Taming of the Punk

***Time Stamp: Two Weeks Later***

Ryan would be lying if he claimed that he did not miss the younger Way brother, but he did his best to put him from his mind and occupy his thoughts with other things...like the trip they were going to take to Epsom Downs with Gabriel. It had taken quite a bit of persuading to get Frank to agree to go, but eventually he had, and now they were all in Gabriel's carriage on the long journey there. It would take about 8 hours to get there, and Ryan could already tell, after just one hour, that Frank's mood would make it feel infinitely longer. Ryan delved into the picnic basket by his feet and pulled out three slices of the walnut cake he had made for the journey. He offered his brother and Gabriel a slice each.

"It is fresh...I awoke early to make it this morning."

"It looks delicious cousin Ryan, thank you."

Frank looked at the cake. He couldn't eat it though. All cake made him think of Gerard now.

"No thank you. I am not hungry."

"Please Frank?...have just a little...you did not have breakfast, and I did not see you eat yesterday either."

"I am fine Ryan. Just not hungry."

"It's just as well cousin, my Aunt is preparing a feast in our honour. You can sate your appetite there instead."

"A feast?...please tell me we are not having lamb?"

Ryan asked, his face turning quite pale.

"No that is a spring feast only."

"Thank goodness!"

Ryan exclaimed.

"Lamb does not agree with either mine, or my brother's stomach."

"Well spring lamb is the tastiest. Now they are too gamey to slaughter."

Frank was disgusted at how casually Gabriel spoke of this. It was distasteful.

Ryan swallowed thickly, looking even paler now.

"Please do not mention the sl..."

He swallowed again.

"..slaughter."

"Oh I forgot about you delicate constitution."

Gabriel moved to hold Ryan.

Ryan didn't see Gabriel move; he shifted away and leaned into Frank's shoulder. Frank put his arm around Ryan and glared at Gabriel.

"We're 'ere Sir.

Ryan sighed in relief...he hated long carriage journeys; his legs always became stiff. He was also hopeful that Frank would partake in the feast...he was worried about him.

"So we will be staying in the guest cottage as well as in the second floor of the house."

Ryan smiled and turned to Frank.

"It will be nice to share a room again, will it not?...like when we were children?”

“Yes Ryan I am sure it will.”

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Frank was bored and pissed. He watched Gabriel say and do things that made his little brother laugh and it bothered him so much. He knew that Ryan was still hurt over Michael and he was trying to burying it under his laughter. He didn't want to admit that he felt the same about Gerard. He let the man get under his skin more than anyone had in the past. It bothered him. Right now he was just trying to sleep in the most uncomfortable guest bed he had ever been in. He gave up and getting up, tossing his robe on, he headed to the parlor. The moon was bright as he stepped out onto the veranda. It was a warm humid night. He let the light of the moon bathe him as he looked at the stars. He wondered where Gerard was and if he was looking at the same night sky.

"Gee."

Michael woke up and found Gerard gone. Since they lost the Iero brother's friendship, they had not been apart other than bathing. Now in the bed they were sharing, Michael felt the warmth left on the sheets where Gerard had been lying moments ago. He got up and put his robe on and went searching for his brother. He found him on the terrace with a cup of tea. Michael stepped up to him and Gerard handed him the cup and saucer. It was still warm. He saw that Gerard was looking at the moon and stars.

"It's bright tonight isn't it?"

Gerard nodded.

"I tried counting the stars, but I gave up at ten."

He turned and gave Michael a wry smile.

"Did I wake you?...I'm sorry."

"I just felt that you were gone."

Michael looked up at the stars.

"Do you think if you are looking at the stars at the same time someone else is, they can feel it?"

Gerard laughed quietly, not wanting to wake the rest of the house.

"Are you turning into a girl or fair one Michael?...That is quite the most ridiculous thing I ever heard...like something from one of mother's romance novels."

He would never admit it of course, but he had actually been thing much the same thing before Michael joined him.

"Never mind."

Michael handed back the tea and turned to leave.

"I'll see you back in bed."

Then he was gone. Gerard rolled his eyes...sometimes he wished his brother could take a joke better, and not take everything so seriously. He finished his tea, then returned to bed. As he slipped under the covers in the darkened room, he sighed.

"I'm sorry Michael."

No sound except soft snoring was returned.

"Goodnight."

