December 2007
"Ennis? Where are ya? Time to go," shouted Jack.
"Hold yer horses, I'm comin'," responded Ennis as he walked down the stairs. "Don't know what all this fuss is about, think ya'd never used ice skates before," he grumbled on.
"Just wanta try out my present from Santa Claus, Babe, and besides," he grinned a wicked little grin, "wanta see how Santa does on skates too. Don't want him fallin' and breakin' no bones or damagin' that fine backside on 'im."
"Jack, I swear..." Ennis just shook his head, grabbed his skates, and admired the view as he followed Jack outside. Plan on doin' some damage to that fine backside of yours, once we get back, he thought, smiling to himself as he closed the door behind him.
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