|The Middle Child
Author: Lady Dudley PM
They say that the middle child is always the most difficult...Michael and Jackie run into some problems with Katrina.Rated: Fiction K - English - Humor/Family - Michael J. & Jackie R. - Words: 669 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 02-11-12 - Status: Complete - id: 7826318
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A/N: Yay! Story 200 :) Obviously I had to celebrate with a return to Taggart fanfiction. Hope you enjoy this little one-shot. There are mentions of my story "Love" but you don't have to have read it to understand.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
The Middle Child
It was a problem that Jackie had never thought she would have to face, at least, not with one of her daughters.
Katrina continued to sit, a little sheepishly, at the kitchen counter waiting for Jackie's response.
"It will grow back…" she began, flashing her mother a winning smile.
Jackie just continued to stare at her, still in a state of mild shock.
"…and it's for a good cause…" Katrina continued, starting become a little unnerved by Jackie's silence.
It was at that moment that Jimmy entered the kitchen; he stopped short when he caught sight of Katrina. "What happened to you?" he demanded.
Katrina turned to him, "I, um…" she started to explain, glancing at Jackie.
Jimmy cut her off, "Dad is going to have a fit," he informed her, still staring.
Katrina paled, she hadn't thought about what Michael would say.
She whirled back to face Jackie, "Mum...what do you think Dad will do?"
Jackie blinked, "I don't know," she said, shaking her head a little.
"Do you like it?" Katrina asked nervously.
"Well…" Jackie began, "it's certainly different."
Jimmy snorted, "Different? It makes my earring look like a minor misdemeanour."
"Bullshit," Katrina countered.
"Language!" Jackie exclaimed and Katrina turned back to face her, contrite.
"I'm sorry…I just…is it really that bad?" she asked anxiously, "It seemed like a good idea at the time."
Jackie pursed her lips, "What's done it done," she said finally, "but you really should have talked to us first."
Katrina hung her head, "I know, I'm sorry."
All three jumped as the front door opened, Jimmy recovered first: "Here comes Dad," he said gleefully.
Katrina crammed her hat back on, just as Michael entered the kitchen; he took in Katrina's guilty expression and Jimmy's Cheshire grin and looked at Jackie. "What's going on?" he asked, Jackie just raised her eyebrows and he looked between his two children, his own eyebrow raised.
Katrina bit her lip, "I…uh…well," she sighed and pulled off her hat, "I shaved my head for the Big Shave," she explained.
Michael just stared at her in shock, "You shaved your head?" he repeated.
Katrina nodded, "Yes…" she glanced up at him, "it's for a good cause, Daddy," she added quietly.
"Well," Michael said after a long pause, "I guess it will grow back," he conceded.
"That's it?" Jimmy demanded, "Isn't this worse than my earring?"
Michael raised his eyebrows, "Jimmy, you got an earring to impress a girl, at least your sister shaved her head for a better reason." He glanced at Katrina, "Though she still should have spoken to us first," he said firmly.
Katrina nodded, "I'm sorry."
"I know," he nodded in the direction of the door, "now the two of you can go tell the others to get ready for dinner," he told them.
Jimmy and Katrina nodded and left the room, once they were out of earshot Michael turned to Jackie.
"My son pierces his ear without permission and my daughter shaves her head," he paused, "am I the only one who thinks that should have been the other way around?"
"Well, they are your children," Jackie said with a grin.
"Oh no, you're not pinning this all on me," Michael told her, smiling as well.
"Ok, we'll split it 70/30," she agreed.
"50/50," Michael countered, coming over to join her.
"60/40 is my best offer," she informed him as he slipped his arms around her waist.
"All right, 60/40," he agreed, kissing her forehead.
"Shotgun the 40%," he added with a grin, earning himself a smack on the arm.