fear and proposed to Daisy, and she accepted. The most eligible (and pretty) girl in Hazzard was now taken, soon to be hitched, much to the chagrin of the other young men in the county. The Duke family was all excited for this new development. They prepared to have a proper Duke wedding. At that time, they started afresh to look for Bo so he could see that joyous day. Uncle Jesse called Metropolis University once again asking if a Bo Duke and Mindy Sue Taylor were there. Jesse and the rest of the Dukes were saddened when the response was no and that there was still no word on the whereabouts of the couple. Daisy and Enos decided that they would wait a couple months, if they didn’t hear from Bo, then they’d go ahead and get married without him being there. Several months passed and there was still no news on Bo. So, that time for weddings came, and there was a wondrous celebration of Daisy and Enos’s marriage. Jesse Duke was overjoyed that one of his three charges had finally settled down. There was now a chance for the Duke line to keep going. One of Jesse’s fears was that Luke, Daisy, and Bo would never settle down and be able to grant him “grandchildren.” He now had that chance and he was excited. Luke was very happy for his lady cousin and for Enos. He and Bo had often got on Enos’ case for being the oldest virgin in Hazzard County. Luke smiled to himself and chuckled when he thought that that would be no longer, and that it would be Daisy to educate him in those fine arts. Luke sighed as he watched the car that carried his cousin and now cousin in law drove away from the ceremony. He really wished that Bo could have been with them, but alas not. “Oh Bo, where are you cousin?” |
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| Carrie01 | Sun Jul 23, 2006 1:46 pm Post #27 |
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Aww, what a romantic proposal! Great update! :clap: :clap: |
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| SamwiseAtHeart | Thu Aug 3, 2006 7:16 pm Post #28 |
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I finally have the next chapter done, I've been so busy with school work, this was the soonest that I could write the chapter. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The engagement of Jonathan and Martha was one of the most exciting and happiest things that had happened to the both of them. They decided that they would get married a couple months after that day up in the hot air balloon. Strange enough their wedding day was the same day that Daisy Duke and Enos Strait were married back in Hazzard County. I guess the Dukes are connected closer then I thought. They’re ‘least a thousand miles apart and yet they connect like peas in a pod. It was a simple wedding. It took place in Smallville, at the town chapel. Both sets of parents were there and it was a happy occasion. The only one who wasn’t happy was Jim Clark but he remained civil throughout the festivities anyways. Well folks the rest of this story takes place a lot later than this weddin’. I’m gonna let the writer explain what has happened before we pick up the rest of this strange story. A couple years passed by since the wedding of Jonathan and Martha Kent. Jonathan and Martha both finished school at Metropolis University. Soon thereafter, Jonathan’s father Hyrum, and mother Katie both passed away so Jonathan inherited the Kent Farm. He and Martha moved into the Kent farm and settled in Smallville, Kansas. Jonathan and Martha were full of love and strength. At one point they began trying to have children, and after many unsuccessful tries, they looked for help. To Martha’s disappointment, the doctors told them that they could never have children. One day Jonathan and Martha went into town on some errands and stopped in a flower shop to get some flowers for the house. In the Shop Martha made a wish, one that she had really been hoping for. Martha silently wished that someday soon she and Jonathan’d have a little one to look after. On the way home from their errands, large fiery rocks streaked through the sky. There was a meteor shower! There truck the Kents were driving in just missed getting hit directly by a flying object, but the closeness of the actual impact was enough to flip the vehicle over on the highway. Jonathan and Martha were dazed and stuck hanging upside down by their seatbelts. When they came out of the shock, they looked outside of their window and a dark haired naked little boy about the age of three, peeked in and smiled a warm smile at them. Eventually the two Kents got out of the car and bundled up the toddler boy in a blanket. Martha held the child as the both of them walked around to find out where he came from. Jonathan was baffled as to where the boy could have come from. “Kids don't just fall out of the sky, Martha” “Then where did he come from?” “I don't know, but he must have parents.” At that point Jonathan and Martha saw the humungous crater made by the same meteor that flipped the truck. In the center of it lay a small open spacecraft. It was large enough for someone the size of that little boy. Martha sort of smiled and looked over at Jonathan after giving the boy a kiss on the head. “Well, if he does, they're definitely not from Kansas.” Jonathan after turning away from the sight of the ship looked back at Martha and said placatingly to her, “Sweetheart, we can't keep him. What are we going to tell people-we found him out in a field?” Martha knew that there was something special about the boy and that he was meant to be part of the Kent family. She answered cryptically to her husband. “We didn't find him. He found us.” Jonathan and Martha did keep the boy. They took him and the ship back home with them. They hid the space pod in their storm cellar, and took the child into the house and dressed him up in some clothes. When a neighbor came by a few minutes later, Martha told him that they just adopted the little boy. Right there she came up with the name “Clark.” Since he was named, and now the public believed they had adopted him, the little dark haired boy became Jonathan and Martha’s son… Clark Kent. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Now folks that’s the background of Clark. But I bet y’all are thinkin’ that he might not be like you or me since he’s not from ‘round here. Ya’ll’d be right. It just makes our strange story even stranger. Clark Kent as he grew up developed super powers. He developed a gift of speed, strength, and invulnerability by the time he was ten. In his early teens, Clark got x-ray vision, heat vision, and ice breath. Oh and he could also hear like no other, he could hear somebody sneeze from miles away. I tell ya, this boy was full of surprises every day. Well now that we know ‘bout Clark, let’s get back to the story. Clark just turned fifteen and he just finished his first day in high school. … Oh I almost forgot. I bet ya’ll were also wonderin’ about Martha and Jonathan and if they ever remembered about their past life as Mindy Sue and Bo. Well both still couldn’t remember hardly a thing. Once in a while one of them’d have a dream or have somethin’ they did in real life that would trigger a memory. It wa’nt ever anythin’ more than rememberin’ somethin’ one of their loved ones once said. Bo and Mindy Sue, uh I mean Jonathan and Martha never did remember their names or the names of anybody from before their accident. Once in a while they’d be able to picture a face but never a name. I tell ya Jonathan got frustrated anytime it happened. He really wanted to remember that guy with dark hair and sapphire eyes and that flash of an orange car that crept into his dreams. Jonathan had a feelin’ that dude and car were important. Friends and neighbors, you and I know that though, don’t we? Okay now enough of my jawin’. Back to the story. The red haired Martha Kent was in the kitchen pulling a pie out of the oven and the ruggedly handsome blonde Jonathan Kent, was at the fridge pulling out the lemonade from the fridge. The couple was in conversation about another dream Jonathan had, when the front door opened and shut. Footsteps were heard as Clark Kent walked into the house, there was a thunk heard as the teenager dropped his backpack on the floor and walked to the kitchen. “Hey Mom, Dad, I’m home.” Martha set the pie down to cool and then turned to her son and gave him a hug. “Welcome home honey, how was your first day of high school?” “I missed the bus so I ran to school…” Jonathan gave him a disapproving look. He was about to say something when Clark added, “… Don’t worry Dad, I made sure nobody saw me when I stopped running.” Jonathan still looked a little suspicious. “Just make sure you be careful son.” “I will Dad, don’t worry. School was good. I met a pretty girl there. Her name is Lana.” Clark sat down at the table. “So, Mom, Dad, when are you leaving to go to Metropolis for your anniversary?” While Clark told about running to school, Martha cut the pie and placed a piece on a plate and placed it in front of Clark. She answered Clark’s question. “We were going to leave just as soon as you finish that piece of pie and clean up.” Clark dug into the pie. With a mouth full of cherry goop he asked, “That soon?” Jonathan caught Martha’s eye and grinned. “Yeah, that soon.” Jonathan came behind Martha and held her in a warm embrace. Martha giggled and swatted Jonathan away when he started to nibble on her ear. “Honey, wait until we’re off the farm.” “Yeah Dad, get a room, I don’t need to see this. You might just scar me for life if you keep that up.” Jonathan hid a smile and cleared his throat. “Well son, you think you could hold down the fort for a night? I expect that in the morning the barn will still be standing and that the cows will still give milk.” Clark said with a smile, “Don’t worry, I won’t burn down the barn. It’s been months since I accidentally burnt anything… The farm is in good hands, you can count on me Dad.” “I know son. You’re growing up to be quite a man, and a good farmer.” “Thanks.” Martha cleared Clark’s now empty plate. “Now Clark, if you need anything, Mrs. Ross is on call if you’re in trouble. If it’s trouble with your powers, go ahead and give us a call at the hotel.” Clark stood up and took the plate back from Martha. “Yes Mom. Now let me finish the dishes and you and Dad get on and get out of here. I’ll be alright.” Martha kissed her son on the head, “Alright sweetie, you be safe.” “I love you Mom.” “We love you too Clark.” Jonathan and Martha bid their son farewell, grabbed their bags and hopped into the old blue pick up truck and headed on their way. Their destination was Metropolis for a romantic escape for their sixteenth wedding anniversary. As Jonathan