Chapter 10

Brain's parents are now talking to each other about him.

"I can't believe our son would drink, dear, "says Mrs. Powers.

"I know," says Mr. Powers. "After all we taught him and after all we did for him."

"And I can't believe he would do something this irresponsible," says Mrs. Powers. "Where did we go wrong?"

"I don't know, honey," says Mr. Powers. "I thought we were good parents."

"Honey, I'm ashamed," says Mrs. Powers. "Not just of Alan, but of myself too."

"I feel a bit embarrassed myself," says Mr. Powers, "but let's not forget: we're not the ones who drank."

"I know," says Mrs. Powers, "still."

"Well," says Mr. Powers, "we've got to figure out a way to punish hour son for this, I mean, we just can't let this pass, this is serious."

"I know," says Mrs. Powers, "I cannot condone what he did. But do you think that Alan really does feel stress and pressure?"

"He possibly does, Honey," says Mr. Powers. "The thing is, maybe he's putting himself under so much pressure, I mean, I expect him to achieve and to do his best, but I think he thinks we expect more out of him than we really do."

"Yeah," says Mrs. Powers. "We've raised a smart kid and he does things we don't expect him to do. He can be an over-achiever, and I'm sure the other parents out there envy us for him."

"Probably so," says Mr. Powers. "But he also has to deal with people who are not as intelligent as he is and sometimes he has to help others. He may not usually mind it but maybe it does get to him."

"Dear," says Mr. Powers, "I don't think Alan's a bad kid. I know somewhere inside that boy is a smart person. I refuse to believe our son has gone bad."

"I see what you mean, Honey," says Mr. Powers. "Maybe it's not Alan who is bad, but rather, it's his actions that were bad. And I think Alan needs our help right now."

"I would say so too," says Mrs. Powers.

"But nevertheless," says Mr. Powers, "we still have to discipline him for what he's done," says Mr. Powers.

"I agree," says Mrs. Powers.

"I don't know about you," says Mr. Powers, "but I think I'm calm enough to think of some punishments for him."

"I am too," says Mrs. Powers.

So Mr. and Mrs. Powers talk over what they should do with Brain and they come up with a decision.

Meanwhile, Brain has been in his room for some time. Still feeling a little nauseous and sensitive to loud noises, Brain lies horizontally across his bed face down and his bedroom waste basket is under his head in case he has to throw up again.

Just then, Mr. and Mrs. Powers come into Brain's room, and they see him and start talking to him.

"Alan," says Mr. Powers, "sit up."

Even though this is not easy, Brain turns over and sits up and turns to his parents.

"Alan," says Mrs. Powers, "your father and I want to let you know that we still love you and care about you. And we understand you have been feeling stressed out and pressured. And even though we want the best out from you, we're sorry if you thought we put some pressure on you."

"Yes we are, Alan," says Mr. Powers.

"And your father and I are going to help you with this whole alcohol drinking situation," says Mrs. Powers.

"Okay, Mom," says Brain.

"But we're also going to have to give you your punishment," says Mr. Powers.

"Mr. Powers goes on to say, "First of all, starting right now, you are grounded for a month."

"That means," says Mrs. Powers, "No T.V., no listening to music, no hanging out with or talking to your friends outside school."

"No soccer games or other sports," says Mr. Powers, "no cell phone use unless your mom or I call you, or unless you call us, no video games or computer games."

"No internet use unless it's for school," says Mrs. Powers, "no science projects or science experiments unless they are for school, and no dessert."

"You can still work at the Ice Cream shop," says Mr. Powers, "but under your mother's supervision or mine. And you can't have any ice cream."

Mr. Powers goes on to say, "What is more, your driving privileges are hereby suspended until further notice. You will not be allowed to drive your car unless I say otherwise. We're not going to impound or sell your car, but you will not be allowed to drive it. In fact, I don't even want you near that car unless we tell you to go to it, like for washing, but we will let you get some things you need out of there."

"Okay Mom and Dad," says Brain.

"Your car is still where the frat party is, or was, at, right?" asks Mr. Powers.

"Yes, Dad," says Brain.

"Tomorrow morning," says Mr. Powers, "your mother and I are going to go pick it up and bring it here to the house. But remember, you can't drive it."

"All right," says Brain.

"Now get ready for bet, Alan," says Mrs. Powers.

"Oh and one more thing," says Mr. Powers, "if you ever drink again, especially underage, unless you're eighteen years old, we're going to ground you or two months, and the punishment will get worse the more you repeat this offense. But if you're eighteen, and especially still living with us and under twenty one, we're throwing you in jail!"

Brain is taken aback by this.

"You wouldn't!" he says.

"Alan, we still love you, and we always will," says Mr. Powers, "but that is what we're going to do if you drink underage again or commit another crime, even after you turn 21 with that latter. I mean it!"

"Alright," says Brain.

"Good night Alan," says Mrs. Powers.

"Good night," says Brain.

And Brain's parents leave him in his room and close the door.

The next day Mr. and Mrs. Powers drive to where the frat party was and know where it is because they told Brain to give them the address. When they pull up to the house, Mr. and Mrs. Powers go to Mr. Dillon's door and knock. Mr. Dillon looks through his peep whole and sees Alan's parents but doesn't know it's them yet. He opens the door.

"Hi," says Mr. Dillon, "may I help you?"

"Hi," says Mr. Powers," I'm Mr. Powers and this is my wife. We're here to pick up our son's car."

"That was your son," asks Mr. Dillon, "who got drunk at my party and wouldn't cooperate with his friends? And is his name Brain? Because that's what I've been hearing his friends, who tried to get him out, call him."

