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Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Mikey just cuddle in, Becca’s presence and care is comforting.

“I know he would…it’s more…I don’t want to step on the others toes.”

“You do realize that the man we’re talking about half raised me, then adopted Leo, who was at the time half dead, in the throes of a severe addiction, sixteen, and had hitchhiked several hundred miles with twins on the way? Who adopted his sister even though she was just as stubborn as you are about not getting in the way?” Becca squeezes him, the cool metal of her left arm brushing the back of his neck. “He doesn’t care. He loves being a dad”

“I’ll…I’ll talk to him…just not today.” He mumbles.

“Doesn’t have to be today. Today, just enjoy the party, and if you want to stay after and just… be, you’re welcome to”

“Thanks.” He smiles and wipes his eyes a little.

“Of course, darling. I’m always here”

Mikey nods and smiles.

There’s a cacophony of noise from outside, Lucie’s excited giggling squeal, shouts of encouragement from Charlie and indignant protesting from Wyatt.

“Uh oh.” He grins.

“There’s trouble,” Becca grins, scooping up the great-niece who comes racing in

“Hello princess.” Mikey coos, tickling Lucie.

“I feel like your Auntie Charlie has been causing chaos.”

“Lunita! Ah, all my favorite nieces and nephews,” Becca exclaims, moving through hugs and swinging Charlie around quickly

Wyatt wanders in, a moonboot now instead of crutches. His hair and tshirt are soaking wet.

“Charlie taught Luce how to use the water pistol.”

“Goodness, I hope you taught her properly?” Becca raises an eyebrow. “Good form, yes? And proper safety?”

“Naturally. If you’re going to chaos, do it properly.” Charlie grins, a glint in her eye.

“And you always treat a gun as if it is loaded, and keep them off of your mother’s carpets,” Becca adds proudly

“Yes! Remember that Luce!” Charlie grins

Becca laughs as the toddler gives a big thumbs up, accidentally adding another finger.

She moves through the family, making sure to greet everyone individually and ask about their lives

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Bucky grins proudly, from where he’s sitting with Luna and Olive.

His sister deserves this.

“Hey,” she smiles, leaving him for last as everyone mingles with the few other guests. She sits down, and watching as the two girls pick up a chess set and start getting ready. “What do you think?”

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“The place looks amazing, I’m so happy for you.” Bucky wraps an arm around her shoulders and pulls her into a side hug.

She smiles, hugging him back. “I’m so proud of it. I never even dreamed I’d get this and now… it’s all this and more and so full of family”

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Mikey just cuddle in, Becca’s presence and care is comforting.

“I know he would…it’s more…I don’t want to step on the others toes.”

“You do realize that the man we’re talking about half raised me, then adopted Leo, who was at the time half dead, in the throes of a severe addiction, sixteen, and had hitchhiked several hundred miles with twins on the way? Who adopted his sister even though she was just as stubborn as you are about not getting in the way?” Becca squeezes him, the cool metal of her left arm brushing the back of his neck. “He doesn’t care. He loves being a dad”

“I’ll…I’ll talk to him…just not today.” He mumbles.

“Doesn’t have to be today. Today, just enjoy the party, and if you want to stay after and just… be, you’re welcome to”

“Thanks.” He smiles and wipes his eyes a little.

“Of course, darling. I’m always here”

Mikey nods and smiles.

There’s a cacophony of noise from outside, Lucie’s excited giggling squeal, shouts of encouragement from Charlie and indignant protesting from Wyatt.

“Uh oh.” He grins.

“There’s trouble,” Becca grins, scooping up the great-niece who comes racing in

“Hello princess.” Mikey coos, tickling Lucie.

“I feel like your Auntie Charlie has been causing chaos.”

“Lunita! Ah, all my favorite nieces and nephews,” Becca exclaims, moving through hugs and swinging Charlie around quickly

Wyatt wanders in, a moonboot now instead of crutches. His hair and tshirt are soaking wet.

“Charlie taught Luce how to use the water pistol.”

“Goodness, I hope you taught her properly?” Becca raises an eyebrow. “Good form, yes? And proper safety?”

“Naturally. If you’re going to chaos, do it properly.” Charlie grins, a glint in her eye.

“And you always treat a gun as if it is loaded, and keep them off of your mother’s carpets,” Becca adds proudly

“Yes! Remember that Luce!” Charlie grins

Becca laughs as the toddler gives a big thumbs up, accidentally adding another finger.

She moves through the family, making sure to greet everyone individually and ask about their lives

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Bucky grins proudly, from where he’s sitting with Luna and Olive.

His sister deserves this.

“Hey,” she smiles, leaving him for last as everyone mingles with the few other guests. She sits down, and watching as the two girls pick up a chess set and start getting ready. “What do you think?”