Gerard whispered, turning onto his side and settling in...he was asleep a few minutes later.

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The final leg of the trip felt like it was a little shorter. Ryan seemed to be in better spirits and this made Gabriel happy. He knew that it was all his doing. Perhaps he could do more at the race itself.

"Sir, we are here."

They arrived at the Inn that many of the spectators stayed at. Gabriel's family had their own rooms. Once again, Gabriel tried to convince Ryan to stay with him and let Frank be on his own, but Ryan was still worried about his brother so he politely declined. When it came time for dinner, Frank begged off, so Gabriel got another chance to spend alone time with Ryan. He escorted him to the dining area.

"Well, just the two of us this time."

"Yes..."

Ryan nodded slightly.

"Though I do not like leaving Frank when he is so obviously heartsick."

"Don't you have to have a heart to get sick?"

Gabriel chuckled, but saw that Ryan was not amused.

"Sorry, I just...I don’t understand who could have upset him this much. Neither of you will talk about anything."

Ryan frowned.

"It is not worth the discussion...those who slighted us do not deserve our thoughts...though I must admit that I am surprised that Frank has reacted this badly."

"Well then, let's just enjoy our meal and forget the unpleasantness of it all. So have you looked at the horses running this year? Quite a few are intriguing. I am especially interested in this pair. They have such macabre names. Venom and Deathwish. They are owned by the Rush family. Do you know of them?"

"I do not..."

Ryan confessed.

"Have you had the pleasure?"

"No, but their horses have run very well so far. I think that is where I will be putting my money this time."

"I may just take your advice and join you in that."

Ryan smiled lightly.

"Wonderful. Now let’s eat."

Gabriel watched as Ryan slowly ate his food. He was getting to the boy. It would not be long before he had what he wanted once again.

"Gerard dear are you alright? You did not eat anything tonight."

Elena Rush, Matriarch of the Way family and the brother's grandmother walked up to her oldest grandson. He was petting his favorite horse. Gerard looked up, offering a half smile.

"I am fine Gammy...please do not worry."

He returned to petting Venom.

"You are anything but fine Gerard. I may be old, but I am not an old fool. Talk to me."

Gerard sighed, turning to face her. Venom nudged at his shoulder in annoyance at suddenly being ignored. Gerard reached up a hand and stroked the horse's large head once before gesturing toward the gardens.

"Take a walk with me Gammy?"

"Of course."

Elena put her arm out for Gerard to take. Gerard took her arm and they headed into the ornamental gardens.

"So...I have met this young man."

He began, knowing this would peak his grandmother's interest.

"Oh, is he from where you live now, or from London?"

"He is from Colchester..."

Gerard hung his head a little.

"But I think he hates me."

"How could anyone hate you Love?"

Gerard sighed.

"Well...Michael and I were supposed to take Frank...that is his name, Frank Iero...well, we were taking him and his brother, who Michael likes, away for the weekend, but something happened on the way to collect them, and we could not make the trip."

Gerard looked down dejectedly before continuing.

"Somehow he got the idea that I was drinking with another boy from town...but I wasn't...I swear I wasn't Gammy...but he would not listen when I tried to explain."

He looked at the older woman pleadingly.

"You do believe me, don't you?"

"Considering how you get when you truly imbibe, I do believe you. Is this boy that important to you? You have not lived there long."

Gerard nodded, a smile spreading on his face at the thought of the older Iero brother.

"Yes Gammy, he is...There is something about him; he is not like all the other boys around...he has a sharp mind, and a sharp tongue to match...he does not take anyone's nonsense, and gives as good as he gets."

He looked Elena in the eye.

"I have never liked anyone like this, but I fear that he will never speak to me again...What do I do?"

"The best advice that I can give you Love is to be yourself. Eventually people will see it and if they still stay around, they are worth keeping."

They made it back to the stalls.

"Now, help an old woman inside so that we may get in a round of cards before bed. We have a big day tomorrow."

Gerard chuckled.

"Of course Gammy.."

He assisted her inside and they moved into the drawing room, where a set of playing cards that were nearly as old as Gerard were sat waiting on the little card table between two high backed armchairs. Gerard helped the elderly lady to sit in the striped fabric covered chair, then he settled into the leather armchair opposite her.

"Gin Rummy?"

He suggested, picking up the cards and shuffling them.

"Is there any other game?"