drove, he entwined his fingers of one hand with Martha’s hand, and they talked. “Martha, in that dream last night I was so close to remembering that guy’s name. I think he shared my last name…” “Jonathan, I had a dream last night too. In it, I saw the car crash. You know the one where we lost our memories from before. I could see us both just before we rammed into the tree. It was a deer that ran us off the road.” “Don’t worry Martha, That won’t happen again, I won’t let us cra-” “Look out Jonathan!” At that moment a deer darted into the road. Jonathan with super fast reflexes turned the wheel and slammed on the break. The sudden stop made the two occupants jolt forward and hit their heads on the dashboard and whiplash back into the headrests, knocking them both out cold. The car rolled to the side of the road and got caught in a ditch. After a minute or two, the both of them began so stir. Jonathan came to his senses first. He quickly looked over at his wife. “Martha sweetheart are you alright?” Martha was still swimmy headed. She opened her eyes and looked at her husband. “Bo?” At the sound of that name, Jonathan’s jaw dropped. Once he heard it, everything came flooding back to him. All his memories, where he grew up became clear to him. His name was Bo Duke, and he came from Hazzard County, Georgia and Martha… her name was Mindy Sue, and she was his fiancé when the accident happened… Jonathan reached up a hand and placed it on her cheek. “Mindy Sue… Martha.” Martha’s head cleared, she remembered everything. “Jonathan… I remember.” “Me too sweetheart.” Moments later, found the two standing outside of the truck in a warm comforting embrace. Jonathan held Martha close and left several kisses on her head. Tears were in both of their eyes. They thought of how lucky they were that they somehow had found each other again and that they did become a family like they had planned. Jonathan’s mind started to think about home… of Hazzard. Suddenly he thought of his family. Luke, Daisy and Uncle Jesse. ‘It’s been sixteen years since the accident. Sixteen years, what if Uncle Jesse...’ Jonathan couldn’t comprehend the thought of Jesse might now be there anymore, he would be getting pretty old. Jonathan snapped out of his thoughts and looked Martha in the eye. “Martha. We need to call Hazzard. I need to call home.” Martha agreed. All they had to do was get back to Smallville and back to their phone. Martha spoke out loud calling to Clark. She told him that they were in an accident and where they were. Seconds later the dark haired teenager appeared with a whooshing sound. After making sure his parents weren’t hurt, Clark pulled the truck out of the ditch and told his parents to get back inside it. Clark then picked up the truck and super sped it back to the Kent farm in a matter of seconds. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Clark knew that his father and mother were in an accident long before he came to them and that they couldn’t remember anything from before it. He was excited to hear that this last accident jogged his parents’ memories when they explained what had just happened. He was fascinated at hearing about where they grew up. At the end of their story, Clark was just as anxious as his parents were to call the Duke farm. Jonathan picked up the telephone and dialed the number to the Duke farm. It seemed an eternity as the phone began to ring before somebody answered it. There was a click on the other line as the call went through, and then an older gravelly voice answered. “Hello, Duke Farm, Jesse Duke speaking.” Jonathan’s mind reeled. He knew that voice, it was older sounding, but it was definitely the one he was hoping he’d hear. It was his uncle’s voice. Jonathan was at a loss for words, he didn’t really know what to say that would be proper after his sixteen year absence. Besides, his voice wasn’t working. Jesse heard somebody breathing on the other line. “Hello?” Jonathan found his voice after a few seconds. He finally answered a little unsurely. “Unc… Uncle Jesse?” Jesse Duke stood in his kitchen dumbfounded. The voice he had been prayin’ to hear again for sixteen years was on the other line. It was older sounding but no doubt his nephew’s. “B…Bo… is that you?” |
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| SamwiseAtHeart | Fri Aug 4, 2006 11:07 pm Post #29 |
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The muse wouldn't leave me, I got another chapter done quick. I hope you all enjoy. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Mornings at the Duke farm always started early. That morning was no different. Like every day for over forty years, Jesse Duke was the first one up in the house. Despite his age of eighty, Jesse Duke still had that sparkle in his eye and spring in his step. One would still think that he was half his age. Jesse got himself out of bed and stretched to get rid of the early morning cramps that had lately been ailing him. That morning though, Jesse could tell something was slightly different. Jesse had felt a certain ache in his big toe every day for sixteen years, and it wasn’t there that morning. He wasn’t sure what to make of it, so Jesse went down the stairs and started a pot of coffee to start the day without thinking too much on it. He then went back upstairs to the room that used to be Bo and Luke’s. He knocked on the door and went in and woke the occupant of the now single queen sized bed that resided in there. Deep sapphire blue eyes blinked back up at him when Jesse gently shook the dark haired man awake. “Good morning Luke, time for another day.” After hearing his nephew reply a sleepy, “Mornin’ Uncle Jesse.” Jesse slipped out of the room and went to the room right next door. Jesse recalled back in the day, that that room used to be Daisy’s, but now it belonged to Markus Beauregard Duke. Mark Duke was Luke’s son. Jesse came into the room and watched his ‘grandson’ sleep. While watching the boy, Jesse recalled that sad day when Luke’s wife of just over nine years died in a horrible car accident leaving Luke and nine year old Mark only lightly scratched. It was hard to pull Luke out of his guilt laden slump, but Jesse was able to do it. He had Luke and Mark move back into the Duke Farm, and that cheered them up. Luke and Mark had been living there ever since. Mark was now fourteen. Jesse chuckled as he saw his dark haired ‘grandson’ snort and then turn over in his sleep. Mark reminded the Duke patriarch so much of Bo. He looked almost exactly like Luke, but personality wise, Mark and Bo were so much alike it was strange. It was like he was helping to raise Bo all over again. At the thought of Bo, Jesse sighed. He hadn’t heard from or seen his youngest nephew in over sixteen years. Jesse still prayed for Bo. He loved his nephew and knew that he would see Bo again before the Good Lord decided that it was his time to go. Jesse snapped out of his thoughts and gently shook his ‘grandson’ awake. After several stronger shakes, two sapphire eyes peeked open. “Mornin’ Uncle Jesse.” Jesse smiled at the teenager. “Mornin’ sleepyhead, time ta get up.” Jesse left the bedroom went downstairs for breakfast. Luke was already dressed and downstairs making bacon and eggs by the time Jesse got down there. Soon thereafter, the three Dukes sat around the table saying grace. That day went on like every other weekday. Luke went into the fields to work, and Mark went to school, came home and then helped out with the chores on the farm. Jesse was getting older in age, but he wouldn’t be caught dead lying around the house doing nothing. He helped Luke out as much as he could with the farm. That evening around suppertime, something happened that completely floored two of the three Dukes. It was something they had both wanted so badly for so long; it was shocking when it really happened. Jesse had just finished saying a blessing on the food when the phone rang. Luke had a strange feeling, it was like he could feel Bo again. He shook off the feeling, but Luke couldn’t help but be curious as to whom it was that was calling. He let Uncle Jesse answer the phone though. Jesse slowly got up and on the third ring picked it up. He answered with his traditional greeting. “Hello, Duke Farm, Jesse Duke speaking.” Jesse heard the person on the line breathing. It sounded like they were a little unsure. Jesse encouraged the person to answer by asking “Hello?” one more time. After a few more seconds, the person on the other line answered. From the moment the first syllable of sound came from the other line, Jesse knew who it was. He heard his long lost nephew’s voice ask unsurely, “Unc...Uncle Jesse?” Jesse was incredibly shocked but also very happy. He really hoped that he wasn’t dreaming, he had dreamt exactly this so many times before. Jesse asked just to make sure. “B…Bo… is that you?” Luke dropped the fork that was halfway to his face. He jumped up and snatched the phone away from Uncle Jesse. “Bo is that you cousin?” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jonathan heard his uncle ask him if it was really him. Jonathan was about to answer yes when suddenly he heard the other voice that he had wanted to hear. It was Luke. “Bo is that you cousin?” Jonathan smiled and answered, feeling a little surer of himself “Yeah Luke it’s me.” Jonathan heard a loud whoop on the other end of the line. He chuckled knowing the relief that his cousin must have felt from finally hearing from him. Jonathan reverted back to his southern accent as he became more comfortable with talking to his family. “Aww come on Luke, are ya tryin’ ta make me go deaf?” Luke answered, clearly excited and slightly shook up “Bo. It’s really you cousin. I can’t believe it.” “I cain’t believe it either.” Jonathan heard Uncle Jesse in the background telling Luke off for stealing the phone though his voice wasn’t its usual intensity for when he was cranky. Jonathan could tell that Jesse was excited to hear from him as well. He wasn’t surprised when Uncle Jesse’s voice came back onto the phone. “Bo, there’s no doubt that’s you with the racket Luke just made.” “You’re right Uncle Jesse it’s definitely me.” Jesse was overjoyed at hearing his youngest nephew again. Tears of joy filled the elder’s eyes. He said a silent thank you to the good Lord that Bo finally came back to them. “Bo… my boy. You don’t know how glad I am to hear your voice.” “Uncle Jesse, you don’t know how glad I am to hear you too.” Jesse was incredibly thankful that he was talking with Bo. He put his hand over the phone for a second and told Mark and Luke to be quiet and then he put the phone on speaker so that they all could hear. Jesse asked Bo what happened, and why he hadn’t called or come home