January 9, 2014

Jesse: Week Three, Day One

Hot-headed:  Jesse flips his lid when the baby wakes him up from his nap.

Desperate by morning time, Jesse called up Red. “Red, I need you. You've gotta come over. I think I broke the baby!”  Jesse was really starting to freak out.  He hadn't slept more than two hours at a time  & he felt ready to snap.  He was a little worried that he'd lose his temper with the kid...

Red grumbled about being woken up before 10 am, but had sleepily agreed to come over.

Jesse waited by the window, rocking the kid in his arms. The baby just wouldn't stop crying, though! When he saw her, he hurried outside and hugged her. “Thank God you're here! He just won't stop crying!”

Red laughed. “That's what baby's do best. Here, I brought over my daughter's old crib. Thought you could use it.”

“Bless you, Red,” Jesse said. “You're a lifesaver!” He'd just had the poor kid in a dresser drawer on the floor last night since he thought he'd read you weren't supposed to have the baby in the same bed as you.  What did he know about babies? he thought with some frustration.

“Well, if I'd known the only way to check you out in your underwear was to bring you a crib, I would've done it a long time ago.”

Jesse glanced down, slightly embarrassed. Getting dressed had been the furthest thing from his mind as he'd paced the room with the kid.

“Aw, don't blush. You look good!" Red teased.

“Red!” Jesse exclaimed with embarrasment. 

“Fine! Fine!” Red said as she picked up his son. “What's his name?”

“Ummm...” Jesse said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I don't know!"  When he saw the incredoulous look Red sent his way, he held his hands out to the side.  "I don't know! I just got him last night!  I didn't know I had to pick one!”

“Well, do you think a name fairy is going to slip in and name him?” Red asked him peevishly. “Get down to the City Hall, fill out the paperwork for custody and then run by the store to pick up anything else you might need.  I'll wait here with the little guy.”  She shook her head at his ineptude. 

Jesse nodded, beginning to feel flustered.  There was so much to do! “Okay. Got it," he mumbled, hurrying off to run his errands.

“And Jesse?” Red called out, stopping Jesse in his tracks. “Before you go, you might want to put some clothes on!” 
Jesse glanced down yet again and then hurried inside to get dressed.

Jesse was overwhelmed by all the paperwork he'd had to fill out for one tiny baby boy.  He'd filled out the birth form saying that Zelda had waived her rights to the baby and waited for a notary to get her signature.  Then came the hard part...

He'd stared at the form where it asked for his son's name & he blanked. He'd chewed the tip of the pen as he thought of what to put down. The kid would be stuck with whatever he picked for the rest of his life.. so it had to be good..

This felt like the worst test of his life! And he had a sinking feeling there was no way he could ace this..

Wait... that's it! Ace!  Jesse though, That's what I'll call him.

Hurriedly Jesse scribbled down the kid's name.  Ace Black, second generation.  Jesse left City Hall with all the paperwork in order and full custody of his son. A damn fine day, if you asked him.

Back home, Jesse walked in and noticed the place looked cleaned up and the baby was sleeping soundly. “God, you're a miracle worker! Marry me!”

Red laughed and punched his shoulder. “You tease!”

Jesse turned serious. “No, really, Red. Thanks. You really saved my life today.”

“Don't worry about it. You'll get the hang of it. You have today off to get everything in order.” She said as she turned to leave.  Then, suddenly she stopped and turned around. “By the way, Jess, I'm proud of you.”

Jesse beamed.

“Now don't disappointment me,” she warned sternly as she walked out.

Jesse collapsed on the couch in exhaustion.

Not thirty minutes later, he woke up to the baby crying bloody murder again.   

Feed 'em, Burp 'Em, Change 'em, Hug 'em, Jesse repeated Red's mantra to himself as he went through the steps. One of those was always supposed to work, she'd assured him.


  1. Ha! Poor Jesse. He'll get the hang of it im sure. :)

  2. "I think I broke the baby!” - LOL!

    Aww, Red was so sweet to help out! I love how you're writing Jesse's co-workers in general. Tough-talkers with hearts of gold :)