Zachary Johnson (humorintragedy) wrote in immune_ic, @ 2012-12-29 22:40:00 |
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Enough was enough. Zach was all for giving DJ his space and letting him ride out whatever mood he was in at the moment, but his distance was taking a toil on all of them. Both he and Maddie joked about forcing DJ to spend time with them, but Zach wasn’t joking anymore. He was concerned by the amount of time his younger brother spent isolating himself from everyone, but particularly from family. The thought had crossed his mind more than once that the youngest of the Johnson’s could have another ‘incident’, not that Zach sat around on suicide watch or anything, but it was always at the back of his. So, now was the time to actually put action behind both he and Maddie’s words about ambushing or hogtying DJ and forcing him to spend time with them. Zach had swung by Maddie’s room first, showing up unannounced and handing her a coil of rope as he explained what they were doing – the rope was really just a joke, though he wouldn’t stop Maddie from attempting to hogtie their brother if she really wanted to. Enlisting his youngest sister in this task seemed like a good idea; after all two people were harder to brush off than one, right? For the briefest of moments he had contemplated stopping by Charlie’s cell and asking her to help, but they had been seeing less and less of her since she got her little ankle biter, so he had decided against asking her. Two was company, three was a crowd, and the kid would have had to come along as well. So no, it was better this way. Without a real clear idea where DJ might be, he had opted for the first and maybe most obvious – his cell. As they reached DJ’s cell, Zach cast a look over to Maddie and muttered. “Be ready to use that rope,” before calling out. “Hey Pipsqueak, you here?” |