in sixteen years. Jonathan was silent for a second, but then answered. “Uncle Jesse. Mindy Sue and I were in an accident on out way to Metropolis for college. In that accident, we both got amnesia. I couldn’t remember anything, not even my name. Somehow the two of us were separated and we each got taken in by separate loving families. My new family gave me a name. For the past sixteen years I’ve been known as Jonathan Kent.” Jesse’s jaw dropped. Kent. That was the last name his sister Katie took on when she married that guy Hyrum. Jesse remembered that a little over sixteen years ago, he had gotten a call that they had found their missing son… Jonathan. Jesse mentally smacked himself in the head. He had known without knowing that Bo was alright. Well at least Jesse knew that somebody good took Bo in, he loved his little sister and knew that she would’ve been good to him. Jesse wondered what happened to Mindy Sue, and how Bo got his memory back, so he asked Bo about it. “Uncle Jesse, after a few months with the Kent’s in Smallville, I went to Metropolis ‘cause I had a feeling I needed to go there. When I got to the University, I met a beautiful redhead. Sure enough, it was Mindy Sue, but now she was being called Martha. It was like it was meant to be, Martha and I could both could tell that we had feelings for each other, somehow we knew that we knew each other before our accident that took our memories away. Well, we eventually got married. Martha is here actually, she’s listening in on the conversation. So is my son Clark.” Jesse was shocked once again at hearing Bo’s tale. He had found Mindy Sue again. Jesse knew that the Good Lord was looking out for them. Luke couldn’t not talk to his cousin any longer. He blurted out “You have a son?” Jonathan chuckled knowing his cousin. “Yeah. Is that so hard to believe cousin? I have changed a bit since you last saw me. By the way, Clark is fifteen. We adopted him when he was three.” “I’ve got a son too. Mark is fourteen.” Uncle Jesse glared at Luke for speaking up, but he couldn’t blame him for doing so. Jesse was about to ask the same thing. Jesse asked again what happened that helped them remember them. “Well Uncle Jesse, today is my and Martha’s sixteenth wedding anniversary. We were going to go to Metropolis to spend a romantic evenin’ together, but on our way there we were in another accident. Don’t worry, we’re fine. We just got knocked unconscious and when we came too, we remembered everything. One of the first things I thought was that y’all’d be worried sick about what happened to me and Mindy Sue, and that I had to call home as soon as I could. We got back to my farm in Smallville and called right away, and well… here we are now.” The three Dukes were all flabbergasted. Mark Duke still sat at the table as he listened to the entire conversation. He had been told all about his Uncle Bo, and was actually pretty excited to hear from him. He was really happy to hear that he had another cousin, a cousin that was a guy and near his age. Mark did have a cousin that was there in Hazzard. His Aunt Daisy and Uncle Enos had a girl that Mark was pretty close to, but it wasn’t the same as having a guy cousin to hang out with. She was fifteen and her name was Lily. Jesse was stunned at all the information given to him. He had sat back down at the table trying to digest all that Bo had told them. Luke stood as Bo explained everything to them. He was surprised at all that happened, but very glad that Bo was alright and that he now remembered. Luke smiled as he heard his cousin’s next sentence. “Luke… I told ya that I’d see you soon when I last saw you. I’m sorry that ‘soon’ turned out to be a lot longer than I thought it would.” “It’s okay Bo, it wasn’t your fault.” Jonathan blamed himself for what happened. “But I was driving, the accident happened because of me.” Luke could tell Bo felt guilty and knew exactly how to counter it. He answered. “Bo the accident that wiped your memory happened. It may or may not have been your fault, but this second accident, the very one that happened today I’m grateful for. I never thought I’d ever say that, but I am grateful for that accident. Bo, you said you was drivin’, so it might’ve been your fault for the first one, but it’s definitely your own fault that you remember us now because of that accident today. Don’t feel guilty for what’s in the past. Feel glad that you had that new accident and remembered.” Luke could tell that Bo was still feeling guilty. “I’ve long since forgiven you cousin. Don’t worry ‘bout it.” Luke was quiet for a second and let Jonathan digest everything he said. He then added, “Bo? I just hope that “soon” now will be actually soon. When are we gonna be able to see you and Mindy Sue? And When are we gonna meet your son?” Back in the Kent kitchen, the three Kents looked at each other when they heard Luke’s inquiry. Martha pulled out her calendar and pointed to the next week. It was blank, which meant that they’d be able to go to Hazzard in a couple days and stay for a week and two weekends. Jonathan grinned when he saw how soon it would be. “Luke, Uncle Jesse, we’re coming home to Hazzard this weekend.” Once again there was a whoop on the other side of the line. Only this time it wasn’t just one person, there were three voices coming from the Duke farm in shouts of joy. After a couple more hours of talking and sharing stories of what’s been happening in their lives, the Dukes and the Kents reluctantly hung up the phone. There were things that the both of them needed to do. The Kents had to figure out what to pack and when they’d leave. Jonathan and Martha were as giddy as they were when they first kissed… the first time. They were going home! Clark was excited to meet some cousins and meet Uncle Jesse. Clark was always glad to meet new people. If this Uncle Jesse raised his dad, he must be a great man. One thing was for sure. All three Kents couldn’t wait for the weekend. As soon as they hung up the phone, the Dukes became very busy. There was a flurry of activity; there was so much to do. Jesse had a welcome home party that he had to plan, and lots of people to call. Luke was so excited to hear from Bo. Once he hung up the phone, he ran into the barn and pulled the tarp off the shiny orange car he had kept in perfect condition for all those years. He hadn’t driven it since his darling Joanne had passed away, but it was tuned up and ready to go like those years had never happened. Luke stroked the hood of the car and said with a smile, “General, Bo’s coming home!” As soon as he did that he let out another whoop and then slid into the window and ignited the powerful racing engine. He tore out of the barn and onto the streets of Hazzard and drove toward the Strait residence. He had to tell Daisy that Bo was coming home! Ain’t ya glad to see such a happy Duke? 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| Carrie01 | Sat Aug 5, 2006 9:51 am Post #30 |
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Aww, what a nice couple of updates! I'm looking forward to when the Kents and Dukes meet again! :D |
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| iluvwriting | Sat Aug 5, 2006 9:55 am Post #31 |
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Awwwwww, they sound really happy to have Bo comeing home. I can't wait to read the next part! |
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| SamwiseAtHeart | Wed Aug 9, 2006 7:21 pm Post #32 |
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Thanks you guys, well here is the next part, I hope you enjoy ---------------------------------------------------------- The word spread throughout Hazzard like wildfire. Bo Duke was coming home. It was promised to keep secret, yet everybody somehow learned about it. Word of the homecoming finally reached the County Commissioner, Jefferson Davis Hogg. Yep, Boss Hogg’s still alive and he still got the sheriff wrapped around his pudgy little finger. Boss heard the news through Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane who heard it from his Deputy who was the husband of one of the Dukes. Enos had accidentally let it slip to the Sheriff after keeping it a secret from him for the entire week. The older commissioner sat in his barber chair in the back room of the Boars Nest, puffing on a cigar. Boss hadn’t changed much except that the little hair he did have sixteen years ago was gone and he had a few more rolls of fat around his chin and a lot more wrinkles. He had a look of disbelief on his face as he heard the news from his crooked sheriff. “Rosco did I hear you right? Did I just hear you say that Bo Duke, the same Bo Duke that has been missing for sixteen years is coming back to Hazzard County… today?” Sheriff Rosco had white hair now, and had gained a few pounds, but he still had that same giggle and smile he did when he was younger. He giggled his unique giggle that sounded like something was caught in his throat. “You sure did Boss. I heard it straight from Enos. He’s married to Daisy Duke you know.” “I know that you dipstick! Now what are we gonna do about Bo coming back! We already got two more Dukes now then we had before he even left. I don’t want any more Dukes in Hazzard! What are we gonna do ta get rid of him?” “Uh… I don’t know Boss.” “Of course you don’t you numbskull.” Boss thought for a second and then told the sheriff. “Rosco…Go out and check the speed traps. When Bo comes in, nail him for speeding for now, and then we’ll come up with somethin’ later that’ll get rid of him fer good.” Rosco giggled again. “All right Little Fat Buddy, I’m gone.” As Rosco left, Boss called after him. “Rosco, I’m not your ‘Little Fat Buddy.’ Rosco left the back room of the Boars Nest and went to his squad car. He got in and looked over to the passenger seat. There sat a basset hound. This dog happened to be the great grand daughter of Flash, the dog Rosco had had and loved while the Duke boys were on probation. This dog also happened to be named Flash. Rosco named all his dogs Flash, he just loved the name and he just loved those dogs. “Ohh Flash, I’ll finally be in ‘Hot Pursuit’ again just like old times!” Rosco pat Flash on the head, turned on his engine and sped away towards the speed traps, hoping to catch a wayward long lost Duke. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The few days after the car crash and the call that had them reconnect with the Duke family, the Kents were all set and ready to go. Jonathan found a neighbor in Smallville that would take care of the livestock while he was gone, and Martha excused Clark from school from that Thursday and Friday, and for the entire week after. The Kents were all packed and anxious to go. That Thursday morning they finally set off for Georgia. Throughout the two day drive, Jonathan and Martha told Clark all about Hazzard and what it was like growing up there. They talked about all the people they loved Uncle Jesse, Luke, Daisy, Enos, the crookedness of Sheriff Rosco, and the dirtiness of Boss Jefferson Davis Hogg. Clark was amazed that his father was once on probation with his cousin for running what his dad called… “Moonshine, Dad?” Jonathan glanced behind his shoulder to Clark and then continued to drive and talk. “Homemade whisky son. The Duke clan for centuries has made the best moonshine all of Georgia. Luke and I like any good Duke learned the trade. One day we got caught on a run to the next county. The dang tire blew out when we were goin’ ninety five miles an hour runnin’ from the revenuers. If only we had had the General then…” Clark asked, “The General?” Jonathan answered with a smile on his face, “The General Lee. “Me and Luke’s car. We built him together from scratch. It was the fastest car in the tri-county area, if not all of Georgia.” “You’re father’s right Clark. It was the fastest thing in Hazzard. The sheriff could never catch them in the General.” Clark continued to marvel at the stories his dad told of the adventures he and Luke went through and the schemes that Boss Hogg put them through. For some reason, Clark could never picture his dad behind bars, racing cars, or doing something as illegal as what he often did, and also he couldn’t fathom his dad making and running whisky. Bo Duke sure was a lot different from the Jonathan Kent he grew up with as his dad. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jesse Duke called all the friends and neighbors of the Duke clan and told them that Bo was coming home and that he was throwing a big welcome home party. He also told them to keep it quiet so that J.D. Hogg wouldn’t know. As soon as Luke told her, Daisy told Enos and Lily that Bo was coming home. She made Enos promise not to tell Rosco or Boss. She reasoned that they’d find out soon enough after Bo got home. Daisy and Lily her daughter, were at the Duke farm more than they were at their own home that week. They baked and cooked and decorated like no other Duke has done before. Luke polished up the General, tuned him up and made him all perfect so that when Bo got there, they could go for a ride. Luke could not wait to see his cousin, and couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he’d see the General Lee just waiting to go. Mark Duke was excited to meet his cousin Clark. He offered to let him share his room while they were visiting. So in the few days after the first phone call, Mark went into the storage room and brought out the second twin sized bed and made it up. Mark was so ready for his cousin to show up. Friday afternoon, all the Dukes, Enos included (he was off duty) were anxiously awaiting the arrival of Bo, Mindy Sue, and Clark. The men folk paced around the room while the ladies put the finishing touches on the food that they had prepared as a welcome home feast. Luke jumped when he heard his cousin on the CB radio. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The blue pick up just passed the county line. There was a sign that said “Welcome to Hazzard County.” The grin on Jonathan’s face was like one of a child in a candy shop as he passed into his home territory. The roads they just got on were the roads he grew up on. He knew them like the back of his hand. Jonathan picked up the CB mike in his truck and called in. “This is Long Lost Sheep calling Shepherd and the Flock. Ya got your ears on Shepard, this is Lost Sheep. Come back?” The sound of Jesse Duke’s voice came over the CB. “This is Shepard Bo, where are ya?” “We just crossed into Hazzard on highway sixteen. We’re almost home, it’ll just be ‘bout twenty minutes.” “We hear ya Lost Sheep, we’ll be waitin’.” Jonathan signed out and put his CB mike away. He continued to drive and smiled as he passed roads. Fond memories of these roads came back to him, all the races and chases he’d done on these roads. Out of everything, the one thing that he didn’t remember about was the speed trap that he just passed. A police cruiser pulled out just behind them, from the side of the road with its lights flashing and its sirens blaring. The occupant of the police cruiser heard all that was said by the “Lost Sheep” on the CB. He figured out that the person driving that blue pick up must be Bo. He picked up his own CB and called into it. “This is Sheriff Ros-co P. Coltrane. You driving the blue truck in front of me pull over.” Jonathan looked at Martha and Martha looked at Jonathan. Both of them burst out into laughter. It was Rosco! He was still sheriff. Martha giggled and suggested, “Hey Bo, lets stop and say hi to Rosco. Let’s mess with his head a little. I’m sure he missed us doin’ that.” Jonathan laughed and agreed, but first he led Rosco on in a little bit of a chase just for sport. He flew up and down several roads keeping ahead of the police car, but at some point he then hit the break so that he could talk to the sheriff. Jonathan slowly came to a stop and rolled down his window. Rosco stopped just behind them. The sheriff quickly exited his car and came up to the driver’s window. He saw that the driver of the truck was blonde and had baby blue eyes. And the fact that the driver drove around like a madman perfectly at ease with the roads… that was enough to convince him that it was Bo Duke. “Alright you Bo Duke. I know that’s you. I caught ya speedin’. That’s a fifty dollar ticket.” Jonathan quickly winked at Clark and Martha and then answered the sheriff with a straight face and innocent sounding voice. “Excuse me officer, but my name isn’t Bo Duke. My name is Jonathan Kent. Me and my family are just visitin’ here for a spell.” Rosco looked up from his ticket book and mumbled as he looked at Jonathan’s face. He was positive that it was Bo only sixteen years older. He confusedly mumbled, “mmm…Bo…Kent… uh…who are um y… uh you said your name is Kent?” Jonathan’s eye twinkled as he held in a smile. “Yes Rosco, my name is Jonathan Kent.” Just then Luke’s voice could be heard over the CB. “Bo, what’s takin’ you so long?” Jonathan smirked, thinking about the look on Rosco’s face, and picked up answered on the CB. “Just forgot about one of Rosco’s speed traps.” Rosco gasped and stuttered loudly “I knew it was you Bo Duke!” Jonathan grinned back at the sheriff “Bye Rosco.” and hit the accelerator leaving Rosco swearing at them in a cloud of dust. In the car Jonathan and Martha had a good laugh, and so did Clark. Clark had never seen his father do anything of the like of what he just did. It was hilarious the look on that sheriffs face. “So that’s the infamous Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane… He’s just as funny as you and Mom told me Dad.” “Yeah son.” Minutes later, the blue pick up made its way across Duke land. Jonathan’s heart pounded as the farm house finally came into the Kent’s view. Jonathan smiled as he saw the group of people that stood out on the porch. He saw the familiar figures of his cousins and Uncle, and Enos, and two not so familiar figures. In any case, it was his family. Jonathan parked the truck, and after sixteen years, finally took a step on Hazzard County soil. Jonathan took a deep breath in and turned and faced his family. Jonathan had barely turned when he was bear hugged by his dark haired cousin. Jonathan hugged Luke back just as hard as his cousin was holding him. Luke finally let go of his cousin and looked into Jonathan’s eyes. “Welcome come Bo. We really missed you.” “Missed you too cuz.” Martha and Clark got out of the truck and came behind Jonathan as soon as he had finished hugging Luke. Luke spotted Martha and instantly recognized her. He gave her a hug as well. “Welcome home Mindy Sue. It’s good to see that Bo’s been lookin’ after ya.” “It’s nice to see you too Luke.” Uncle Jesse, Daisy, Mark, Lily, and Enos all came forward and gathered in a clump in front of Jonathan, Martha, and Clark. Daisy ran forward and gave Jonathan and Martha hug. “Welcome home Bo welcome home Mindy Sue.” Jonathan hugged his lady cousin and answered “It’s good to be home Daisy.” Daisy went off to the side, and that left Jonathan to meet once again the Duke patriarch. Jesse. Jesse came forward and placed his well weathered hand on Bo’s shoulder and pulled him into a hug. Tears filled his eyes as he spoke. “Bo. You don’t know how much these old eyes have been wantin’ ta see ya fer all these years. Finally you’re home. My little Bo… Welcome home son.” Jonathan’s eyes teared up and he whispered “I love ya Uncle Jesse.” To the man who was like his father. After a few seconds, Jonathan pulled away from the hug with his Uncle and put a hand on his wife and son’s shoulders and had them come forward. “Uncle Jesse, everyone, I’d like to introduce ya to my beautiful wife Mindy Sue and my son Clark.” There was a sudden burst of talking as Luke, Daisy, Enos, and Uncle Jesse all introduced themselves to Clark. They in turn introduced Mark and Lily to Jonathan, Martha, and Clark. The Dukes all took a good liking to Clark right away. He fit perfectly into the family. They did know that Clark was adopted, but that didn’t matter to them at all. In their eyes, Clark was a Duke. And Dukes know that family is always important. The Kents all took a liking to Daisy and Enos’ daughter and Luke’s son as well. Clark especially liked them. When Mark offered to share his room with him, Clark knew that this cousin was someone that was good. Clark finally had some family that was his age. He was excited and ready to get to know him and in turn have someone get to know him, maybe even know the real him that he kept hidden from everyone but his mom and dad. Clark had talked with his mom and dad on the way to Georgia. Along with all the stories of Hazzard, his parents did talk about Clark’s powers and what they were going to tell the Dukes. Jonathan had told Clark that he didn’t like to lie to his family, so they would at the right time tell the Dukes about Clark’s origins. When they did, they would do so as a family. After all the introductions and welcomes, everybody went into the Duke house for some good old fashioned southern supper. Jonathan hesitated at the door behind everyone else. He smiled as he looked back out to the yard and saw the General Lee and the other familiar family vehicles. He glanced inside and saw all the people he loved. He smiled and said mostly to himself, “Dang It’s good to be home.” And then went inside. Ain’t that just a perfect Duke welcome for Bo an’ his family? A chase with Rosco, and then all the family gatherin’ round? I don’t know ‘bout you but it sure is nice seein’ Bo back in Hazzard. |
