Cajun Christmas

[Cactus Gauge]

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After the last Turmoil of the year, Cactus Gauge decided to get away from the hustle and bustle of NY and go back home for Christmas. Arriving in New Orleans and renting a car, Cactus left for the Camp own by his uncle Tee. Greeted by family and friends on the bayou a Cajun Christmas was well underway. Aunt Bazil was cooking the holiday feast like a machine on autopilot, Uncle Onufre was passed out on the rocking chair and the grandkids were surrounded around Uncle Tee as he prepared to read 'Cajun Christmas'.

 

 

It was good to be home. After the festivities had died down, kids were in bed, Uncle Tee and Cactus made their way to the porch for a nightcap drink and catch-up conversation.

 

Tee: Meh, tis good to have you home Cacti. This been too long.

 

Cactus: The show never stops Unc. The show never stops.

 

Tee: You kno what dont's stop. Your Aunt Bazil's bowels. Dis Christmas dinner will run right chew her. Meh. Tis not going to be nice for me.

 

Cactus and Uncle Tee have a good laugh as they sip their beverages.

 

Tee: Nothin like a good drank at the end of the night.

 

Cactus: Just the end of the night?

 

Tee: Cacti, when we drink we drink to get drunk. When we get drunk we go to sleep. When we go to sleep we dont's sin. When we dont's sin, we go to heaven. Dontcha want to go to heaven wit me Cacti?

 

Tee: Sure you do. So drink up and let's go to heaven.

 

Cactus: You're too much Unc. It's why I love you.

 

The two sit in conversation silence for a moment. The sound of crickets and frogs on the bayou fills the cool crisp air as the full moon shone brightly on the water.

 

Tee: So what dee plan for dee new year?

 

Cactus: That's a good question Unc. I am not sure honestly. There are a lot of changes coming. I have a lot to figure out.

 

Tee: Hum. Why.

 

Cactus: Well, because Unc. Just a lot of new things and lots of new changes.

 

Tee: Meh, you nots listening to me. I didn't ask you a question. I gave you a statement. Why.

 

Cactus: What? Bourbon is kicking in early.

 

Tee: Listen young grasshoppa. I'll learn you something.

 

Tee: Your why. You need to know your why. Why do you do what you do. You figure dat out and dey rest is easy mac and cheesy.

 

Cactus: My why huh?

 

Tee: Meh. Trust me. Uncle Tee would never lead you ashtray.

 

Cactus: You mean astray.

 

Tee: Dat's whut I said.

 

Tee: Oh, dat reminds me. I gots you a present.

 

Cactus: What's that?

 

Tee: Remember Roux?

 

Cactus: Your pet goat? Ha. Sure I do.

 

Tee: Meh, she had some little goats. So guess who got one to take home?

 

Cactus: A goat? What am I going to do with a goat?

 

Tee: Why.

 

Cactus laughs: Merry Christmas Unc.

 

Tee: Merry Christmas Cacti.

 

Scene fades as the two rock in their chairs, sipping on their beverages of choices.