Take Me to the Moon 7.6
Fearghus was sleeping in after a particularly late night at the hospital, when he heard his door quietly open and close. He expected it was Alyse checking on him.
But instead, there was a woman in tails, examining her white gloves, as if she might find a malicious strain of bacteria lurking there.
Not wanting to meet a stranger in his bedroom, when he was at such a remarkable disadvantage of being the more poorly dressed between them, and, no doubt, appearing quite slovenly as well, Fearghus feigned sleep.
When the coast was clear, he found Alyse. “There’s an elderly woman in tails scrutinizing our furniture’s cleanliness,” he told her, whispering.
“It’s the butler,” Alyse smiled. “Ask your son about her.”
Although his understanding had been, that the family was considering hiring a butler, but it was not final, Fearghus reminded himself to be civil when approaching Grayson about whether or not the teen had the right to hire household staff.
The butler was consulting with Grayson when Fearghus approached. The two appeared to be as thick as thieves, in fact.
Fearghus waited until they acknowledged him.
“Good morning, sir,” the Butler said.
She then proceeded to properly take her leave.
Grayson was looking at his cell phone. Fearghus launched into a gentle tirade.
“I didn’t authorize the hiring of a butler. Are you paying her salary,” Fearghus added, thinking himself quite clever.
“In fact, I am,” Grayson said. “Ms. Nakamura works for me.”
Alyse joined the family meeting.
“How do we know she won’t kill us in our sleep?” Fearghus asked, still insecure after all these years. “Does she even have references?”
Grayson explained that she was highly recommended, and showed his parents the site for the Windenburg Butlering Academy, along with a bio of Ms. Nakamura. “It says here that she is a Genius, Clumsy, and Active. And her background check looks good.”
Dumbfounded, Fearghus returned to the kitchen, presumably to properly introduce himself and talk about the terms under which Ms. Nakamura would share their home.
After a brief conversation, it appeared that everyone was very pleased with the new arrangement and Fearghus requested French Toast.
He could see the benefits of this new development, he thought, as he kissed Alyse.
But he couldn’t help being a little peeved when she checked his TV stand again, within an hour.
“Leave us,” he dismissed her, as Alyse pushed him towards the bed.
- I’ve been waiting for Fox to move out to be able to hire a butler. Grayson often gets aggravated with the dirty dishes about, and I could just see him having an Alfred-like figure in his life. Even as a teen, he was able to call the service and request a butler.
- I don’t really see Fearghus and Alyse as pushovers, but no matter what Grayson does, they only seem pleased with him and just go with the flow. Since this is a legacy story, I’m just showing events as they happen, but sometimes it is really weird or hard to explain from a character development point of view.