It started out as a gag while we were having lunch. Dad and my siblings were enjoying a meal when my sister mentioned Ted’s name. I had to give her an evil look and a kick on her leg, just for her to stop giving details about my personal life. Golly! my sister can be so tactless. Why can’t she ever keep her mouth shut?
Dad: Is Ted your new special someone?
Nell: Sorry Dad, what was that again?
Dad: Do you really want me to repeat myself? Is this Ted your, whatever you call it?
Nell: Oh him, we’re still trying to get to know each other. But I admit, he’s become someone special.
Dad: I see. Bring him to dinner tonight. I’d like to meet him face to face.
Nell: Dad, are you sure? You want me to bring Ted?
Dad: What is wrong with you? Are you deaf? I said bring this guy with you tonight.
Nell: Okay, I’ll call him and see if he can make it.
Dad: Whatever, just make sure he’ll be there.
I had to excuse myself and called Ted right away. He answered and I told him all about my Dad’s invitation for dinner. He was surprised and agreed to join us. But I had to warm him about my fathers sense of humor. I don’t know exactly how to put it in words, he can be verbally brutal and he has this mischievous look on his face. Add to that, a laugh that could scare anyone. Just picture it this way, he’s like The Godfather in the movie. But seems like Ted was all relaxed and didn’t feel like listening to what I have to say about my father. My warning didn’t seem to bother him. So I hanged up and told him to just come by my house at 7 PM.
By around 7:30 PM, everybody was at Papillon Restaurant and seated on the table. Looks like everybody was present, my Dad with his wife, my sister and her husband, my brother and his flavor of the month and then there’s Ted and myself. Ted was courageous enough to approach my father and shook his hand. My Dad thanked him for gracing us with his presence and then gaved him a hug. You can just see me on the side perspiring. Whoah!
Dad: Epee & Ric, would you switch seats with your brother and his guest? I’d like for them to stay right near me.
Ric & Epee: Yes Paps!
Ow golly! Looks like Dad is going to grill us alive. He asked my sister and her husband to take to our seats. While Ted and I would be seating on his left side. Ow, heavens save us!
Right after that, Dad ordered our food and asked Ted if there was anything on the menu he likes. He nodded in compliance and said he’ll eat whatever Dad has ordered for everyone. And while waiting for our food, the investigation started.
Dad: Hey Ted, may I asked what you do for a living?
Ted: Sir, I’m a Structural Engineer.
Dad: I see, and how did the two of you met?
Nell: We met at work, Dad. He’s doing a project for our office.
Dad: And how long have you known each other?
Ted: Close to two months, Sir.
Dad: So it’s not that long. And how do you like my son, so far?
Ted: I really liked him a lot, Sir. And if your asking what my intentions are, be rest assured that I have all the purest intentions with your son.
Dad: That’s very good to know, Ted. Cause to real honest, I don’t confirm with this kind of relationship. It’s odd for me to begin with. But for my son’s happiness and future, I am trying to keep an open mind. I’m old and I’d like my children to be in good hands when I expire. I’m sure you know what I mean?
Ted: I do, Sir. And don’t you worry about Nell, I’ll take care of him.
Dad: Very good, then I guess there’s no need for my shotgun.
Ted: Excuse me. Sir?
Dad: Hahahaha, I’m just kidding! Did I scare you?
Ted: A little bit, enough for me to run out the door.
Dad: Don’t be scared of me, I don’t shoot that well. But my son can. You should be scared of him!
Ted: Really? Nell wouldn’t even touch a gun.
Dad: You didn’t tell him, Son?
Nell: About what?
Dad: You see, Nell is probably the best shooter in the family. He’s a three gun pro! He’s good with rifle, handgun and shotgun. He’s pretty good with archery as well. He’s even joined competitions before.
Nell: Dad, don’t scare him!
Ted: I’m not scared at all. Just surprised from what I’ve heard. How come you didn’t mention this to me?
Nell: It’s a thing of the past. I haven’t even laid eyes on a 45 caliber for almost a year now.
Dad: Remember this, once a pro shooter always a pro shooter!
Nell: Dad, you’re just fooling yourself. I have poor vision nowadays. I probably can’t even shoot on a 10 meter target.
Dad: How about we try it on Ted!
Nell: Dad, stop it.
Ted: You need to show me your moves sometime. Or better yet, teach me how to shoot.
Nell: Dad, look what you did to him? He might end up getting paranoid about this whole gun shooting.
Ted: No Nell, not at all. I’m just surprised! I guess I didn’t picture you as a shooting person.
Nell: Funny, Hahahah! How did you picture me in your head? Knitting or doing girly stuff?
We all laughed at our conversation. Guess I was scared for the wrong reasons. Looks like my old man has even accepted Ted in our family, and invited him to play chess and go fishing with him the next time. And as Dad said it, only him and Ted!