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Mikey just cuddle in, Becca’s presence and care is comforting.

“I know he would…it’s more…I don’t want to step on the others toes.”

“You do realize that the man we’re talking about half raised me, then adopted Leo, who was at the time half dead, in the throes of a severe addiction, sixteen, and had hitchhiked several hundred miles with twins on the way? Who adopted his sister even though she was just as stubborn as you are about not getting in the way?” Becca squeezes him, the cool metal of her left arm brushing the back of his neck. “He doesn’t care. He loves being a dad”

“I’ll…I’ll talk to him…just not today.” He mumbles.

“Doesn’t have to be today. Today, just enjoy the party, and if you want to stay after and just… be, you’re welcome to”

“Thanks.” He smiles and wipes his eyes a little.

“Of course, darling. I’m always here”

Mikey nods and smiles.

There’s a cacophony of noise from outside, Lucie’s excited giggling squeal, shouts of encouragement from Charlie and indignant protesting from Wyatt.

“Uh oh.” He grins.

“There’s trouble,” Becca grins, scooping up the great-niece who comes racing in

“Hello princess.” Mikey coos, tickling Lucie.

“I feel like your Auntie Charlie has been causing chaos.”

“Lunita! Ah, all my favorite nieces and nephews,” Becca exclaims, moving through hugs and swinging Charlie around quickly

Wyatt wanders in, a moonboot now instead of crutches. His hair and tshirt are soaking wet.

“Charlie taught Luce how to use the water pistol.”

“Goodness, I hope you taught her properly?” Becca raises an eyebrow. “Good form, yes? And proper safety?”

“Naturally. If you’re going to chaos, do it properly.” Charlie grins, a glint in her eye.

“And you always treat a gun as if it is loaded, and keep them off of your mother’s carpets,” Becca adds proudly

“Yes! Remember that Luce!” Charlie grins

Becca laughs as the toddler gives a big thumbs up, accidentally adding another finger.

She moves through the family, making sure to greet everyone individually and ask about their lives

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Mikey just cuddle in, Becca’s presence and care is comforting.

“I know he would…it’s more…I don’t want to step on the others toes.”

“You do realize that the man we’re talking about half raised me, then adopted Leo, who was at the time half dead, in the throes of a severe addiction, sixteen, and had hitchhiked several hundred miles with twins on the way? Who adopted his sister even though she was just as stubborn as you are about not getting in the way?” Becca squeezes him, the cool metal of her left arm brushing the back of his neck. “He doesn’t care. He loves being a dad”

“I’ll…I’ll talk to him…just not today.” He mumbles.

“Doesn’t have to be today. Today, just enjoy the party, and if you want to stay after and just… be, you’re welcome to”

“Thanks.” He smiles and wipes his eyes a little.

“Of course, darling. I’m always here”

Mikey nods and smiles.

There’s a cacophony of noise from outside, Lucie’s excited giggling squeal, shouts of encouragement from Charlie and indignant protesting from Wyatt.

“Uh oh.” He grins.

“There’s trouble,” Becca grins, scooping up the great-niece who comes racing in

“Hello princess.” Mikey coos, tickling Lucie.

“I feel like your Auntie Charlie has been causing chaos.”

“Lunita! Ah, all my favorite nieces and nephews,” Becca exclaims, moving through hugs and swinging Charlie around quickly

Wyatt wanders in, a moonboot now instead of crutches. His hair and tshirt are soaking wet.

“Charlie taught Luce how to use the water pistol.”

“Goodness, I hope you taught her properly?” Becca raises an eyebrow. “Good form, yes? And proper safety?”

“Naturally. If you’re going to chaos, do it properly.” Charlie grins, a glint in her eye.

“And you always treat a gun as if it is loaded, and keep them off of your mother’s carpets,” Becca adds proudly

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Mikey just cuddle in, Becca’s presence and care is comforting.

“I know he would…it’s more…I don’t want to step on the others toes.”

“You do realize that the man we’re talking about half raised me, then adopted Leo, who was at the time half dead, in the throes of a severe addiction, sixteen, and had hitchhiked several hundred miles with twins on the way? Who adopted his sister even though she was just as stubborn as you are about not getting in the way?” Becca squeezes him, the cool metal of her left arm brushing the back of his neck. “He doesn’t care. He loves being a dad”

“I’ll…I’ll talk to him…just not today.” He mumbles.

“Doesn’t have to be today. Today, just enjoy the party, and if you want to stay after and just… be, you’re welcome to”

“Thanks.” He smiles and wipes his eyes a little.

“Of course, darling. I’m always here”

Mikey nods and smiles.

There’s a cacophony of noise from outside, Lucie’s excited giggling squeal, shouts of encouragement from Charlie and indignant protesting from Wyatt.