The two sat and played until Elena fell asleep. Gerard kissed her on the head and then sought his own bed.

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Frank walked behind Gabriel and Ryan. He tried to smile at everyone at the racetrack, but it was hard. He saw people passing him in a daze...then suddenly he walked into someone and almost fell back. Someone grabbed him and pulled him forward.

"My goodness, are you alright young man? It was a good thing my grandson was here to catch us both."

"I'm so sorry. I was off in my own little world. Please forgive me."

Frank bowed low. He was afraid to meet the woman's eyes.

"Nonsense, please rise up and introduce yourself."

"I am Frank of the Colchester Ieros."

Frank started to rise up. He saw an elegant woman standing with a young man.

"I am Elena Rush, Matriarch of the Ways and this is my oldest grandson Gerard."

Gerard's eyes were wide, but a smile was creeping onto his face.

"We have met Gammy."

He said softly, then bowed to Frank.

"Good morning Master Iero...it is good to see you."

"Good morning Master Way."

Frank tried to pull back from the familiarity in his voice.

"It is lovely to meet you Madam Rush, please excuse me, but I..."

"Gerard! You will never guess who I saw! Ryan is here! Maybe I can explain..."

Michael came running up like a wild school boy to his brother, but skidded to a halt along with his voice when he saw Frank. Gerard kept his eyes on Frank.

"I was hoping for a chance to do the same."

He said softly, hope and sadness clear in his eyes and body language.

"Well Master Iero, there seems to be two of you here, are your parents here as well?"

"No Madam Rush, my mother does not have a fondness for the horses."

"Ah, well neither did Gerard when he was young, till he had his own foal to name."

"I named him Venom. Would you care to meet him?"

Gerard asked Frank, his voice a little bit nervous.

"Well, I would, but I am not alone and..."

"I quite agree Master Iero. Shame on you Gerard, forgetting this."

Frank watched Gerard drop his shoulders, but he tried to ignore it and find his exit from the uncomfortable moment.

"Master Iero, please fetch your brother and meet us at our stables. We can all catch up before the race begins."

Frank looked up sharply, but something in the elder's eyes was not to be disobeyed.

"Of course Madam Rush, I will do so now."

Frank bowed and then hurried off.

"Thank you Gammy."

Gerard smiled, leaning in and softly kissing her cheek.

"There is nothing to thank me for, it was proprieties sake. Now let's continue our journey to the stables. We have horses to see to."

"Yes Gammy."

Gerard smiled, offering his arm with a bow of his head.

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"Well shall we go and find something to quench our thirst before heading to our box Cousin Ryan?"

"That would be nice, but we really should wait for Frank...I do not know where he has disappeared to, but I am sure he will return soon, and if we leave, he will not be able to find us, will he?"

"Ryan!"

Damn. Gabriel was about to suggest that it would be easier to find them in the box when Frank came up to them.

"We have been invited to Madam Rush's before the race."

"Really?"

Ryan asked excitedly before turning to Gabriel.

"The horse you recommended is from Madam Rush's stable, is it not?"

"It is, but I do not understand the context of the invitation."

"You do not need to as you were not invited Cousin."

"Please do not be rude Frank..."

Ryan chastised, smiling apologetically at Gabriel.

"It's alright Cousin Ryan. I will see you at the box when the race starts."

He lifted Ryan's hand and kissed it softly. Gabriel tipped his hat to Frank and then left.

"You did not have to be so rude Frank...I still do not understand why you detest Gabriel so...he seems like a perfect gentleman to me."

Ryan said as they headed toward the stables.

"You just don't understand cause you are still too young. Not everyone on the outside is who they are on the inside."

Ryan huffed.

"You treat me as a child, yet I can understand more than you think...please?...tell me why you hate him so much?"

Frank was about to say more, but they had arrived at their destination. The plaque on the wall said Way.

"Way?!"

Ryan exclaimed, turning to Frank.

"I thought you said we were going to Madam Rush's stable."

"They are related. Madam Rush is the matriarch of the Way family. She is no one to mess with, so be polite."

A servant was seen setting up a table for them.

"I am always polite Frank...it is I who should be warning you to be nice."

Ryan smiled sweetly at his brother as they walked over, side by side.

"Masters Iero. Please wait here, Madam Rush shall be back in a moment."

Ryan nodded politely to the servant.

"Thank you."

He took a seat at the table, Frank sitting down on his right.