"His name is Alan," says Mrs. Powers.

"But his friends call him 'Brain,' says Mr. Powers.

"Well as you might already know," says Mr. Dillon, "your son and seven other boys were drinking at my party last night and I kicked them out along with their alcohol and I notified their parents. And I'm sorry to tell you this, Mr. and Mrs. Powers, but your son is not allowed back here anymore."

"We understand," says Mr. Powers, "and we can assure you he will not be come back here again."

"And we're sorry for Alan," says Mrs. Powers, "and for what he did.

"I don't intend to keep him away from here forever but indefinitely," says Mr. Dillon.

"Well, if you need to talk to us or anything," says Mr. Powers, getting out a piece of paper and writing in it, "here are our names and our home and cell phone numbers."

"And here's my card," says Mrs. Powers, "this is the number to our Ice Cream shop.

"Thank you," says Mr. Dillon. "Go ahead and remove your son's car from near my property . It's a good thing you guys came or I would have had it towed to the impound."

We don't blame you," says Mr. Powers, "but as I said, we will make sure Alan never comes back here again. We talked to him last night and is now doing his time."

"Good," says Mr. Dillon."

"Thank you for your time," says Mr. Powers, shaking Mr. Dillon's hand.

"And again," says Mrs. Powers, shaking Mr. Dillon's hand, "we apologize for Alan."

Mr. and Mrs. Powers turn and walk away from Mr. Dillon's door and Mr. Powers drives Brain's car back to his house while Mrs. Powers drives the car they rode in to get to Mr. Dillon's house. After Mr. and Mrs. Powers get in the cars and before they drive away, Mr. Dillon shuts the door to his house.

When Brain's parents are back, they allow him to go into his car and grab as many things as he can get out of his car because anything that's still in there stays in there according to what Mr. Powers has said earlier.

The following Monday it's a cloudy morning at Elwood City High School. It's before school hours. Brain is sitting outside somewhere on campus by himself, holding his head down When Arthur, Buster, Binky, Francine, Muffy, and Ladonna see him, they approach him.

"Brain?" asks Arthur.

Brain quickly raises his head moving it around and getting startled, saying, "What, who's there?"

"It's okay Brain," says Arthur, "it's only us."

"How are you doing, Brain," asks Buster.

"Fine," says Brain, "just fine."

"You certainly don't sound fine," says Binky.

"How did things go with your parents?" asks Francine.

Brain hesitates a little.

"Well guys," says Brain, "they didn't take it real well."

"I'm sure they didn't," says Muffy.

"So am I," says Ladonna, "cross my heart."

Brain continues, "And now I'm grounded for a month and I lost several of my privledges, including hanging out with you guys except during school. And I'm not allowed to drive my car anymore and I don't know when I'm ever going to drive again."

"See, serves you right!" says Francine, "if you hadn't been drinking, getting drunk, and hanging out with those guys, none of this would have happened to you! I hope you learned your lesson!"

"Uh, Francine?" says Arthur.

"What, Arthur?" she asks.

"I think Brain has suffered enough," says Arthur, let's give him a break."

"You're right Arthur," Francine says. Then turning to Brain, she says, "I'm sorry Brain."

"Actually," says Brain, "I'm the one who should be sorry, which I am. And I did learn my lesson. I'm sorry I was drinking, I'm sorry I got drunk, for hanging out with those boys, whom I'm never hanging out with again! And most of all, I'm sorry I cause you all trouble at the party. Do you guys think you can ever forgive me?
"I sure do," says Buster.

"Me too!" says Binky.

"You got it!" says Muffy.

"I forgive you," says Francine.

"So do I," says Arthur.

"Cross my heart," says Ladonna.

"Thanks, guys," says Brain.

Just then, the bell rings.

"Time for class," says Arthur.

"Let's go so we're not late," says Buster.

"Yeah," says Brain, "I've gotten in enough trouble and don't need to get in anymore of it."

"You said it," says Binky.

And they head to their classes.

The End

Author's Notes: This fanfic has three references, mostly two of them: that episode of Full House where D.J. and her friend Kimmy go to this fraternity party and Kimmy gets drunk, that episode of Braceface where Sharon Spitz goes to a party after her brother Adam tries to tell her not to and I think her mother didn't want her going either but it's kind of a good thing she goes because if I remember right, I haven't seen the episode since 2005 or 2006 but I think Sharon stopped a drunk person from driving home. This also comes from the Cosby Show where Vanessa gets drunk while playing the alphabet at a party, and perhaps from the episode where Vanessa and three of her friends try to go to Baltimore to see a concert.

I also wanted to do a story of Brain, one of the finest, smartest, wisest characters making a bad decision, so I had him drink, and then of course suffer the consequences for it, I wouldn't let my characters (or characters I'm using) do something like this and get away with it.

By the way, in case you're concerned, I had this idea way before I saw DarkAngelSnapLover's fanfic "Consequences of the Rush," although I admit my summary kind of sounds like DarkAngelSnapLover's but I did try to make it different so I wouldn't be too much of a copycat.

What I probably should have done, was let one of the kids drinking be the son of the party host, Mr. Dillon and then have Mr. Dillion catch his son as well as Brain and the other drinking kids, throw out Brain and the kids that were not his, end the party, and punish his son. This story would have gone in a different direction than it did and probably would have been better and made more sense if I did it that way but I was too lazy and decided to leave it as is.

Please note, I'm not going to be doing a lot of T Rated stories, most of my stories will be K and K Plus.

This was a long and hard story to write and I waited weeks to months to write this story and I finally got it up.

Thank you for reading this.