American Dad Francine's Sister の小説・ストーリー

"He just needs your love. Love him enough. He'll change. Isn't that the bullshit you fed me eighteen years ago?" My father closed his eyes in agony. "Elena, we were wrong…" "Wrong?" I stood up and smoothed my dress. "No, you weren't. This is the perfect family reunion." I walked to the door and looked back at them one last time. "Enjoy the family reunion." Outside the hospital, I turned to Marcus. "Notify Rico's old gang." "About what, ma'am?" "Tell them Rico has a new partner, and they're moving in on their territory."

"She must've stolen Amy's allowance. I knew I wasn't wrong about her today!" Dad sighed. "How did Ninette turn out like this? I always thought she'd grow up to be a good sister." I heard the rustling of coins and the crinkle of a few loose bills being swept up. As the door shut, I felt an icy gaze bore into the suitcase. "Stay in there and think about what you've done," Mom said, her tone frigid. "If you can't learn how to be a good sister, then get out of this house!"

When Dad heard the choice I made, he looked at me in surprise. "Tam, don't you usually butt heads with that Muller kid? You sure you want to choose him as your brother? Think carefully. Once it's official, he'll be family for life." My dad was a big deal in the military district. Anyone who joined our family basically got a fast pass to the top. Ms. Carrie Sutton, George Greenberg's distant aunt, quickly stepped in. "Tam, George just has temporary amnesia. He doesn't remember you right now, but didn't you love playing with him? Why don't we wait a few days? Maybe his memory will come back."

“It’s no inconvenience, Mrs. Bennett. Blackridge is always welcoming to interns. And perhaps, we're family now, aren't we?” Why was he pushing this? What was this about?? All eyes turned to my dad for the final say, but he didn’t speak, just kept eating. Please say no. PLEASE!!! I would rather intern anywhere else. My eyes met Darnell’s, and I felt his gaze drop briefly, to my neck, then my lips. Was he serious right now? He was marrying my sister for goodness sake! “Okay,” my dad said, without looking up from his plate. No.

My eyes had flooded with tears; I couldn't help crying. I could be strong in front of outsiders, but I could not put on a brave face in front of my family. When Laura saw my older brother, she immediately laid the blame on me. "Your sister is talking nonsense, slandering my son and daughter-in-law, saying they are involved with each other. You'd better take her home and teach her a lesson!" she snapped. Before I could defend myself, Grayson hurried in. He ignored everyone and grabbed my hand, trying to pull me away. "Apologize to Scarlette—she slit her wrist and tried to kill herself," he demanded.

He roared, "What about that thesis? What do you have to say about the greenhouse controller? Spill everything right now!" By then, Jeremy and Andrew also came to their senses and rushed forward. Each taking one side, they pinned the struggling Mackenzie to the ground. Their eyes were bloodshot and filled with a hint of madness that matched Marcus'. "Where is our sister… Where is Bianca?" Jeremy shouted, his hand gripping her throat. "Give her back to us!" Andrew's eyes welled up with tears, his expression deranged. I stood quietly nearby, watching their frenzy. At last, they remembered that I was their long-lost sister and the one they had only just reunited with after many years.

I wasn’t supposed to be home this summer. College had been my escape—my excuse to avoid the suffocating expectations of being Aria Hale, perfect daughter of perfect businessman Victor Hale. But when Dad insisted I come home for his “important dinner,” I didn’t expect him to walk through the door. Jace Carter. My dad’s friend’s son. The boy who used to steal cookies off our counter and dare me to jump from the treehouse roof. The boy who moved away at seventeen and left behind a trail of rumors—fights, girls, a motorcycle accident that nearly killed him.

He's not helping his sister,' she thought. Francine's eyes turned red as she tried to retort, "I don't—" Jeremy gave her no room to back out and repeated, "Apologize to her now!" Francine was scared of her brother more than she was scared of her grandmother. She dared to act capriciously at her grandma, but she did not dare to rebel against her brother. In the end, she gritted her teeth and bowed respectfully at Corinne. "I'm sorry." Corinne looked at her and did not make any response. She turned to face Pamela instead. "Grandma, I'm going to go to the station to pick up my belongings. Have your dinner first, and don't wait for me."

"From what I hear, Francine is worth two women in bed. Betcha she'd have you begging for mercy and walking funny if you gave her a chance." Mitchell spoke through gritted teeth. "Would you stop saying shit like that? Francine is like a sister to me. The idea of doing anything with her is just gross." "Blah, blah, blah. You know, I believed that whole sister line you fed us ten years ago when you guys were still kids, but seriously, Mitchell. You haven't seen or talked to her in at least the last five or six years. She's changed, so how can you still claim that?"

"My dad is homophobic" "Sadly I know" "You do?" He scoffed. "You forget that am your dad's friend. We attended the same college. Though, he was older but lacked in studies which made him repeat a couple of years in school" Yeah right, I forgot that I was dating my dad's friend. He would probably die from a stroke the minute he find out, I couldn't imagine what his face would be and I hope he never finds out till I finish college. "Did he do something?"