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[MM4F] Something About Your Mom Pt. 6 [Silver Fox Mobster Speaker][Son Speaker][Mother Listener][Comfort][Reverse Comfort][Dating?][Family Drama][Older Couple][Confession][Hard Angst][Trauma][Wholesome-ish][CW: Kidnapping/Custody Drama][TW: Implied Abuse]
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ItsEsmeJones is a male/male couple, or multiple men looking for a female in Trauma
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Context: You were just trying to get in touch with your son, who's been missing for weeks now when you were taken from your home by an unknown assailant. Seems your son might be in with a bad crowd... one of whom appears to be quite the silver fox. You spoke with Aldo Mitzrati, who was rather surprised to find out who you were. There was chemistry you weren't expecting, and you agreed to a date to see if your son might get the hint that he needs to come home. Apparently, he did... at the worst possible time.

Setting: Aldo’s home/????

Tags:[MM4F][Silver Fox Mobster Speaker][Son Speaker][Mother Listener][Comfort][Dating?][Family Drama][Older Couple][Confession][Hard Angst][Trauma][Wholesome-ish][CW: Kidnapping/Custody Drama][TW: Implied Grooming/Abuse]

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[A] = Aldo Mitzrati, grade A boyfriend material

[D] = Danny, your son. Has questions


[Scene opens in Aldo’s home]

[SFX: A crackling fire/food being served]

[You sit at the kitchen table of Aldo’s home, feeling a bit out of place. Danny is, per usual, happy to talk your ear off while you try and figure out why Aldo himself looks so cold]

[D] “-I didn’t even know you could do that with brisket! Anyway, the chef is like, ‘What do you think?’ and I’m like, ‘Brother, you need you a little paprika’!.”

[Pause…]

[D] “Mr. Mitzrati looks mad…? Hey, don’t worry… He’s probably pissed at me, still, you know? He freaking loves you like a chocolate addict loves Easter.”

[A] “He also has reasonably good hearing.”

[Pause!]

[D] “Woop, sorry… Fine then. If you’re mad at me, I get it. You brought us here to talk shop, right?”

[SFX: Clinking of silverware]

[A] “I did… Here.”

[SFX: A folder being tossed upon a table]

[Aldo tosses down a pretty thick folder. The sight of your ex’s name makes your insides run cold]

[A] “Lorenzo O’ Brian, hm?”

[D] “Yeah, I got a bit of Irish in me, I guess… That is a lot of papers in that folder.”

[...]

[A] “It would be… Lots of hospital reports, police reports, bribes… Here, how’s about you take a look at some of the x-rays.”

[...]

[Danny carefully looks through the folder. You see him grow paler… and paler… until he looks at you in quiet horror]

[Pause - VA’s discretion/filled by SFX: papers shuffling]

[D] “...Ma, this is from when you said you had to go get a root canal seven years ago… B-But this says they had to fix your teeth because they had been broken…”

[...]

[Aldo offers his hand and you quickly take it]

[A] “It’s OK. sweetheart, you take my hand… You’re not in trouble. At least, I hope to God you aren’t…”

[Pause?]

[Your son looks at you and you can barely stand to look at him]

[D] “...why didn’t you tell me it was…this bad?”

[...]

[D] “I would have believed you! I…”

[He appears to have an epiphany then and, this time, he can’t look at you]

[D] “...it was happening right damned in front of me and I didn’t believe it… You said you tripped and fell down those stairs outside of our apartment, remember? But I saw Dad shove you, I saw you grab for him to steady… And I still didn’t…”

[Pause…]

[Your son lets out a pained whimper and collapses in your arms, sobbing quietly, begging for forgiveness. Aldo, meanwhile, remains somewhat icy]

[D] “I-I’m so sorry-!”

[Pause!]

[A] “Mhm… So… When were either of you going to tell me the old man is also mafia?”

[Pause???]

[D] “Huh??? Dad ain’t mafia. He’s a piece of shit, but he ain’t mafia…”

[Aldo stares the two of you down before he lets out a deep sigh]

[A] “...I believe you. Well, I believe you, Miss. Danny… Not quite yet.”

[D] “...fair… So, Dad’s really mafia? Like… part of your family…?”

[Aldo lets out a scoff]

[D] “Pshh, no. If the bastard was part of my family, I’d have had him taken out a long time ago… I tolerate a lot, but not this and, for the record, if I found out all of this was some convoluted scheme to try and take me out…”

[Pause!]

[Aldo raises his hands for peace]

[A] “I DON’T believe it, Miss. I promise… Please, forgive an old dog for being a little paranoid. You don’t live this long in my business without taking some precaution.”

[...]

[D] “...What do we do…?”

[You hold your son as he grieves and watch Aldo carefully as he paces]

[A] “Once Loretta was done with that dossier on your old man, she came up with some recommendations for dealing with your situation, Danny. First and foremost, she advised having the girl send over a DNA test…”

[...]

[A, sympathetic] “I don’t feel great about it either, Miss… But the fact remains that faking pregnancies or trying to settle another man with the bill are tactics that exist. Danny, you’re going to have to be the bad guy to a certain extent, here, and it’s going to suck. No sugar-coating it. But, if it is your baby… If this baby is real, then you’ll have to sign away your parental rights if you don’t want to be paying child support. That means you stay out of the kid’s life, though.”