“Uh oh.” He grins.

“There’s trouble,” Becca grins, scooping up the great-niece who comes racing in

“Hello princess.” Mikey coos, tickling Lucie.

“I feel like your Auntie Charlie has been causing chaos.”

“Lunita! Ah, all my favorite nieces and nephews,” Becca exclaims, moving through hugs and swinging Charlie around quickly

Wyatt wanders in, a moonboot now instead of crutches. His hair and tshirt are soaking wet.

“Charlie taught Luce how to use the water pistol.”

“Goodness, I hope you taught her properly?” Becca raises an eyebrow. “Good form, yes? And proper safety?”

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Mikey just cuddle in, Becca’s presence and care is comforting.

“I know he would…it’s more…I don’t want to step on the others toes.”

“You do realize that the man we’re talking about half raised me, then adopted Leo, who was at the time half dead, in the throes of a severe addiction, sixteen, and had hitchhiked several hundred miles with twins on the way? Who adopted his sister even though she was just as stubborn as you are about not getting in the way?” Becca squeezes him, the cool metal of her left arm brushing the back of his neck. “He doesn’t care. He loves being a dad”

“I’ll…I’ll talk to him…just not today.” He mumbles.

“Doesn’t have to be today. Today, just enjoy the party, and if you want to stay after and just… be, you’re welcome to”

“Thanks.” He smiles and wipes his eyes a little.

“Of course, darling. I’m always here”

Mikey nods and smiles.

There’s a cacophony of noise from outside, Lucie’s excited giggling squeal, shouts of encouragement from Charlie and indignant protesting from Wyatt.

“Uh oh.” He grins.

“There’s trouble,” Becca grins, scooping up the great-niece who comes racing in

“Hello princess.” Mikey coos, tickling Lucie.

“I feel like your Auntie Charlie has been causing chaos.”

“Lunita! Ah, all my favorite nieces and nephews,” Becca exclaims, moving through hugs and swinging Charlie around quickly

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Mikey just cuddle in, Becca’s presence and care is comforting.

“I know he would…it’s more…I don’t want to step on the others toes.”

“You do realize that the man we’re talking about half raised me, then adopted Leo, who was at the time half dead, in the throes of a severe addiction, sixteen, and had hitchhiked several hundred miles with twins on the way? Who adopted his sister even though she was just as stubborn as you are about not getting in the way?” Becca squeezes him, the cool metal of her left arm brushing the back of his neck. “He doesn’t care. He loves being a dad”

“I’ll…I’ll talk to him…just not today.” He mumbles.

“Doesn’t have to be today. Today, just enjoy the party, and if you want to stay after and just… be, you’re welcome to”

“Thanks.” He smiles and wipes his eyes a little.

“Of course, darling. I’m always here”

Mikey nods and smiles.

There’s a cacophony of noise from outside, Lucie’s excited giggling squeal, shouts of encouragement from Charlie and indignant protesting from Wyatt.

“Uh oh.” He grins.

“There’s trouble,” Becca grins, scooping up the great-niece who comes racing in

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Mikey just cuddle in, Becca’s presence and care is comforting.

“I know he would…it’s more…I don’t want to step on the others toes.”

“You do realize that the man we’re talking about half raised me, then adopted Leo, who was at the time half dead, in the throes of a severe addiction, sixteen, and had hitchhiked several hundred miles with twins on the way? Who adopted his sister even though she was just as stubborn as you are about not getting in the way?” Becca squeezes him, the cool metal of her left arm brushing the back of his neck. “He doesn’t care. He loves being a dad”

“I’ll…I’ll talk to him…just not today.” He mumbles.

“Doesn’t have to be today. Today, just enjoy the party, and if you want to stay after and just… be, you’re welcome to”

“Thanks.” He smiles and wipes his eyes a little.

“Of course, darling. I’m always here”

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Mikey just cuddle in, Becca’s presence and care is comforting.

“I know he would…it’s more…I don’t want to step on the others toes.”

“You do realize that the man we’re talking about half raised me, then adopted Leo, who was at the time half dead, in the throes of a severe addiction, sixteen, and had hitchhiked several hundred miles with twins on the way? Who adopted his sister even though she was just as stubborn as you are about not getting in the way?” Becca squeezes him, the cool metal of her left arm brushing the back of his neck. “He doesn’t care. He loves being a dad”

“I’ll…I’ll talk to him…just not today.” He mumbles.

“Doesn’t have to be today. Today, just enjoy the party, and if you want to stay after and just… be, you’re welcome to”

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Mikey just cuddle in, Becca’s presence and care is comforting.

“I know he would…it’s more…I don’t want to step on the others toes.”

