They Didn't Expect This

"Hah! Take a look at this!" Charles stepped outside onto the porch. Fern was enjoying the lake view from his perch atop a rocking chair.

"What is it?" Fred asked, lazy but curious all the same.

"They thought they could host a month long celebration of writing without me." Charles meandered over to the porch railing and leaned against it. "Thankfully, I've got friends," he said mischievously. "My friends and I, I think it's time we..." There was a pause while he pulled out his glasses. "... penciled in a good time."

Fern's curiosity evaporated. He unfolded his newspaper. "Have fun."