There was a loud thud from the other room then Joey's voice yelled, "OW!" imediatly followed by JC shouting in pain, "JOEY! first you step on me then you kicked me in the HEAD! I'm feeling the love...oh no wait that's my back! And on top of that we have a show tomorrow night? Good real good going man!" Then Joey appeared around the wall obviously trying desperatly to hold in his laughter.
"I'm sorry, Jayce, calm down it's not that big of a deal!" he tried apologetically then turned to his friends he found in the kitchen and cracked up into hysterics "Aww man!...Dude I haven't seen him that pissed off in a while. And all I did was trip over him. It wasn't even my fault, I didn't see him!" Joey managed to say once he could breathe, let alone talk, again.
Just then JC appeared holding his head where he'd been kicked on Joey's way down. "Hey, Susan? Do y'all have any ice? Oh yeah and some Tylenol?" JC questioned.
"Sure, Jayce, well actually I don't know where Grandma keeps the Tylenol, which is sad I admit, but I can get you some ice."
"Great! Thanks a ton!" He said sleepily then moving his hand to rub his eyes and wake himself up a bit which in affect revealed a large bruise that had already begun to form.
Chris saw this and asked Joey, "Dang boy! How hard DID you kick my boy JC?"
I, I, I didn't! I just fell over him and hit him with my foot on the way down!" Joey cried guiltily "Sorry JC! Can I get you something to make you feel better? Soda? Something, anything?" he asked quickly.
JC smiled a little bit at the younger man's expression and said, "Tylenol?"
"Sure! Anything for my best good friend JC! Susan where's the Tylenol?"Joey asked as she came in and handed JC a towel filled with ice.
"Uhh...I still don't know try the bathroom, but uh wait! I think grace is in there so knock and ask her!" She called after him as he scaled the few steps in one large jump and banged on the door of the bathroom frantically.
"What?" Grace's irratated voice called through the door.
"Grace? Joey. I need some Tylenol. JC got kicked in the head." he called back worriedly.
"What? Okay whatever hold on." She said sleepily and grabbed the first thing on the counter, quickly opened the door, threw the object at Joey and just as quickly as she had opened it closed the door again as it hit him square in the forehead.
"OW! Dang girl! See now why'd you have to go an' do...hey! what is th-GRACE! I said Tylenol not Allison's make-up! JC's head hurts we're not doing makeovers, although Jayce is gonna need later-awww...whatever I'm out," a frazzeled Joey told his best friend. Then he got an idea and bounded down the stairs and to every concious party's surprise didn't turn towards the kitchen but the door.
"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" Chris called to Joey.
"The rock-and-roll hall of fame! Where do you think I'm going? I'm goin to DrugMart to get some tylenol." He turned to leave but turned back, "Oh by the way don't mess with Grace, She'll throw stuff at your head." he said thoughtfully then laughed turned and went down to the foyer grabbed his boots and hastily put them on. Then taking the keys out of his pocket he left.
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