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| Carrie01 | Thu Aug 10, 2006 12:21 pm Post #33 |
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What a great update! I love this story! :D |
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| SamwiseAtHeart | Thu Aug 17, 2006 11:32 pm Post #34 |
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Rosco stood out in the middle of the road in thought for a long time after the dust that had been flung at him from the pick up’s tires, settled. It was Bo Duke. He was home! Rosco was happy and also not so happy at the return of the blonde Duke boy. He knew that he would get an earful of not so nice words from Boss for letting Bo go without giving him a ticket, but Rosco didn’t care. It was so nice seeing Bo again. Rosco went back into his police car and pat Flash on the head. He scratched her ears as he began to think. As Rosco thought about their encounter, he figured out that it was also Mindy Sue Taylor who was in the truck. He did remember that Bo and Mindy Sue were engaged and going off into the world together. The sheriff put it all together and figured out that Bo had married Mindy Sue and that they had had a child. That explained the young man in the back seat. Rosco looked into the sad droopy looking eyes of his basset hound, “Flash… Boss Hogg weren’t too happy hearin’ that one Duke was comin’ back, I just hate ta be the one who tells him that there are now three more Dukes in Hazzard…” Flash woofed and the sheriff sighed “…Yeah I know Flash, I gotta tell him anyways. But there’s no tellin’ what that Meadowmuffin ’ll do ta me when I tell ‘im, and what he might do ta poor Bo an’ his family when he has a chance to come up with somethin’ ta get rid of ‘em.” Rosco shook his head and sighed again. “Sometimes I really don’t like working for that overstuffed marshmallow… Flash, I’m getting’ too old fer this…” He turned on his engine and drove off, headed towards the Boars Nest to tell Boss Hogg the news. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Joy and laughter like no other filled the Duke house that night. The Duke family was together again! Stories passed from the Kents to the Dukes and the Dukes to the Kents. Jonathan and Martha once again told the Duke family, in more detail of what happened to them that caused them to lose their memory and what happened afterwards. They told them about Clark growing up and some fun stories about Smallville. They avoided the topic of Clark’s original origins and the stories that involved him gaining and using his powers. The time wasn’t quite right to tell the Dukes just yet. Luke got to tell the Kents all about his wife Joanne and how they met. He got a little teary eyed as he also talked about the death of his dear wife. But he also told Bo and his family of some more happy times with him and his wife and son. Luke also told him about how recently he and Mark got out of some of Boss Hogg’s newer schemes to get rid of the newest Duke boy and his father. Even though Mark was only fourteen, Boss still had a grudge against the Dukes and took it out on him. Daisy and Enos got in on the conversation by telling the Kents of their courtship after Bo and Mindy Sue had left Hazzard, and how Enos finally got the nerve to ask Daisy for her hand in marriage. Since Daisy and Enos’ marriage, Enos had become less shy and much more confidant. He had to be if he was to keep up with his daughter and the rest of the Dukes who had adopted him as one of their own. But this time when Daisy told the story of how he proposed, Enos blushed like he had never blushed before. “Bo, Enos stood up in front of everyone at the annual Harvest Festival Dance. With all Hazzard watching, he called me up onto the stage, got onto one knee and proposed to me right there.” Jonathan laughed, “I never thought he’d ever find the nerve ta ask ya ta marry you Daisy, and especially in front of so many people. Heck, last I saw of you Enos, you were makin’ excuses to leave when Daisy got a little forward on you.” Enos still red from blushing so much answered. “Well Bo, I didn’t really know what to do. Daisy made me so nervous doin’ that. Ain’t it the man who’s supposed ta be forward with the girl?” All the males in the room chuckled and agreed with Enos. “Anyways Bo, I knew that everyone knew that I liked Daisy since the first grade. I figured that when I did propose, I’d do it in front o’ all those people. Let them know that ain’t afraid to go after the person I really care for.” Jonathan smiled and went forward and gave his cousin in law a hug. “I know it’s a little late, but welcome to the family Enos. I’m glad that you finally married Daisy. I couldn’t think of any other person that would be right for her.” The Deputy hugged back. “Thank you Bo.” The rest of the night was spent sharing more and more stories. Finally it got to be really late and everyone went to bed. Enos, Daisy, and Lily left for their own house near town, and Mark and Clark went to Daisy’s old room. Luke let Martha and Jonathan take his room, and Luke took the couch. Once everyone was all settled, Jesse Duke turned out all the lights and wished each one of them a good night rest and went to bed himself. That night the clan patriarch had the best night sleep he had had in over sixteen years. His family was finally all back together. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Boss Hogg was furious at the news Rosco gave him that evening. Three new Dukes in Hazzard? The county was becoming overrun by that confounded family! An infestation! There was nobody who could doubt that the county commissioner was cranky that night. The elderly fat man in the white suit paced back and forth puffing on his cigar in thought in the back room of the Boars Nest. As he walked about the room, he occasionally yelled an insult at the sheriff. Rosco sat in the barber chair swirling back and forth following Boss as he went back and forth through the room. Finally Boss stopped pacing and turned to look at Rosco. There was a glint in his eye that made the sheriff want to cringe. “Rosco…” Rosco gulped and answered “Yeah Boss?” Boss took the cigar from his mouth and looked at it thoughtfully. “I got a little errand I need you to run. It shouldn’t be too hard. Even you and your tiny brain could handle what I want you ta do.” Boss then focused his gaze on Rosco and began telling him what to do. Rosco seemed excited at the prospect of one thing Boss mentioned but then really did cringe at the look Boss gave him when he told him this was serious and that this was not to be messed up. No wonder Rosco’s cringin’, that look on ol Boss’ face could curdle even the freshest bowl o’ milk. --------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning at the crack of dawn there was already lots of movement in the Duke house. Years of farming had trained them to get up with the chickens and that’s just what they did. Jonathan and Luke were up even before Uncle Jesse. When they were younger that would have been unheard of, but now that they were older, and now finally together again, Bo and Luke just couldn’t sleep in. They wanted to spend the time re-bonding. Bo and Luke went outside and did the chores together that morning. They fell into their old routine like they had done in the past. Working together was more like playing for the older Duke boys. They got into their rhythm of joking and kidding one another, just like the sixteen years had never passed. At some of the kidding, Jonathan got slightly offended. He and Luke eventually ended up wrestling each other. Jonathan took offense at the very small thing just because he wanted an excuse to wrestle his older cousin like they did back in the day. They scuffled in the dirt for a while, Bo was on top. “You know Luke, I’m gonna win this old man.” “No way Bo. You aint gonna win this. I’m gonna beat ya like I always used ta. ” Luke turned Jonathan over and rolled around some more trying to get him into a submission. A few minutes later and the wrestling match was over. The grinning blonde was the victor much to his delight and the brunette’s amazement. It was usually Luke who won. His Marine training always gave him the advantage over his cousin. To Jonathan, he figured that the wrestling with Clark back home had done some good, made him stronger and quicker than he was when he was younger. Anyways, it paid off. He beat Luke for the first time. Bo and Luke finished with their romp and finished their chores quickly. The rest of the house woke up just as they finished up and dusted themselves off. Martha woke up and glanced out the bedroom window. She saw her husband out there with his cousin and she smiled. She loved seeing Jonathan like that. She loved the Jonathan Kent he had been for the past sixteen years, but she also loved the Bo Duke that she had known before and who was now re-emerging. Martha shook her head when she saw them horsing around and looked away with a smile. Mindy Sue got dressed and came to the kitchen where she whipped up a hearty breakfast for Jonathan, Luke, the two teenagers and Uncle Jesse. Martha’s breakfast was a hit with everyone. There wasn’t a speck of leftovers even minutes after grace was said. Everyone agreed that Martha’s cooking was just as good, if not better than Daisy’s. After the chores were done and breakfast eaten, Daisy and Lily came over. Unfortunately Enos had to go to work, so he couldn’t spend the day with the family. The adults all got together and visited some more. They shared even more stories. Clark, Mark, and Lily were tired of all the talking so they excused themselves and went off on their own. The two Dukes decided to give Clark a tour around the Duke land. On the walk, all three of them immediately started to bond. Not many words were needed, the three just had a feeling that they could get along and would get along well together. One of the first things Mark asked Clark when they were alone, was if he liked cars. What most people back in Smallville didn’t know about Clark was that he secretly liked cars. He also liked figuring out problems and getting people out of them. Clark told Mark this. Mark thought that that was perfect. Mark, like a younger Bo Duke absolutely loved racing cars and quite often got in trouble. Clark could be the one who would help him get out of trouble. Mark began telling stories of his life here in Hazzard, how he was already learning how to drive. He also talked about all the pretty girls in the Junior High school. “There’s this blonde one whose name is Betty Mae and she’s incredibly cute. Oh there’s also this pretty brunette who has the most beautiful smile in Hazzard… oh except yours Lily. Jenny has the prettiest eyes and Linda Lou has the best figure and…” Clark just smiled as his cousin went on and on. He loved the light heartedness of Mark. It was refreshing to him. Clark had always kept his feelings bottled up, or he brooded by himself in the loft of his barn. Seeing his cousin come straight out with what was on his mind was inspiring to Clark, maybe in the future he’d be more open like Mark. Clark also really liked Lily, he talked with her some. She seemed really amazing to him. Like her mother before her, Lily grew up with boys. Along with learning the fine arts of cooking, sewing, and cleaning, Lily also learned how to fight, shoot, hunt, and fish right along side her cousin. When she demonstrated some of those things, Clark thought that was awesome and let his lady cousin know that. Lily blushed and told him that it was all part of growing up here in Hazzard. ------------------------------------------------------------------- With the adults all talking in the kitchen and the teenagers out on the Duke land, nobody noticed when two people hid behind the barn as they began to spy on the family. I don’t know ‘bout you, but I don’t like the sight of anyone spyin’ on the Dukes. Better stick ‘round. |