[...Pause]

[Danny nods silently, tears spilling down his cheeks]

[A] “...You nodded so I’m going to assume you understand…”

[He sighs again and runs a hand through his hair]

[A] “...Listen… I thought about this, over and over, really trying to figure out how much of this is me trying to step in like some big, dumb savior, and how much of this is me protecting people I legitimately care about… Danny, you disrespected me with what you did.”

[Pause-!]

[A] “Ah, Miss… He’s not going to get hurt, he just needs to take some damned accountability.”

[D] “...I’ll try and pay you back… I don’t even care anymore…”

[Pause…]

[D, irate] “Ma, what good even am I?! I sided with all the wrong people, I made your life a living Hell, and now…! Now, I…”

[Pause!]

[D] “...I know you love me.”

[Pause?]

[D] “Yeah… We’ve survived worse…”

[Pause!]

[D] “Yeah…”

[Pause!!]

[D, getting pumped up] “Yeah!! YEAH! We’re gonna be alright! We’re gonna work on being better, together, and if I see that no-good, knuckle-dragging SCUM-!”

[Pause…]

[D] “Right, sorry, too much murderous rage…”

[Danny sighs]

[D] “...What do you want me to do to make things right, Mr. Mitzrati?”

[Aldo studies him for a moment, eyes stern but not unkind]

[...]

[A] “...You’re fired.”

[Pause???]

[D] “What?!”

[Aldo holds up a hand and Danny quiets]

[A] “I cannot have this conflict of interest, Danny. And, I’m sorry, but I think you’re better off in a role where you can’t get yourself in this much trouble. No more working for me… but I would like to make you an offer in return.”

[D, bitter] “What, you get to date my Mom and I fuck off?”

[A, stern] “No. I am willing to pay your way through culinary school, however. Also, sorry kid, but I’m not going anywhere so long as Sugar Mama here is willing to have me. It’s… been a long time since I’ve been this happy and content. Anyone else in this scenario would have not had my trust earlier, and things would have gone South in a heartbeat.”

[Pause…]

[D, amazed] “Wh…? Why? That’s… so much money!”

[A] “Yeah, well, it’s not doing anyone a lot of good gathering dust, is it? Plus it’ll save me from having to hear you gush with the chefs again, hm?”

[Your son blushes and grumbles. You, on the other hand, smile]

[Pause <3]

[Aldo finally smiles in return]

[A] “Aww, Miss, don’t tear up… I’m just a man doing what he thinks is right for his family. A family. A-Ahem.”

[Pause <3]

[He accepts your hug, laughing happily under his breath while Danny sits in disbelief]

[D] “...Yeah, well… You’re still not my Dad.”

[He says it in an almost teasing manner. Almost]

[A, teasing] “And you’re not my kid. We all have problems, hm?”

[Danny laughs. It’s a wonderful sound]

[D] “Enhh, fuck off… You treat Ma well… I guess I can’t ask for much more, can I? But-”.

[A] “You also have to go to therapy, Danny.”

[D] “What?!”

[Pause…]

[Danny eases, still a bit puffed up]

[D] “...You wanna go, Ma?”

[Pause <3]

[D] “...Fine. Owe you that much, I guess…”

[A] “Look at that… We all sat down together and resolved our issues like adults over a nice meal, which, by the way Danny… Good job.”

[Again, your son turns crimson]

[D] “W-Whatever, I just suggested some seasonings…”

[A] “And they worked. Good job.”

[D] “...thanks… I guess…”

[You hide a giggle of your own as your boys are cute grumps together]

[Pause?]

[A] “You know what, some champagne sounds lovely, Miss. Would you mind grabbing it from the front?”

[Pause!]

[SFX: The Listener walking on nice wooden floors into the kitchen and fishing around for the right bottle]

[You listen to them laugh and rib each other only feet away as you carefully look through the bottles]

[Pause]

[D, faintly] “Oh, oho, you want to get out the dance mats, old man? Cause I will ruin you!”

[A, faintly and laughing] “You’re really going to make me embarrass you in front of your Mama? Alright!”

[SFX: A bottle shattering]

[D] “What the Hell??”

[A] “Miss? Miss!”

[SFX: Their hurried footsteps approaching]

[The boys hurry into the room. The bottle of champagne bubbles sadly from the floor]

[D] “The bottle… Ma?? Ma!!”

[A] “Miss??”

[D] “H-Hey… Hey, there’s blood on the ground…”

[A] “...Fuck. Danny, grab the nearest car and bring it around. NOW.”

[D, distressed but moving] “What’s happening?!”

[A] “Someone’s taken your mother. And that person had better hope they do no meet me, because, hoho, someone is going to die tonight if they hurt her… Now, get the car. We’re no doubt racing against the clock!”

[D] “Yessir!”

[SFX: The two of them hurrying off]

[They continue to call for you, not knowing that you’re already being packed away elsewhere. Your head throbs from the blow, and you realize you’re in the trunk of a nice car just before it:]

[SFX: A car truck slamming shut/the car peeling away]

[To be continued]

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