Date: Thu, 9 Sep 2021 00:02:12 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 100b

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Forts glanced at Dima; a look not missed by Davy.

`So, Maureen's baby is definitely Gary's?

`It would seem so, yes, anyway enough about Gary, ...Dima, how is your
sister?

Another glance between Dima and Forts.

`Yes, she is very well, your Lordship, positively radiant, thank you'

                         *******************


Operation Pied Piper – Part 100b


Davy continues the Story


I had finally managed to get Forts up to bed, he had had a few more drinks
than usual; I had felt a bit out of it, Dima and Forts had been laughing
and joking; and although Forts had his arm round me, I didn't feel
included. I had watched as he quickly stripped off and clambered into bed,
he had turned to me and given me a peck on the lips and then turned on to
his side.

`Good night darling'

I lay for a few moments

`Forts, can we talk?

I felt him shuffle and turn back towards me, he propped himself up on his
elbow.

`What is it honey bunch'

He was smiling and gave a little giggle.

`You seem a bit different, what happened in London?

`How do you mean?

`Well, even Archie noticed it, and you never said you were going to be
bringing Dima back'

`I never thought about it, he has been really helping me, ... you know,
learning Russian, learning about my Russian family...is that a problem?'

`No, ...you just seem very close'

Forts reached out and stroked my cheek.

`Aww, you're not jealous, are you?

`Should I be?

`OH, Davy'

Forts pulled himself closer to me, his face now inches from mine.

`Come on, you know it's you I love'

`But you let Dima...'

`I thought you liked Dima?

`Fort's it wasn't like that, ...you let him use me, you even helped
him...it wasn't loving'

Forts hand was still on my cheek; he felt my tear collide with his fingers.

`No, no, Davy'

He sat up and reached for the bedside light, he looked down at me

`Davy no, it wasn't meant to be like that, you used to like Dima, I wanted
us all to have fun, like he said at the end, like Brothers, the three of
us'

`But you kept speaking in Russian; when...,... how, did you learn it so
fast'

`I don't know, I seem to have a knack for it and everyone in London was
helping me, not just Dima'

`Theodora too,... I suppose?

Forts let out a sigh.

`Yes, Theodora too'

He slipped his arm under my neck and pulled me closer.

`Davy, please, I love you so much. Okay, I am sorry, I got earlier with
Dima wrong, but Davy these people are my family; I want you to love them
too, ...surely you can't want me to choose between you all?

I didn't say anything, but could feel his eyes fixed on me, he sighed.

`Okay, I choose you then, I will ask Dima to leave, if that's what you
want'

He lay on his back, his arm still under my neck, we lay in silence. Forts
started to slide his arm from under me.

`I will speak to him tomorrow; come on, I am going to try and get some
sleep, you try and get some too'

He shuffled over and was facing away from me; his hand reached back and
patted my side.

`Night, night'

*

I didn't sleep; come to think of it unless Forts had stopped snoring; he
didn't either. As the first morning light illuminated the room, I looked
over, he was laying on his back, his eyes wide open and staring at the
ceiling. I turned towards him and reached out my hand, pushing my fingers
through his chest hair, his hand moved and placed itself on mine; our
fingers interlocking. I took a big breath

`Fort's I don't want you to send away your family, perhaps Dima can help me
to learn Russian too?

His hand squeezed mine, but he didn't speak.

`I'm sorry, I wanted yesterday to be just perfect, and look what happened,
I met you covered in pig shit, and then you and Dima seemed so close; I
couldn't bare it, can you forgive me?

Another squeeze of my hand; but still no words. He turned towards me; a
tear ran down his cheek as he mouthed "Thank you".

`Forts please speak to me, what's bothering you?'

His head turned to face me; his eyes fixed on mine; was that a little
smile. I felt pressure on my hand, he slid it down his chest; yes
definitely a smile; my hand slipped further down, my little finger sliding
up over his sticky swollen bellend; my fingers wrapped round his thick
shaft. He lifted himself up and pushed his lips to mine, his legs now
between mine easing them apart, as his lips joined mine.

`There is nothing bothering me now. Thank you Davy, you know it's you I
love, with all my heart'


**


McPhee continues the story


I looked round, I wasn't first into the dining room for breakfast, Athol
had beaten me, I gave him a wave and went to the counter. Mr Duncan was
busy filling the tea urn.

`Morning sexy'

He always made me blush

`Morning Gregor'

He came over and gently smacked my bum.

`It's Mr Duncan to you'

He gave me a wink and went behind the counter.

`What can I get you?

`Porridge please, then I have to get down to the stables; it is final check
day today, see if the three new boys are ready to head off into the hills
on horseback'

`Sounds like great fun, wish I could come'

Gregor winked again and handed me my porridge, I sat down next to Athol by
the window.

`Good morning Athol'

`Morning McPhee, how do you think the boys will do?

`Fine, they have all improved immensely, Paul is still a bit hesitant, but
he will be fine once we get going'

Athol nodded and took another spoonful of his porridge.