“You do realize that the man we’re talking about half raised me, then adopted Leo, who was at the time half dead, in the throes of a severe addiction, sixteen, and had hitchhiked several hundred miles with twins on the way? Who adopted his sister even though she was just as stubborn as you are about not getting in the way?” Becca squeezes him, the cool metal of her left arm brushing the back of his neck. “He doesn’t care. He loves being a dad”

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Mikey nods, letting Becca wrap him up in a hug.

“He’s been a better dad than my…dna donor.” He says quietly.

“I’m glad he is, then. You know he would accept you, okay? You don’t have to say a word, doll, but he’ll still care like you’re his own.” She strokes his hair quietly

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

“Yeah, I imagine living through it would’ve been scary. I don’t blame you, but Em’s clever, one of the most clever people I know.” He smiles softly.

“It was the best, finding Momma and Da- um, Bucky, and the siblings. I have a grown up niece, it’s terrifying and amazing.”

“Agreed. And besides, banks are insured, so that’s very good.”

Becca smiles slowly, then touches his hand. “May I hug you? Trust me, he wouldn’t mind you saying that at all if it’s what you want.” She squeezes him gently. “Trust me, I get it. I went into the ice barely twenty six, and when I came back in the wrong universe I have what, six great nieces and nephews? And two great-great granddaughters? Your oldest sister is my age, biologically. It’s okay to be scared, it’s natural my dear”

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

“Sounds like Leo. Maybe give the money to Em, she’d either convince him to take it or keep it safe for him.”

He pauses for a moment.

“I like having siblings.”

“That’s smart. Maybe she can invest it or something, I know she learned some about that. Though I don’t trust stocks, and barely banks. Great Depression and all. Wall Street crashing wasn’t fun to watch.”

Becca softens, smiling. “Yeah? I do, too. I mean, my brother is still vaguely annoying at times, but he’s always been my best friend. Steve was his, he was mine, I always loved him so much. And Steve was great too.” She glances over. “It’s nice having people to share life with, eh?”

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”

“So, how’s the move going?”

“Good. Finally got everything from California, just sorting what needs to go into storage. Hopefully taking Leo for some decor and art shopping soon.” Mikey smiles, taking a sip of lemonade.

“I think he’d enjoy that, from what I’ve seen,” Becca smiles. “You should see some of what he’s gotten into. I asked him if he took commissions — I wanted a mantelpiece with some custom carving — and he went and re-did the banisters for free. I still haven’t convinced him to let me pay him so I’m just starting to hand him bits here and there”

Can I come visit you?

@emiliakane

Of course, doll

emiliakanebarnes

A few hours later, Emilia knocks on Becca’s door with a soft smile on her face

Becca grins. She’s sent the adress of her new home, a lake house near her brother’s with a light, cozy space, freshly life washed walls. The whole space is still being done, decorated to feel more forties, with cheerful music playing.

“Emilia!”

Open RP: Housewarming

Becca has spent the past few months renovating and customizing the beautiful little house she’s bought, on the same lake her brother lives on. It’s clean, army-neat and bright, built to feel familiar to someone from the 40s, down to the appliances

She hosts a small housewarming to celebrate, the music playing and the voices making her smile. People have brought friends and significant others, and she’s happily chatting and sharing her home, the first one thats all hers. All the way from the tenements of New York to a modest but lovely home just a few minutes from family

When you arrive, she’s pouring a glass of lemonade in the kitchen, breaking into a grin

Mikey nervously stops and chews his lip.

“Oh, umm, hi Ms Barnes. My momma said you wouldn’t mind me coming and I wanted to help out with Wyatt and Em’s girls….it’s a lovely home.”

Becca smiles warmly at the sight. “No need for the title, Mikey. And I don’t mind at all, I’m always glad to have people.” She opens the door wide for him. “You don’t have to call me aunt or anything, but just Becca is perfectly fine. I’m physically not that much older than you, either”

“Okay, Becca. Thank you.” Mikey nods.

He seems to relax a little.

“Of course,” she smiles. “Feel free to come in, we’ve got loads of food in the dining room”

“Thanks. Um, Beau had to work but he sent Bredele?” He holds out the container.

“Who’s Beau- the fiancé I heard about?” Becca accepts it with a grin. “I like this guy already, this looks amazing”

“That’s him. He loves cooking.”

“Cooking is always a very good use of time,” she winks, slipping the box into a cupboard so he doesn’t have to share it. “You’ve seen nothing”

Mikey suppresses a laugh.

“Absolutely. Especially if you like French food.”

“The worst part of the war wasn’t the battles, it was that when I went to France the restaurants were struggling with rationing,” Becca chuckles. “Someday I’ll be back and doing things properly. With all of the amazing food”

“In the meantime, you could always come for a meal with us.”

“I’d love to,” she smiles. “I’ll have to host you as well”

“That would be nice.”