Burden At Ambrose's

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*Knock* *knock*

Seth sighed as he knocked on the door for the seventh time and nobody's answering him.

"Looks like Ro's not home."

Seth was ashamed to go to Styles Residence. He doesn't want to burden them and besides he doesn't want to make AJ feel bad just because of him.

The poor homeless kid decided to go to the residence of his last option.

The guy opened the door after Seth knocked.

"Sethy!" Dean exclaimed as a smile grew on his face. "Why didn't you text me that you will treat me on Yellow Cab?"

"Uh..."

Dean's eyes drifted on the luggage of Seth and a light bulb appeared above his head.

"Why didn't you tell me that we will have a slumber party at my house? Stay there, I'm gonna call Roman----"

"Dean, I need your help. Can I sleep in your house and stay for awhile?"

Dean scratched the back of his neck, thinking should he let Seth stay inside.

Meanwhile, Brie went back to their apartment and was surprised when she read the note attached on the door.

Pillowfight party @7PM 
BRING YOUR OWN PILLOW
-nikki bella

Brie grinned as she couldn't wait to join the party that her sister settled.

Brie knocked on the door right away and it ejected her twin sister wearing a red stripes pajamas.

"May I help you?" Nikki raised a brow on her as she leaned on the door, crossing her arms.

"Wow! You surprised me, Nikki!" Brie exclaimed and was about to step inside when Nikki stopped her.

"What do you think you are  doing?" Nikki asked while brows furrowed.

"Going inside. DUH!" Brie replied and attempted to make her way but Nikki blocked the door.

"Poor Brie." Nikki chuckled. "You're not invited."

"I am not invited? But you settled the party? How could you not let me join in?"

"So? Is it necessary that when I make a party, you should be invited?"  Nikki rolled her eyes.

"But pillowfight is my favorite thing about Earth."

"I know that's why you're not invited."

"But---"

"Toodles!" Nikki cut her off and slammed the door as she closed it.

Meanwhile, Sami was still choosing which T-shirt he will wear.

*BEEEEEP* *BEEEEEP*

"Who's the hell is that?" Mick reacted as he heard the loud consecutive horns in front of this house.

"I bet that's Charlotte Flair."

Mick furrowed his brows as he turned off the television. "Ric's daughter? What is she doing here?"

"She's going to pick me up. We're  going to the mall." Sami said as he wear the printed dark green t-shirt.

"Just the two of you?"

"Yeah, she said she'll going to buy me some shirts that Becky likes." The gingerguy explained and opened the gate, "Bye uncle!"

"Alright, have a safe trip!" Foley yelled from the living room.

*BEEEEEP* *BEEEEEEP*

Sami immediately ran to the fancy blue car of Charlotte Flair and opened the passenger seat door.

"Hi, Sami / Hop in, Gingerman." Becky and Charlotte said in unison.

"B-becky?!" Sami was shocked when he spot Becky sitting on the driver's seat.

Sami immediately looked at Charlotte, wanting her to explain.

"Becky wants to go too. I couldn't resist so that's why she's here." Charlotte whispered.

Sami nodded and smiled at Becky and Charlotte.

"What are you waiting for? Hop in the car." The blonde reminded.

Sami sits on the back and Becky started to drive.

"How much did you bring, Gingerguy?" Charlotte asked as she turned on the radio.

♪♫ Now Playing: Trust Fund Baby -Why don't We ♫♪

"Three bucks." Sami answered while counting the money on his wallet.

"Three bucks?! What can you buy with three bucks?" Charlotte snorted.

*BOOOGGZHHHH*

"OH MY GOD! WHAT'S THAT?" Charlotte freaked out as the car suddenly stopped.

The three went outside the car to check what happened. Becky and Sami started to observe the car while Charlotte crossed her arms

"Hey gingerguy, what's the problem?"

"I think it's the----"

"The two back tires are flat already." Becky answered.

"No worries. I'll call the vulcanizing shop to fix these stupid tires." Charlotte said without worries.

Sami couldn't stop smiling whenever he looks at Becky.

He approached Becky and was about to praise her when,

"OH MY GAWD! NO SIGNAL!!!" Charlotte freaked out again.

Sami and Becky started to bring out their phone to check the signal.

"Now what?! We're lost in the middle of this fucking road." The blonde complained.

"Char, did you bring any car tools?" Becky asked.

"Yes, it's on the compartment." She answered.

Becky get the tools and started to fix the car.

"You know how to fix cars, Becky?" Sami asked.

"Yeah, my mom taught me about it."

"You're a life saver, Becks!" Charlotte happily shrieked.

 ♫I don't really want no trust fund baby
I like my women independent
And I say to people, ♫

"That's my lady." Sami murmured.

♫ And we don't need nothing e-e-e-lse ♫

~Ambrose's bungalow house,~

♪♫ Now Playing: Cool for the summer - TeraBrite Cover ♫♪

"You okay there, Sethy?" Dean asked as he reached the small living room.

"Yes, I couldn't ask for more." Seth nodded and resumed from reading.

"Uhm Seth," Dean said as he sits next to him. "Can I borrow your phone? I wanna have a video call with Renee. Stone Cold stole my phone and traded it for beer."

Seth sighed and looked at Dean. "I'm sorry, man. Stephanie didn't let me to have my phone, my credit cards, she even closed my bank account."

"You don't have any money?" Dean asked.

"No money, even a single penny. Just this thick encyclopedia and some clothes."

"Alright, gotta go to sleep." Dean said.

"Goodnight, man." Seth waved a hand and Dean went back to his room.

Meanwhile, Seth saw Dean's Dad, Steve Austin, went to the kitchen to get some beers.

"Drink well, Sir." Seth said politely to Dean's dad.

Steve didn't say anything and glared at Seth. The latter avoid his eyes and went back from reading.

Steve Austin stepped inside Dean's room and slammed the door.

"Ambrose! Why did you even let that man stay in our mansion?"

"Stone Cold, he's my friend."

"I don't care! Your friend is consuming a lot of electricity! Look what is he doing right now?! He's still reading that nonsense thick thing and using the lights!"

"Let him be, Stone Cold."

"Ambrose, I can't even pay your tuition fee monthly, I can't even feed you three times a day! I can't even provide appliances for the house and yet you added a burden!"

Seth closed his book, couldn't concentrate as he overheard their conversation.

"Kick him out or I'll kick you ass?!" Stone Cold asked Dean.

Dean went to the living room and was surprised to see Seth holding his bags and luggage.

"Thank you for letting me in, Dean." Seth said, trying to smile.

"Seth. . ."

"Look, I don't want to be the cause of crack of your relationship with your dad."

"Man, I'm sorry." Dean frowned as he accompanied Seth going outside their house.

"You did the right thing, Dean. I did the right thing. It's a win-win situation." Seth tapped his shoulders.

"So? Where are you now up to?"

"Gonna find a nest,"

Dean snorted, "You're not a bird, Sethy. Anyway, I have someone you can count on."

Seth curiously looked at him, "Who?"