`Good morning everyone...God, what's that smell?'

Archie strode into the dining room and stopped suddenly sniffing the air.

`One more joke from you, Mr Campbell and I don't care who you are, I am
going to punch you'

Athol grinned over as Archie held his nose and waved his hands at the
imaginary smell. Archie belly laughed and took a bowl of porridge handed
him by Gregor and came and sat down with Athol and me.

`Good morning everyone'

I looked up, it was Davy, with Forts, Dima and Marcus. They came over to
our table.

`No kilt today Forts?

`No, I won't be wearing one every day now, I can get more done in these
fatigues'

I heard Athol sigh, as I looked up, Davy made eye contact with me and then
shrugged his shoulders and sat down. Both Forts and Dima were in what
looked like army fatigues; they both sat down, Marcus remained standing, he
looked over at the counter,

`Looks like porridge or toast'

Davy, Forts and Dima all asked for Porridge, Marcus walked over to the
counter.

`Forts'

`Yes Dad'

`Son I would prefer it if you wore the school uniform, when you're in the
Castle or representing the school'

Forts glanced at Davy and then at Dima; obviously deciding what to say;
Davy looked away, it clearly wasn't the first time this had been discussed
this morning.

`What about Dima, Dad?

Athol put down his spoon and turned to face them both.

`Dima is welcome to wear a staff kilt, or he can stay as he is, but I would
like you when you're here to dress in your kilt'

Dima smiled

`I am sure I will look very dashing in a staff kilt, thank you Athol'

Phew, the "gathering clouds" vanished in Dima smile, even Davy looked
relieved.

Giggling and laughing announced the arrival of Niki, Ron, Harry and Paul as
they barrelled into the dining room. They all seemed to have taken to Niki;
probably because he wasn't much bigger than them, although he was a bit
older. Athol stood as they all sat down at the table next to us.

`Are you all ready and excited about your trekking holiday? I hope so,
McPhee will check your all ready and safe to go after breakfast, then, Davy
and Fort's will help showing you how to erect a camp and look after the
horses and ponies while your away'

Three smiling faces beamed back at him only Paul looked a bit
apprehensive. Davy spotted that too, he moved over to our table and I could
see him whispering into Pauls ear. Whatever he said seemed to go down well
and Paul smiled and giggled. Athol nodded

`Okay boys, as soon as your breakfast is finished outside and let me see
what you have learned'.

Archie stood and joined Athol and they headed for the door, there were
saying something to each other, but again I couldn't make it out. I did
recognise Athol's raised hand; that meant discussion had ended, it always
did. He stopped and turned back to Forts.

`Drageon, can you seem me in my office once you're finished?

Forts looked up

`Before or after I get changed?

It sounded a bit sarcastic to me and obviously to Athol too, by the way his
face flushed; Archie took Athol's arm and guided him for the door, Archie
turned back

`When you can son, when you can'

More raised voices in the corridor and then the sound of striding footsteps
and the bang of a door. Forts stood up, muttering under his breath, he
headed for the door. Davy followed him

`Fort's, stop, take a deep breath'

He pulled his arm away from Davy

`Happy?, it doesn't look like I can get anything right does it'

Davy glanced round, he looked embarrassed

`Fort's that's not fair, of course I am not happy'

Dima had remained seated, he was watching, taking it all in, I reached over
and touched his arm, he looked at me.

`You have got to speak to him; what the fuck is wrong with him'

Dima, just nodded as Forts stormed out of the room.


**


Fort's takes up the story


I knew this was crazy; I was storming down the corridor having pushed Davy
away, as I got nearer to the staffroom, I could hear Dad and Archie's
raised voices, they were arguing too, I listened by the door; It was about
me. I knocked gently. Dad barked

`Come in!'

I opened the door and stepped into the room, you could cut the atmosphere
with a knife; Archie was standing with his back to us, staring out of the
window. Dad looked furious; he stabbed his finger in the air at me.

`You and me are going for a walk and talk. NOW!'

Dad stormed past me down the corridor, I looked at Archie

`Archie?

He didn't turn or speak, just gestured not now with his hand. I turned
after dad, finally catching him at the bottom of the stairs, he was still
striding out, I had to jog to keep up.

`Dad?

He held up his hand and barked at me again.

`Not now, not yet, I need to calm down a bit first'

We arrived at the Daphne memorial in silence; I sat next to dad, he put his
head in his hands.

`You made me fall out with the man I love; he thinks I am being too hard on
you. ... Am I?'

I moved a bit closer and leant against him, I didn't know what to say.

`Son, I know I am struggling with all this; I think you are too, but we
have to reach a compromise, or it is going to tear us apart'

I went to speak, dad turned to me, saying

`One minute, just let me finish. I know being a Russian Prince is far more
exciting than being a Scottish Laird; but there has to be a halfway house;
somewhere we can meet? I have already accepted that you won't inherit the
title and it will pass to Gary, but what else is it you want, Drageon? You
know this is tearing Davy apart too; one minute you a poor Orphan, then I
adopt you, then we find out you're a missing Prince; none of it matters to
Davy, he just loves you'

Dad turned to me

`Just you Fort's, we all do, not your titles, just you'

Dad stood up and walked to the statue, he raised his fingers to one of the
bronze doves and he gently let them trace its shape.