"You came!"

Gerard said excitedly as he came around the corner, then cleared his throat, quickly reining himself in.

"It is good to see you both."

He bowed low, hearing his brother's amused chuckle from behind him. He straightened, shooting Michael a sour look before turning back with a happy smile. Ryan swallowed when he saw Michael...he had not expected to be so effected by his appearance.

"I am surprised, but pleasantly so to see you young Master Iero."

Michael bowed low as well.

Ryan smiled slightly, a blush coloring his cheeks.

"I am surprised too."

He said quietly.

"Our Grandmother should be with us shortly..."

Gerard said as he took a seat at the table...the one closest to Frank.

"She is just freshening up."

"I see."

Frank could feel the sun radiating from Gerard's suit. He struggled for something to say to fill the silence.

"It is unseasonably warm today. I do hope the horses will be alright."

"There is no need for worry Master Iero, my brother and I take good care of our animals."

Gerard nodded in agreement, but could not think of a thing to say. Silence fell over the table again.

"Ah, good, you are all here."

Elena walked up to them smartly dressed in plum. She looked every bit the part of a matriarch.

"Grandmother."

Michael stood to seat her between him and Gerard.

"Well now, this looks wonderful."

"Thank you again for inviting us Madam Elena."

"Yes, thank you so much."

Ryan smiled.

"It is lovely to meet you."

"And of course you know my grandsons, Gerard and Michael."

She watched all nod.

"May I start serving grandmother?"

"Michael, polite as always, you may."

Michael stood and picked up the tea. He started with Ryan and poured all around.

"Two sugar cubes if I remember correctly Young Master Iero?"

Michael held the sugar bowl near Ryan's cup.

"Yes, thank you."

Ryan blushed...he was surprised that Michael remembered...Gabriel had got it wrong just this morning, and they had known each other for years.

"And just one for Master Frank, if I recall?"

Gerard asked tentatively...he did not wish to get another cake shoved in his face.

"Yes, please."

Frank tried to ignore that Gerard used his name informally. He reminded himself that it was for his grandmother.

"Now gentlemen, we are all friends here. You will call me Elena, and I will hear no buts about it. This is Gerard and Michael and boys, this is Frank and Ryan."

All the men turned a slight red. Michael cleared his throat.

"Would you like a biscuit R-R..."

He stuttered and inwardly cursed trying again.

"Would you like a biscuit Ryan?"

Ryan blushed.

"Yes please...Michael."

He smiled sweetly.

Now Michael really turned red. The plate in his hand started to shake and rattle the contents. Frank reached out at the same time Gerard did and they touched. Frank was frozen. Gerard had never made any skin contact with him before. He felt like he was on fire. Gerard smiled gently, taking the plate and offering it to Ryan, as Michael had intended. He kept his eyes on Frank's.

"Sorry...would you like a biscuit Frank?"

"I..."

Just then a sound was heard from the stall next to them. Elena laughed. Venom knew Gerard's voice so well.

"It seems my Love, that someone else would like a biscuit."

Gerard chuckled, glancing at the heavy head that now hung out of the stall door. He looked back at Frank.

"Would you like to meet Venom, Frank?"

Frank looked at the black stallion with streaks of chestnut in his mane. He was beautiful.

"Yes, I would like to very much."

Gerard smiled and stood, picking up a couple of biscuits before offering Frank his arm.

"Shall we?"

Frank rose still a bit shaken from their interaction. Still touching Gerard on the sleeve of his jacket felt better. They moved the few steps to the stall.

"I usually see Chestnut horses with black manes, but never an ebony horse with a chestnut mane."

Frank held his hand out for the horse to chuff.

"I had not either...until I saw this beauty."

Gerard said proudly.

"Gammy bought him for me when he was just a small thing, and I have been enamored ever since."

He gave the horse one of the biscuits, then offered the other to Frank.

"Would you like to give him this?"

Frank smiled. He took the biscuit and held it for the stallion. The stallion took it gently.

"He seems really sweet."

"Oh he is...but he can run like the Devil..."

Gerard grinned, lifting his hand to scratch behind the horse's ear.

"Can't you Venom?

He cooed. The horse chuffed and pushed into Gerard making Frank laugh.

"We should return to the table to…"

Frank saw that only Elena was there.

"Where did Michael and Ryan go?"

Gerard looked back and shrugged.

