|A Less Full House
Author: MusicWIT27 PM
When Danny becomes engaged to Jesse's nightmare, Jesse decides to take a stand. Meanwhile, Jesse's career rockets. This full house just became a lot emptier. Chapter 12 is up! Please R&R.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Chapters: 12 - Words: 10,899 - Reviews: 32 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 10-10-05 - Published: 08-17-05 - id: 2539112
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Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN FULL HOUSE! Need I say any more?
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in so long! I've got lots of homework, and there's testing, and all that good stuff. About the story—I think it's going to get reeeaaalllyyyy long. But please review (if your eyes don't cross first)!
Joey licked the cream filling off his fingers and ran to answer the door. "Hey, Jess!" he said, surprised. "Come on in!"
Jesse walked in, with Rebecca, Nicky, and Alex trailing behind him. He smiled and said secretively, "I've got big news."
Joey nodded as if he knew what Jesse was going to say. He grabbed a Twinkie, stuffed half of it in his mouth, and said, "Go ahead."
Right as Jesse opened his mouth to speak, Stephanie, Gia, and Michelle came charging through the kitchen door.
"Uncle Jesse!" Michelle cried happily, running over to hug him. She let go of the embrace and asked, "So, what's up?"
Jesse sat on the edge of the sofa. "I've got some big news," he began, "but you have to promise not to be mad."
Rebecca spoke up. "Now, we went through some really hard thinking."
Nicky and Alex nodded. "Our heads hurt," they added in unison.
Jesse smiled nervously. "The thing is," he continued, "I love you all, so it's hard for me to tell you…"
"C'mon, Jess, I'm growing a beard here! Will you just tell us, today?" Joey pressed impatiently.
Jesse took a deep breath. "Okay, here goes. We're moving—again. But this time it's different; we're going to, well—New York."
"What!" Michelle shrieked shrilly. "Why?"
"Let me explain, before you all go nuts," he said. "It's only for six months, so I can get my career off the ground. The record company shortened it as much as possible."
Michelle looked up at him with large, sad eyes. Without saying a word, she turned and sprinted up the stairs and slammed her bedroom door.
"That went well, didn't it?" Jesse asked meekly.
"Darling, let's grab the luggage fast, before we get trampled by the huge crowd," Deborah suggested to Danny. They had already started using terms of endearment.
"Sure," Danny agreed. They were able to retrieve their luggage without any hassle, and were excited to explore their hotel room.
"This is it, room 439," Danny announced as he unlocked the door. He opened the door and politely ushered Deborah in before him. She gasped in surprise. "Flowers!"
In fact, the room was overflowing with flowers: roses, carnations, daffodils, chrysanthemums, all plastic-wrapped or in flowerpots. Each camewith a tag that read, "I love you, Deborah! Please, come back!"
Danny's face turned pale.Hewasn't the one who had sent them.
"Comet, I f-feel like you're my-my only fr-friend," she whispered, hiccupping all the while. He answered with a loud Woof!
"I feel like I'm losing everyone," she said. "D.J. will be gone, and then Stephanie…" She sobbed again, then resumed her monologue.
"Dad and Debbie are gone…Uncle Jesse and Aunt Becky are leaving…No one care about my feelings…" She stopped again to blow her nose.
"No one cares about me!"
Michelle sat up suddenly. She knew what she had to do: anything to get their attention.