So I got this Idea about Lance’s family. well, mainly his mom and dad. and I was thinking. (now just to make sure everyone knows this is just a headcanon.)
you know how everytime someone writing about his family they always make his mom Cuban. well looking at this picture everyone is pretty fair skinned. and what if his Dad was the Cuban one, and I know what you're going to say.
“Blue-L, how would his father be Cuban with the last name McClain?”
Let me tell you how! I don’t know how it is in other counties but I know you in America the woman doesn’t have to change her name. The man can if he wishes, or neither.
So I have this cute thought that Lance’s Dad saw this beautiful Scottish woman and puts his flirt on.
Dad: Hola lovely lady. You must be an angel from heaven. that this unworthy soul just happens to stumble upon. Tell me do you come here often.
Mom: wow sir, when you try you just pull out all the stops don’t ya? but yes (lowers hand to her chest to reveal a name tag.) I do come here often. I work here.
Dad: Oh wonderful, would you like to go eat sometime? (puts on a wide grin and winks.)
Mom sighs but tries her best to also hide a smile: In your dreams Lover Boy. (Then walks away to help another person at the diner. )
Like I just see him being so much worse than Lance with the bad Love quotes, but also still the same as he still respects her. If she ever told him straight up no he would have stopped. But she never seemed really bothers by his antics.
Dad walks into the diner in the early morning for about the fifth time that week.: Buenos Dias, sun Goddess! how is my favorite Waitress?
Mom walks up to him with a smile on her face and shaking her head. She delicately pulls out her notepad: Can you not just enter a place without making a scene? (She was already starting to write down his order already knowing it by heart since it had been the fourth week of him coming almost every day.) And do you even work? you're here almost every morning and never seem to leave?
Dad grins blindly: Ah so you worrying about my well being! (Places hand over his heart and dramatically falls back. then sits up leaning on the table.) and to answer your question. yes, I do. I’m a farm hand up the road. I mostly work the later shift. But we can talk about that later. Now Hermosa would you like to go to dinner with me?
Mom looks over with a second then takes a deeps breath. “Yes,(she then gets in his face pointing a finger where it almost touches his nose.) but on the only condition that it is just friends. nothing more. I have no intention on getting tied down to someone.
Dad just smiles even brighter: Of course wouldn’t have it any other way.
So they go out as friends for like few weeks maybe a month or two. in that time his Dad while still flirting and being charming. has noticed she is very outgoing and they start to have small competitions. like who can run the fastest? who can swim the longest? who can drink the most shots ( bet you can guess who won that... not him) who says good morning first (though that's mostly just his own mind competition and he beats himself for losing all the time) and so on and so on. After a long while, he finally decides he going to ask her out.
Dad sitting in the park with her while having lunch: You know blossom we have been friends for a long while, and you um know how I feel about you. But I would Love to know will you go out with me? (he did his best to put on his most charming grin but ended up looking shy and nervous. )
Mom looking way too smug smirks at him.: Yes but only if when we marry you take on my name.
Dad: That's easy of course if that's all it will take.
mom Looking dumbfounded smiled with a shrug: Great so we are now together.
After about three years of dating, they get married. She never thought about what she told him before they dated and at the altar filled with people.
Paster: and I know pronounce you Mister and Misses ( starts to say long Cuban name)
Dad: Wait wait wait! you have it all wrong. Its Misses and Mister McClain.
Everyone looks at him in shock
Mom: Really?
Dad: I did make a promise Goddess.
Paster looks around confused for a moment then corrects it. they kiss, and the rest is history.
Well, I hoped you liked it. it was a lot of fun and a lot longer than I thought.