"I don't know...let us ask Gammy."

He offered his arm again and they walked back to the table.

"Gammy...where did the others go?"

A giggle was heard on the breeze along with a lower laugh.

"Does that answer your question boys?"

Michael was on the other side of the stall with Ryan feeding his own horse Deathwish. In contrast to Gerard's horse, Deathwish had a white mane.

"You have strange names for your horses."

"We like the macabre...remember?"

Gerard quirked an eyebrow at Frank, giving him a crooked smile to boot.

"Would you like to ride her?"

Michael reigned in his laughter that threatened to bubble out from the look on Ryan's face when he presented his offer.

"Really?"

Ryan asked, eyes wide and cheeks pink.

"I fear I am not a very accomplished rider."

Michael went and grabbed the saddle. He placed it on the horse and strapped it on. He then mounted the horse and held his hand out for Ryan.

"Just place your foot in the stirrup and take my hand."

Ryan swallowed and reached up to take Michael's hand. He tried to place his foot in the stirrup, but found that he couldn't reach.

"Your horse is too tall Michael..."

Ryan said with a light laugh.

"I may need to use a lady's step."

"I can 'elp you Sir."

One of the stable hands came out. Michael smiled at him.

"Thank you Raymond."

"Glad to be of service Master Way."

Ryan put his spare hand on the man's shoulder, and one foot on his linked hands...he nodded to signify that he was ready, then felt himself being lifted a little, so he pushed himself up and placed his other foot into the stirrup.

Michael scooted back so that Ryan could sit in the front.

"There you go, you did it."

Ryan smiled then looked down at the man who had helped him.

"Thank you...I would have looked quite the fool needing to use a step."

"Someone as charming as you could never be a fool."

Raymond tipped his hat and went back to his work.

"Well then, shall we?"

Michael reached around Ryan to grasp the reins. He snapped them a bit and Deathwish started to move. Ryan gasped and gripped Michael's sleeve, his knuckles turning white.

"Shhh, relax, it's okay."

Michael led Deathwish around the stables slowly. They moved to a shady path next and Michael felt Ryan begin to relax a bit. Then Deathwish made an excited sound as he saw a stable hand he knew. He canted a bit and Michael wrapped his arms around Ryan as the horse took off a little faster.

"Whoa whoa there. Steady DW."

The horse calmed at the sound of the man's voice.

"Thank you Brendon."

"No problem Master Way."

"Are you alright my dear?"

Michael looked down at Ryan and then realized he was holding him tightly to his chest. He started to loosen his grip and apologize. Ryan looked back at Michael.

"W-when I said that I was unaccomplished...I should have said that I have never even sat on a horse before today..."

He said shakily, but with pink cheeks and a wide smile.

"I enjoyed it."

He assured, nodding. Michael doesn't know why he did it, but he leaned in and kissed Ryan's cheek.

"I am glad."

Ryan's face turned an even darker shade of rose pink, his eyes casting down and his smile turning shy, but remaining happy.

"I do have one problem though."

He said softly.

"What is that my dear?"

Ryan leaned slightly to the side and looked down, sitting back up straight away, his knuckles white again.

"I'm not really sure how to get down...we are really high up."

"I can help with that Sir."

Brendon stepped forward, but Michael waved his hands. He dismounted the horse and then held his arms out for Ryan.

"I won’t let you fall. I promise."

Ryan bit his lip nervously, then nodded.

"Alright."

He slipped his left foot into the stirrup on the side that Michael stood, then lifted his right leg up and over the horse's wide back. The stirrup swung sideways under him and he let out a little shriek as he felt himself falling backward.

"Got you!"

Michael leaned up and pulled Ryan into his arms. He hugged him tightly and petted his hair softly.

"I got you my dear. You are safe here."

Ryan was shaking and instinctively clung to Michael. His face was white as snow.

"Is everything alright?"

Frank and Gerard came walking up. Frank saw Ryan in Michael's arms and that he was trembling.

"Yes, we just had a bit of a scare. It seems that your brother was not forthcoming in the truth of his experiences with horses."

Ryan ducked his head.

"I apologise."

He said quietly.

"I am sure there is no need for that..."

Gerard smiled kindly at him.

"My brother forgets sometimes that not everyone was born in a stable."

He laughed...it was a joke the brothers had shared ever since they were children, and discovered that Michael actually had been born in a stable, as their mother had gone into labor quite suddenly, during the carriage journey from Bath, back to Bristol, where they lived at the time.

