Sweetie Beckham

Bang Kieu ran across the street with his son in his arms to the apartment building. He nearly bumped into an old lady when making his way into the elevator. He wasn't mad at Tuyet but rather more annoyed at how she couldn't even handle yet the simplest task. The doors open and he race down the hall, pounding at LTQ's door. After a few minutes, the door finally open revealing tired and irritated LTQ staring at him through crusty-eyed slits.

LTQ: You pounded?

Bang Kieu: Yes, why are you still in your p.j.'s?

LTQ: It's my break time, can't I sleep?

Bang Kieu: Sorry to wake you but could you watch Beckham for a week?

LTQ: Ok...

Bang Kieu: Great! (enters the room) Beckham's daycare center is out for the whole week, so you have to find something educational for him to do.

LTQ: Ok...

Bang Kieu: Go on Beckham.

Beckham: "Mary had a little lamb, little lamb! Mary had a little lamb..."

Bang Kieu: And Quang, remember that he's not supposed to have any sugar at all while I'm gone, he tends to go overboard on the sweets but he's allowed to have one piece of candy a day-

LTQ: (snores)

Bang Kieu: QUANG!

LTQ: Yes! no candy okay.

Bang Kieu: Try staying awake while I go downstairs to get Beckham's things.

LTQ: sure

Bang Kieu went out the door, and LTQ dragged his feet across the floor to the couch

Beckham: Uncle Wangy?

LTQ: Huh?

Beckham: Can I have some ice cream?

LTQ: Ok, your daddy said nothing about ice cream so I guess it's okay then.

He slowly got up and slide to his refrigerator where he pulled out a small pint of chocolate ice cream. His eyes were halfway open, he scratched his tousled hair causing it to stick up while looking for where he put the spoons at. Too tired to look, he grabbed one off from last night's dinner and rinsed it under the faucet. Wiping it dry with a paper napkin, he headed back to the living room. Beckham's eyes light up when he saw the ice cream and eagerly snatch both the spoon and the pint from LTQ's hands.

LTQ: Yeah..yeah, now go take care of yourself, Uncle Quang needs to sleep...(snores)

Beckham was having a hard time trying to pull the lid off, with it kept slipping off his fingers. Frustrated, he used his front tooth to pry it off and it came off with ease. Smiling, he quickly dig in, chocolate was smearing all over his mouth but he didn't care as LTQ continue to snore loudly. After a few minutes, Beckham have managed to down half of the ice cream. There were sounds coming from the hallway, mostly grunts and groans. The door slowly opened, Bang Kieu came in with arms full of duffle bags and toys.

Bang Kieu: Hey Quang can you help-WHAT IN THE WORLD! (putting the things on the ground) Beckham! I told you not to eat any sweets!

Beckham: Uncle let me!

Bang Kieu: He did? I told him-QUANG! WAKE UP!

LTQ felt a slap across his face, he jolted up, looking surprised and fully awake this time.

LTQ: What? What? What? huh?

Bang Kieu: I told you that Beckham can't eat any sugar!

LTQ: OH...

Bang Kieu: And you were sleeping!

LTQ: Does that mean I'm not baby sitting?

Bang Kieu: NO! Now I have to go over to Loey's

LTQ: Ok, tell her I said hi...