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| Carrie01 | Fri Aug 18, 2006 1:03 pm Post #35 |
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That is a great update! I like the way they have all picked up where they left off and the wrestling match was pure Duke boys again! :LOL: I wonder what dirty plan Boss Hogg has thought up! :unsure: |
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| SamwiseAtHeart | Fri Aug 18, 2006 1:21 pm Post #36 |
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You know what? so do I :LOL: Thanks Carrie :hug: |
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| SamwiseAtHeart | Sat Sep 9, 2006 12:42 pm Post #37 |
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I finally have the next chapter done. I hope you all enjoy. -------------------------------------------------------- Martha and Daisy were in the kitchen baking a couple batches of cookies and a pie together, while Uncle Jesse sat in the old rocking chair. Jesse thought on what had happened in the past week. He had gone from not knowing if Bo was still alive, to knowing what happened, where he lived, that he had a wife and a child, and now his long lost nephew was over and visiting them for a while. That morning Jesse, Daisy, Luke, Jonathan, and Martha spent more time catching up. During their visiting, when Jesse caught Bo looking out the window at the bright car in the driveway and catching Luke’s eye more than once, he told them that they should go and have a ride. Jesse was pleased when two exceptionally happy faces looked back at him after he spoke. Daisy and Martha encouraged Jonathan and Luke to go on alone and that they’d be fine visiting with each other and Uncle Jesse. Martha gave Jonathan a kiss, “Go on Jonathan. You need this. You and Luke both need this.” “Alright sweetheart. We’ll be back in a while. If it’s okay with Luke, I want to take Clark and maybe the rest of the kids on a ride in the General when they get back from whatever it is they’re doin’.” Martha shooed Jonathan and Luke out the door and watched from the front porch as the older Duke boys approached their beloved car. Jonathan went to the driver’s side and placed a hand on the roof, and found himself lost in thought. He remembered the last time he had seen the General, it looked exactly the same now as it did then. It was in perfect condition from the outside looks of it. Jonathan smiled and then went to the front and opened the hood. He took a quick look and then glanced up at Luke. “Luke, you’ve kept him tuned up. He looks like he could fly like greased lightning.” Luke grinned and pulled out the key, “Well cousin, let’s see how high you can make ‘im fly.” He tossed the keys to Jonathan and slipped into the car through the passenger side window and then poked his head back out meeting eyes with the blonde. “I just hope you ain’t rusty after those sixteen years.” “Don’t worry cuz, I’m not. I’ve jumped my truck over there, a time or two in Smallville.” Jonathan laughed remembering scaring Hyrum Kent more than once with his stunts, and then hopped into the driver’s seat. Seconds later the powerful engine roared to life and Bo grinned from ear to ear. “Whoo! General I’ve been waitin’ ta hear ya purr ever since I got back.” Luke noticed the smile on Jonathan’s face and smiled along with him. “Well cuz are we just gonna sit here smilin’ all day or are ya gonna take her outta park?” “Cute Luke, real cute…” Jonathan revved the engine and then the General tore out of the driveway and onto the streets of Hazzard. Martha smiled as she heard her husband shout a loud “Yeeehaw!” as the General left the farm in a cloud of dust. ---------------------------------------------------------------- The feel of the wheel on his fingers and the wind on his face was heaven for Jonathan. He felt home. A mischievous grin appeared on Jonathan’s face and then he took off onto the dirt roads, up into the hills. The General Lee ran smooth for his long lost master. He knew what Bo wanted to do and he was ready for it. He turned agilely at the slightest touch of the wheel. The General missed doing this, and being handled by his blonde owner. He had felt neglected for the last few years. Luke never rode him anymore. Being out again just made him more eager for the jump that he was sure was to happen soon. Those Hazzardous roads hadn’t changed one bit. Bo wound in and out of those hills like a pro, pushing the speed up higher than he had ever gone in sixteen years. The grin plastered on his face showed the joy that he was feeling at being in his element once again. Luke sat in shotgun and he seemed happy. He was glad that Bo was back, and that he was back in the seat that the General liked him to be in best. With Bo at the wheel, Luke was relaxed. He knew he was in good hands. It made him think that maybe he shouldn’t have not driven the General Lee since his beloved Joanne had passed away. Luke was pulled from his thoughts when the car jerked as it took a hard left turn. “Keep ‘er steady Bo.” “I got it Luke.” Luke looked ahead and smiled. That was the explanation for the hard turn, Bo’s favorite jump over Hazzard Creek was coming up. “Hang on cuz.” The dirt ramp could clearly be seen. If anything, it had gotten bigger over time. Jonathan positioned the General in line with the ramp and then gunned the engine. The take off was perfect, the General Lee launched into the air with practiced precision. It seemed for a second that the General stopped in mid air above the creek. Suddenly “Dixie” sounded and then the General continued its flight. The General landed a good twenty-five yards from its take off spot and then screeched to a sliding stop. Jonathan stuck his head out the window and looked back at the jump he just made and let out that rebel yell he had been keeping pent up for all those years. It was the yell of triumph, the yell that meant that he, Bo Duke, was back. That jubilant yell continued to reverberate through the hills long after the General left the scene and headed towards town. --------------------------------------------------------------------- The town of Hazzard was having a relatively quiet day. There was only a minor incident that happened, of two guys escaping jail during a prison transfer the evening before. Things like that happened often, so it wasn’t out of the ordinary to see Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane and Enos Strait looking everywhere for the two missing prisoners. Anyways, Hazzard had become a quiet town, well quieter than it was when a certain car owned by the Duke boys had ceased to be seen on the roads. Late that morning, something that the town had lacked for years, shot the quietness of Hazzard Square. There was the sound of a powerful engine and two loud “Yeehaw!”s as the General Lee charged into town with the horn proudly blaring the first twelve notes of “Dixie”. --------------------------------------------------------------- Like the town of Hazzard, Cooter Davenport, had had a quiet morning. There were only three cars that had come in needing to be fixed in one way or another. Cooter was the town mechanic, and a dang good one at that. Anythin’ that’s got wheels and is broke, Cooter could fix it. Business for Cooter had been a good deal slower in the past few years. Ever since the General Lee no longer cruised the roads. He still had enough customers to get by, but sometimes Cooter really missed seeing the General in his shop getting fixed for a busted radiator, or a blown gasket or something of the like. Cooter had finished his three cars and now sat in a chair just inside his garage closing his eyes in thought. He had heard rumors floating through Hazzard that one of their own was returning. Of course Cooter knew it was true. Uncle Jesse had called him a few nights ago and told him what was going on. Cooter knew that Bo had come home about a day ago. He just didn’t want to bump his nose into the Duke’s business too soon. He thought he should give them some family time. Cooter knew that Bo hadn’t seen his family in sixteen years. He figured an extra day for him not seeing the blonde Duke boy wouldn’t hurt. The grease covered mechanic sighed and thought that he would go and visit the Duke farm that evening if he didn’t see any of the Dukes in town that day. Cooter’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of an engine he hadn’t heard in years. The mechanic’s head jerked up and then an enormous smile erupted on his face as he heard it rumble down a nearby street. “Speak o the devil…” Cooter jumped up from his chair and ran to the nearest CB handle he could find and called into it with enthusiasm. “Breaker one breaker one, I might be crazy but I ain’t dumb. Craaaazy Cooter comin’ at ya on the Hazzard net. Ya know it might just be me, but there’s no question on what it could be. I’m hearin’ the General Lee. Lost Sheep, an’ I mean both you lost sheep, ya got yer years on? Come on and talk ta me.” The mechanic grinned when the first twelve notes of “Dixie” sounded through the air, and when a voice he hadn’t heard in sixteen years came on the CB radio. “This here’s the Long Lost Sheep, Crazy C. You heard right. It’s the General Lee and we’re right on your tail.” “10-4 Bo, see ya in two shakes.” Cooter had barely put his CB handle away when the bright orange Charger screeched to a stop in the driveway of the garage. Jonathan and Luke slid out of the windows, and the blonde went and hugged his grease monkey friend. “Cooter, boy is it good to see you.” “Likewise Bo. It’s been a long sixteen years an’… dang… You don’t look a year older ‘n twenty. Those sixteen years look better on you ‘n they do on me.” Luke smirked and chipped in, “Cooter, Bo’s always looked better ‘n you.” Jonathan chuckled and took a good look at his friend. Cooter’s dark hair had gone mostly gray, and he had a few wrinkles, but other than that, he was the same ol’ Craaazy Cooter from before. Jonathan said sincerely. “You look good Cooter.” Cooter was pleased with that. With a smile on his face, Cooter invited Bo and Luke to a drink at the Boars Nest where they could have a good visit. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Clark Kent marveled at the Duke land. They had fields that the Dukes farmed, and they had forests, a cave, and their own private pond. They didn’t have that back up in Smallville. It was basically flat, and the only lake they had was Crater Lake, made by one of the meteors that fell in the meteor shower that brought him to Earth. Mark and Lily took Clark to the pond where they went swimming for a good chunk of the morning and into the afternoon. Clark swam and goofed around with his cousins. At one point Mark dunked Clark and the dark haired Kent boy sputtered as he came out. Once he caught his breath and bearings, he laughed and cracked his famous Kent smile. “Lily, Mark, this is really cool guys. I’ve never been able to do this. I’ve never had any real close friends that I could hang out with like this.” Mark smiled and splashed Clark. “It’s no problem cousin. You ain’t half bad for a Duke who didn’t grow up a Duke.” Clark laughed and added “It’s even better that you’re not just friends, but are my cousins. For the longest time I thought I was all alone and didn’t have any other close family but when Dad remembered that he was a Duke, it gave me you guys… you all.” Lily winked at Clark, “I think the term you mean is “y’all”.” Clark blushed, “Uh Yeah… ‘y’all’” Lily and Mark looked at each other and then busted out laughing at Clark’s awkwardness with that southern term and his pretty bad attempt at sounding from the south. Clark expected that reaction and he was okay with it. He just joined in the laughter. Eventually when the three cousins were tired of swimming, they were famished. They got dressed and headed back up to the farmhouse where they found several batches of fresh cookies and an apple pie along with lunch prepared lovingly by Martha and Daisy. --------------------------------------------------------------- The two sets of eyes kept a close watch on the farmhouse and the cars out front all day. When the blonde and brunette Dukes got to the bright orange Charger, the man who owned the brown pair of eyes looked at his partner, who had just tensed and then relaxed, and gruffly whispered to him. “Dirk ain’t we supposed to get them Dukes?” Dirk looked back at his partner in crime. “Yes Norm, but not yet. When he had us busted out of the clink, the Boss told us we need ta wait until there are at least three Dukes in that orange car before we go after ‘em.” Norm scowled, “I wanna get those two now. They’re the ones that put us away for nearly twenty years…” “Patience Norm, have patience. We’ll get our revenge soon. Just as soon as one of those kids that went off earlier gets into the car with them.” Dirk smirked and laughed maliciously. “An’ I got a perfect idea on how ta get rid of ‘em for good too.” Now I really don’t like any man who’s got it in fer the Dukes. It’s best you not go to the fridge just now. Stick around. |
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| Carrie01 | Sat Sep 9, 2006 1:22 pm Post #38 |
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That is a great update, especially the cliffhanger at the end! I'm glad you've bought Cooter into the story ... now the fun can really start! :D |
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| SamwiseAtHeart | Wed Sep 20, 2006 5:21 pm Post #39 |
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I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I had great inspiration because I was actually able to attend a demolition derby last weekend. ---------------------------------------------------------------- The Boars Nest had hardly changed at all since Jonathan disappeared over sixteen years ago. The only noticeable difference was that the waitresses were the newer generation of girls, while the older generation had either settled down or moved on. Jonathan sat next to Luke, and they both swapped stories with their good friend Cooter Davenport. The mechanic and dark haired Duke told about the happenings of Hazzard, and the blonde told the other two about Smallville during the last sixteen years, while they all enjoyed a drink at the Boars Nest. Jonathan looked at Cooter in disbelief after hearing a comment made about the mechanic. “So let me get this straight… you were the senator for Georgia for four years?” Cooter smiled impishly “Sure was buddyro.” “I’m sorry, but I have a hard time believing that Cooter. I just can’t imagine you as the political type.” Luke looked at his cousin and smiled, “Well Bo, Cooter was a darn good senator. Nearly as good as he is a mechanic.” “Then he musta been pretty dang good.” Cooter smiled proudly and then changed the topic. “Well now boys, enough about me, I wanna tell ya about somethin’. Luke, you already know about it but Bo here doesn’t.” Luke nodded in acknowledgement and let Cooter continue his thought. “Bo, Hazzard County is havin’ a demolition derby and it’s happenin’ tonight.” Jonathan smiled and looked over at Luke. “Hey Luke remember we was goin’ ta be part of one of those before?” “Yeah, but we never got to. We busted Augy Detweiller’s smugglin’ ring before the derby could ever be started.” Cooter cut in. “Yeah I know, that’s why I wanted ta propose somethin’ to ya’ll. Bo, all Hazzard’s been gossipin’ about the last week, was that you was comin’ back. Well what’s better than showin’ ‘em you are, by bein’ a driver in the derby? What do ya say to you and Luke co-drivin’ a clunker car I got in my garage just waitin’ for ya?” Jonathan grinned, “I’d love to Cooter so long as Luke’s okay with me drivin’, but I need ta check with Martha and Clark first.” Now how did I know that Bo would answer like that? Anyways, the three good ol boys talked more on the demolition derby and who was sponsorin’ it. And that folks is miss Lulu Hogg. Eventually Jonathan became a little confused as his friend talked about having a slow day. Since Cooter was the town mechanic, he wondered how come he wasn’t busy with the cars since the derby was that same day. Jonathan asked his greased covered friend that very question. “Well Bo, one thing has changed a bit. You remember my daughter who visited once, Nancy Lou? Well she came back to Hazzard a couple years after you disappeared. She’s livin’ here in Hazzard now, with her husband and two kids. Bo, can you believe I’m a Granddaddy?” Jonathan’s jaw dropped as he stared at Cooter. The thought that his friend was a grandpa totally blew his mind. “No Cooter I can’t. Congratulations!” “Anyways, Nancy Lou surprised everyone, including me when she decided she’d like to help me with the garage. She and L.B. took over when I was up in D.C. and travelin’ doing my time as senator. Nancy Lou is my assistant when she ain’t busy with the kids now. In any case, she’s been the one who put together this demolition derby, and is takin’ care of any cars that are entered into it.” Jonathan was surprised about all the news on Cooter and his life. First Cooter, his grease monkey easy going buddy being a senator, then his daughter being back and helping him with the garage, and then a grandfather? It just went to show that a lot can change in sixteen years. Jonathan and Luke visited some more with their friend until they finished their drinks. They then excused themselves. They had to get back to the farm to get at least some work done in the fields that day, and of course Jonathan had to talk to Martha before evening. Cooter just smiled after the Duke boys left. At last, his two best buddies were back. He couldn’t wait to see them in action that night at the derby. Cooter knew now that it would not just be promising, but would definitely be a great show. “No doubt about that.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Clark and Mark were in the family room playing chess, with Uncle Jesse watching, and Lily was helping her mom and Mindy Sue with some cleaning and mending when Jonathan and Luke came back to the Duke farm. When she heard the General Lee pulling in, Martha pulled out the leftovers from lunch and made up two plates for the hungry men folk who just came in. The blonde man, who entered the kitchen, smiled and then wrapped his arms around his wife in a warm embrace when he spotted her. He whispered lovingly in her ear, “Hey sweetheart I’m home.” Martha snuggled into her husbands strong arms and then looked up and gave him a tender kiss. “I know you are.” Clark from over in the family room rolled his eyes and commented quietly so only Mark could hear, “Get a room.” as his parents had a kissing session in the kitchen. Both the teens rolled their eyes and giggled as the two parental units continued to kiss. Seconds later, Mark looked back at the board and gasped. Clark smiled in triumph as he made his last move and checkmated Mark’s king and won. Jonathan eventually separated himself from Martha and ate his lunch by Luke who had already nearly finished his. When all was eaten and cleaned up, the men all went out into the fields to work for a few hours. ----------------------------------------------------------------- While working in the fields, Clark pondered on some things his younger cousin told him. Among all the car talk out at the pond, Mark had mentioned that there was a demolition derby happening that night and that he was going too go. Clark was interested and wanted to go too, he just needed to ask his dad. During the hot hours of the afternoon, Clark ran back to the house and brought out four glasses of ice cold lemonade for his dad, uncle, cousin, and himself. After passing the two classes to Mark and his dad on one side of the field, Clark went over to his own dad on the other, and gave him his glass. Jonathan thanked Clark and guzzled the cold liquid down. Once it was gone, Jonathan could see the look in his son’s eye that he wanted to ask something. “What’s on your mind son?” “Well Dad, Mark mentioned something earlier while we were out at the pond and I was interested in going. There’s a uh… a demolition derby happening tonight, and I thought it’d be fun to go with Mark. Is it, um is it okay if I could go Dad?” Jonathan chuckled and clapped Clark on the shoulder. “It’s more than alright if you wanna go. In fact, I’d be hurt if you didn’t go. Clark, Luke and I are going to participate in it. I just haven’t told your mother that yet.” “Well you better get to it soon Dad, you know how Mom is.” Clark smiled his million dollar smile. He couldn’t believe his dad would be driving in the demolition derby, and that he was allowed to watch. Jonathan just chuckled “Yeah, I know son.” At that, he sent Clark off to run the glasses back to the house. “At normal speed son!” Jonathan just shook his head as Clark who started to go super speed, slowed up and smiled sheepishly at his father. