Nov 23, 2016
About the Twins
I made this post so you can easily get to the About for both twins, especially when you’re mobile...
Vance
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About the Twins
I made this post so you can easily get to the About for both twins, especially when you’re mobile...
Vance
Alec
Vance had taken a vacation to go back to Boston. He sighed as he arrived at the airport. His Grandma would be surprised to see him on any other day, but today? Today was a special day. He trudged to a cab and told the driver his address before pulling out his dogtags. He got out of the cab and paid them. He walked up the stairs to get to his Grandmother's apartment. "Gamma?" "Vance? Is that you? Oh my stars!" The old lady came out. Vance and her embraced. "Do you wanna come see the grave wit' me, Gamma?" His relative shook her head. "I'm too old to walk there." Vance nodded. "That's fine. I'll be back in thirty minutes." Vance walked out of the apartment. He bought a bouquet of forget-me-nots before heading to the graveyard. He stopped in front of his mother's and father's graves. "Hey, Ma. Hey, Pa."
HC
Headcanon that Vance is a presh cinnamon roll that needs protection 24/7
Vance Headcanon: Post War
Vance would probably go back to the service. He would either die a hero or be sent back home with PTSD and/or another disability. If/When he goes back, he would get a house next to the cemetery where his ma and pa are and would visit them everyday. He will (eventually) find a girlfriend/boyfriend who loves everything about him and loves him with all of their heart. and he will return that love with twice the force. When they get married, it's mostly the surviving mercs and a few of his fiancées friends. They live a long and happy life, adopting/having a child.
Vance headcanon
He can't flirt his way out of a paper bag
Vance headcanon
He can't flirt his way out of a paper bag
"..." Vance stared at the grave in front of him. It read John Brooks. He had just flown out from New Mexico to Boston, in a suburban area. He stopped by a cemetery. He entered it, his rolling suitcase lagging behind him as he walked down the paved walkways. He held a bundle of roses, most of them red, white and pink. He sniffed and he wiped his eyes. "H-Hey Pa... Happy Father's Day..." He sat down in front of the gravestone. "... 'M sorry fer not takin' care o' Ma..." He whispered, tears coming down his cheeks. "... 'M sorry..." He sobbed. He gripped his dogtags with his hand, taking in shaky breaths and exhaling them sharply as he cried. He put the bouquet down in between the two tombstones.