"I'm sorry Master, but we must git the 'orses ready for the race."

Raymond came strolling up and helped Brendon bring Deathwish in. They moved back to where Elena was getting ready herself.

"Well now, that was an exciting morning, was it not? Ryan, Frank, will you join me and my grandsons in our box?"

Frank was about to agree when Ryan shook his head slightly.

"We were supposed to join Gabriel."

He said quietly, a small frown on his face. He wanted to accept Elena's invitation, but felt sadly obliged to decline.

Gerard frowned as well...that man was always getting in the way.

"Gabriel?"

Elena looked at her grandchildren.

"Master Saporta...their cousin."

Michael did not mean to, but he tightened his hold on Ryan as if he were to be snatched away at the mention of the man's name. Ryan looked up at him, feeling a happy fluttering in his stomach at the older boy's possessiveness. Gerard would have pulled Frank to him too; if he thought there was any chance that he would not receive a knee to his private area...he did not chance it.

"Well family does need to be together. We will see you after the race then."

Michael reluctantly let go of Ryan and watched him move to his brother.

"Frank?"

Gerard called as the Iero brothers turned to leave.

"Yes Gerard?"

Gerard stepped closer and took Frank's hand, bowing slightly to kiss the backs of the younger man's fingers...he looked up, eyes meeting with Frank's.

"Would you meet us in the winner's circle after the race?"

He smiled hopefully, still holding onto Frank's hand...he did not want to let go.

"You certainly are sure of yourself Master Way."

Gerard smiled, but missed the informality from before.

"I am sure of my horse, Master Iero...that is a different thing altogether."

He bowed then let go of Frank's hand...was the disappointed look in Frank's eye his imagination?

"Come grandmother."

Michael led Elena toward their box at the other end of the racetrack. Frank watched them go.

"So, will you come and meet me?"

Gerard asked, drawing Frank's attention back to him. Ryan stood a few feet away, watching the scene. He really wanted Frank to be happy, and to forgive Gerard, or at least listen to his explanation for what had happened before.

"I...shall think about it."

Frank bowed and then returned to Ryan's side. Ryan waved to Gerard, who bowed in return, then took his brother's hand and lead him away.

"Are you going to meet him?"

He asked when they were out of earshot.

"I don't know if I should. I feel...strange around him."

Frank blushed then turned the tables.

"What about you Ryan? You spent quite a while in Michael's grasp."

Ryan blushed...they were almost an identical pink.

"I like him...he seems really genuine, and..."

He blushed darker, looking down.

"Who seems genuine?"

Gabriel was standing at the entrance of the raceway waiting for them.

"Certainly not you."

Frank muttered under his breath, but only Ryan heard him.

"Did you have a nice time with Madam Rush?"

Gabriel took Ryan's gloved hand and led him in and toward the box seat.

"Oh yes..."

Ryan said, smiling.

"We had a lovely time, and I had my first ever ride on a horse."

"How wonderful. You must tell me how exciting it was for you after the race."

Frank walked forward and just caught the door that Gabriel let close on him.

"Oh, sorry Cousin Frank, you were so quiet I hardly noticed you."

Frank ignored Gabriel and made his way to the other end of the box. He noted how far away their box was from the Ways. Still if he looked he could see the plumage from Madam Rush's hat. It made him smile.

"So Cousin Ryan, what horse would you like to bet on?"

"I was going to follow your lead and bet on Venom, but I believe I will now place my money on Deathwish...that is the horse that I rode."

"Deathwish huh? Well I changed my mind about Venom. There is another horse called Cobra. It says that it has beaten Venom before. I am going with him."

Frank turned away from the Ways box and back to Gabriel.

"So you think that Cobra will beat Venom?"

"I do indeed."

"Well then how about a side wager."

"I am intrigued."

"If Cobra beats Venom, then I will allow you to take Ryan on an outing without my presence."

"And if you win?"

Gabriel leered.

"You will leave us to accompany Lady Rush home."

Gabriel thought about it. It was the perfect opportunity to get Ryan alone.

"I accept your proposal."

Ryan really hoped that Venom would win.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks...how's you?

A lovely day at the races, and a lovely chance meeting...could things be on the up?

Until next time...PLEASE COMMENT, and peace out babies!
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