`Dad, there is something I have to tell you about my trip to London and
Theodora'

Dad raised his hand, he turned back to me.

`Forts stop, I know, Archie and me had worked that one out'

I felt a tear run down my cheek

`Does Davy know?

Dad joined me back on the stone bench as my pent-up anger overflowed

`It didn't mean anything to me dad, it just happened, I hate myself, I
don't want to lie to Davy, but I don't want to lose him either'

`Son, I think now is the time for a little white lie, I don't think Davy
knows, I think he possibly suspects, and if you carry on like this, he is
going to work it out...so...are you going to marry her?'

`God no, Theodora is going to be married to the Grand Duke who made it to
America'

Dad looked at me questioningly; the silence got to me.

`Dad, the Grand Duke is in his sixties'

`Ahh... so what about Davy?

`Davy means more to me than anything, I already told the Grand Duke
Truorwskoy, that I won't give him up and next time I visit Davy will be by
my side'

`So, Theodora?

`It just happened, Dima and Theodora have been lovers for years; it just
happened'

I felt dad's arm wrap round my shoulders.

`Well, your secret is safe with me, I suggest you don't tell Davy and make
sure Dima doesn't say anything either. Does Niki know?

I shook my head

`Good, I wouldn't want to have to send him away, I am fond of the little
fella, but discreet he isn't'

Dad gave a little chuckle

`So, my little boy is not a little boy anymore'

He rubbed my head and squeezed me close to him.

`SO, about these bloody army fatigues'

I held my hands up

`Dad, I surrender, I will put my kilt back on and make sure Dima wears one
too'

Dad nodded,

`Thank you, son'

He stood up and held out his hand for me.

`Come on, I had better get back and sort things out with Archie'

`Shall I speak to him'

`No, this mess was caused by me; I should have come here first, being here
always puts life back into perspective'

I touched the stone plinth as we left, I knew just what he meant.


**


Athol continues the story


Forts; my son, and I walked back arm in arm to the Castle.

`Dad, look, it looks like they started without us'

Over by the large Oak tree in the paddock was McPhee, Davy, Archie,
Dima. Niki and the three boys; they were all mounted up on the Shetland
ponies, they were weaving between a number of small flags that had been set
out in the paddock. We began walking over to them. There was a loud
whinny. Forts broke into a smile

`That's Pegasus dad'

The words had barely left Forts lips when a large black figure cleared the
paddock fence and came straight at us, sliding to a halt in a wave of
pebbles. Forts leapt forward

`Pegasus, Pegasus, hello boy, have you missed me too'

Forts clapped him on the neck, then grinned at me and with a leap was
astride him bareback.

`See you over there dad'

Pegasus's rear end dug in and he was off back across the courtyard, his
mane and tail flying; everyone scattered as Fort's cleared the fence into
the paddock. I called after him as I broke into a run.

`That's just showing off'

Archie, turned and smiled at me and walked to meet me; I just got the word

`Sorry'

Out of my mouth when he put his fingers to my mouth and shook his head,
then leant in and kissed me. He took my hand and we walked over to watch
the rest of the test. The three passed with flying colours, Niki was over
joyed, that was one of the reasons he hadn't been keen to go to London, he
wanted to stay and help the boys learn how to ride. Niki ran over to McPhee
and hugged him, his hand resting under McPhee's sporran, something that
didn't go unnoticed by Ron.

`So, boys, well done, now who is going to be going with you?

Niki obviously grabbed McPhee under the sporran, McPhee gasped.

`Err, Mr MacDonald, Can Niki come with us?'

Niki stood a big cheesy grin on his face. Athol turned to Archie.

`What do you think Archie?

Archie shook his head; Niki's chin fell. Archie began laughing

`I couldn't think of anyone better'

More big smiles from Niki as he launched himself in Archie's arms and gave
him a big kiss.

`Who else? Fort's you and Davy?

Davy nodded

`And Dima, Mr MacDonald he is going to be helping me learn Russian with
Forts'

I nodded

`What about Brookmeyer?, he was helping too'

Davy looked at Forts, Forts stepped forward

`We haven't seen him dad, but he is welcome if he wants to come'

I nodded; Archie stepped forward putting down Niki

`It might be just what he needs, he is pretty cut up about Maureen's baby'

I nodded

`Can you make sure you ask him Fort's?

`Yes Dad'

`Okay, right now you three are going to be shown how to put up your tents'

They let out a cheer and all jumped down from their mounts.

I looked at Drageon.

`Fort's can I have a quick word?

He nodded and joined me

`Son, I know it's not going to be easy having Brookmeyer along talking
about the baby all the time, but, I want you to look after him.

`Sure dad'

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