“Hey man, is it our fault that there is a whole Shondaverse out there with at least two shows literally spinning off from the OG Grey’s? I think not. We should just be counting our lucky stars that when we head to work we don’t have to deal with any ghosts of exes past, floods, blackouts, some intern trying to steal our man when you’re not looking. Plus, if any of us go into cardiac arrest, there’s a solid chance either my or Helen can perform the surgery-,” he paused, letting out a laugh with his hands held up in mock surrender- “Alright, alright. Just Helen.”
Lucius gave Bob a nudge as he mocked what now did literally sound like a mid-life crisis fashion choice. Yeesh. “You’re laughing now but I’m gonna tell the whole family that’s exactly what you want for Christmas this year, right down to the feathered hat.” Aw man, Vi was really having to navigate a lot in this world. Lucius had thought her getting through high school had been enough of a trip. “They were all way better off when they were, what, this tall-,” he gestured just off the floor- “If you don’t count them trying to stick everything in their mouth. Nose. Ears… Man, I take it take it back. We should text her right now and ask who she’d call for a bailout. Ten dollars it’s Cool Uncle Lucius.”
“Yes. Because you two and all you other Shonda obsessed people keep giving her shows views and in turn that gets them renewed, and new ones picked up. I don’t want to think about having a drama filled workplace like that” Bob hated his job enough, he didn’t need ex’s added into the mix. He already fought with Mother Nature on a daily basis thanks to insurance claims from people. “Hey, I said that she probably could perform surgery, not that she should “ he laughed “She is very much not a licenced professional so don’t go giving her any ideas. The doctors at the hospital already have to deal with my three kids when they get hurt, let’s not add Helen into the mix.”
Bob let out another wave of laughter, shaking his head and giving his bud a playful shove, “You dare, and I’m going to get Helen to arrange a lunch with you and Edna that Helen and I will conveniently forget about” Stuck with Edna’s ramblings may drive Lucius mad. RIP to his friends sanity. “They might have been better off, but Helen and I were run off our feet. Being outnumbered by three tiny terrors was no joke. Then it was the fascination to see if they could fit Lego in their ears or peas up their nose” he laughed. Bob joked, but he wouldn’t change the memories of his kids growing up at all. “It’s obviously going to be Cool Uncle Lulu. She’s not going to call her Uncool Dad. I used to be cool, and then she got older, now she thinks I’m like a dimwitted racoon or something”