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Dirk and Norm no longer stood behind the Duke barn. They had gotten restless so they snuck into the forests on the Duke land, near to where Jonathan and Clark were working out in the fields. Dirk smirked when he overheard the kid say something about a demolition derby. He and Norm would be able to get the job done there. Or at least they’d finish off the two guys that had thrown them in prison, and then take care of another carload of Dukes later. Dirk whispered to his fellow felon. “Come on Norm, we got us a clunker car to find and turn into a slammer in only a couple hours. We’re takin’ out those Dukes tonight.” Norm’s eyes flashed and he grinned with evil delight. “Tonight.” -------------------------------------------------------------- Late that afternoon, the Duke men returned to the house after putting in several hours of hard work. Clark had dropped incessant hints to his dad to talk to his mom all afternoon, and now it was seriously time for Jonathan to talk to Martha if he was going to be able to drive in the derby. After washing up, Jonathan pulled Martha to the side. He kissed her, took her hands into his and then faced her. “Martha sweetheart. Tonight there is a demolition derby in town. Luke and I bumped into Cooter this afternoon and well… I signed up to be a driver in the derby.” Martha stared back at her husband, her facial expression unreadable. Suddenly she screwed up her face into a mock angry and hurt look. “Jonathan Beauregard Duke Kent!” Jonathan winced. She called him his full name... That wasn’t a good sign. He never liked to hear his full name. It always indicated he was in trouble. Martha continued with her faux anger. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? Did you think I would worry about you?” “Yes honey, I thought you would worry.” “You’re right Jonathan, I am worried…” She then smiled, letting her husband know he was off the hook and that she wasn’t really angry. “…But I’m always worried, it’s my job to worry about you and Clark. Jonathan, it’s alright, you can drive. Just don’t keep things like this a secret anymore. It just makes me worry even more... Oh and Jonathan?” “Yeah?” “Be careful, and don’t break the Duke winning streak.” She slipped back into her southern accent with a smile. “You ain’t ever lost before, I don’t want ya ta lose now.” Jonathan smiled and gave his wife a kiss. “Yes Ma’am.” ---------------------------------------------------------------- A couple hours before the derby started, Jonathan and Luke went over to Cooter’s to get acquainted with the clunker car they were going to use in the derby. Both the Duke boys’ jaws dropped at seeing how Cooter had painted the old beaten up ‘69 Charger that was waiting for them. Cooter had kept it after the incident many years ago when they needed it, and another decoy General Lee to bail Cale Yarborough out of trouble. In any case, there it was standing in its own, slightly modified glory. The car that made Bo and Luke stare was bright orange with a big 01 on the side, the names “Bo” and “Luke” were on each of the doors, and a Confederate flag flew in the air attached to the roof of the car. After the initial shock of seeing the car painted that way, it made sense. The General Lee was the most famous car in all of Hazzard for who knows how long. The legends of it still fly throughout the tri-county area to this day. It seemed only fitting that the boys return to the public eye in something that was similar to their famous car. The boys drove it around for a while and got the feel for it. It was perfect and they were ready… and their time was out. Finally it was time. The entire Duke clan made it out to the Demolition Derby as well as all of Hazzard County. Even Lulu Hogg herself appeared next to her husband in the center box. Boss Hogg had a permanent scowl attached to his face. He looked like he would rather be elsewhere, but Lulu had insisted that he come to the event that she had been planning for years. So Boss was there. Clark, Mark, and Lily had all brought confederate flags and waved them excitedly in the air. Enos and Daisy Strait sat next to each other and they held hands. Uncle Jesse sat next to Daisy and smiled as he watched over his family having a good time. All of them cheered when an air horn pierced the air. It was finally time for the derby to begin. Cletus Hogg, a former deputy sheriff was the announcer. Lulu had brought him back to Hazzard (since he had left), especially for this event. Cletus’ voice could be heard over the loud speaker. “And the first Hazzard Derby, sponsored by Lulu Hogg is about to begin. Alright the cars are coming in.” As they came in, Cletus described the make and year of each car, and also mentioned the names of the drivers Most of them were just young kids trying to win some glory to their family names. As every car came into the ring and got into position around the ring, they each got applause. Cletus’ voice faltered when he saw the last pair of names on the list, and heard the car that just tore into the arena. Cletus jerked his head up and smiled as he saw them. “Why, buzzards on a buzz saw. It’s Bo and Luke Duke!” The sound the crowd made at that moment was deafening! All of Hazzard had heard that one of their own was home. Seeing that car so similar to the General Lee, and their names called out loud, all the fine citizens of the county let Bo Duke know just how much he had been missed… which was a lot. Bo drove the General Lee 2 into the ring and pressed the horn. Cooter hadn’t let him down. The first twelve notes of “Dixie” flew through the air. At that melodious sound, the crowd cheered even louder if that was possible. When the crowd had settled, the cars gotten in place, and the gate closed, Cletus began the countdown. “Alright everybody count down with me, drivers begin in 5! 4! 3! 2! 1! Engines revved, and the destruction began. All the cars accelerated forward and smashed into the cars that were nearby them. Many cars had no muffler so the engines were loud as the cars rolled around the arena aiming for their intended targets of other cars. The stench of radiator fluid engulfed the crowd as steam floated through the air from the cars that had broken radiators, and other broken parts under their hood. There was great skill among all those cars. After only sixty seconds, two thirds of the contestants’ cars were out of the running. The crowd cheered as their family crunched into the cars of the others. Loud cheers and “oohs” and “ahhs” came when there were particularly loud sounds of splicing metal on metal, or a really good maneuver. Jonathan skillfully maneuvered the General 2 amongst all the cars in the arena. He smashed into and disabled several other cars and avoided getting hit pretty well. The orange car was in good shape and Jonathan was feeling confident. But suddenly, there was a black Impala on the General’s tail. Luke looked over his shoulder and his sapphire eyes met the brown eyes of the black Impala’s driver. “Watch out Bo, he’s coming in on the left.” Jonathan quickly maneuvered out of the way and the black car passed him. The Impala pulled a sharp turn and tried to ram in the General 2’s driver side door. Jonathan saw the movement and quickly hit the brake, and not a second too soon. The Impala missed the door but clipped the front corner of the car smashing it in. The hit that would normally have only dented the car, totally demolished that part of the car it hit. Luke quickly told his cousin. “Bo, that ain’t a normal car… its gotta be a slammer.” “Ya think cousin?” Jonathan pulled out from beneath the Impala and headed for the other side of the arena, to get away from the car that had nearly smashed him to bits. In the retreat though, Bo took out the last car that was other than theirs or the black Impala. The crowd cheered on Bo and Luke when Bo turned the General 2 around and faced the Impala. There was no doubt from the crowd, that the boys in the bright orange car could outsmart the other car. The Impala accelerated and headed straight for the General. Bo pulled a 180 degree turn and nailed the side of the adversary car with the General 2’s tail end as it passed by. Norm and Dirk, Yeah folks it’s Norm and Dirk, them fellas that got it in fer the Dukes, cursed at the sudden impact, and damage to their car. Norm’s knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel and turned for another attack on his target. He growled “I’ll get you Dukes” as he punched the accelerator. Bo pulled a sharp turn and struck the Impala again as it blindly accelerated forward. That hit crunched the front of the black car that time. Steam started to billow out from under the dark hood. “No!” Dirk yelled as he pounded the dashboard as the car began to malfunction. Bo as quick as anything pulled around and bashed the Impala’s front side again. The Impala sputtered to a stop and didn’t start again much to the anger of the two occupants. Cletus happily announced “And the winners are Bo and Luke Duke!” The crowd cheered like mad, it was especially loud where the Duke clan was seated. The teenagers, Daisy and Enos, and even Uncle Jesse were on their feet yelling their heads off as Cletus declared their family the winners. Soon thereafter, Bo and Luke found themselves in the arms of their family back home, celebrating the Duke boys’ return, and their win. Now folks, ain’t this is a good place ta end a chapter? Don’t get too comfortable though. Ya’ll haven’t forgot about Dirk and Norm. They weren’t too happy at losin’, and they ain’t about to leave with their job undone .Them crooks might just come out if y’all leave. |
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| Carrie01 | Thu Sep 21, 2006 1:59 pm Post #40 |
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I loved this update! Your description of the demolition derby was brilliant! Dirk and Norm are really bad news! :mad: I'm glad that Bo and Luke outwitted them! :D |
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