Family Tradition | By : medievalcutie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 2896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Rebecca walked back into the house carrying a few bags and followed by Ivy later that afternoon. They had parted ways with Jon and Spencer not too long after their run-in with the group of fangirls outside of the shoe store. Rebecca started towards the stairs to deposit their bags before finding out who was here.
Heading back downstairs, she laughed as the dogs greeted her anxiously. They had been barking since they had walked in, but it was only now that the dogs saw them. Rebecca leaned over and gave each of them a quick pat on the head before continuing on her search to see who all was here.
“Mom, Dad, Petey! Me and Ivy are back. Hello? Anyone at home?”
Rebecca was answered by the sound of her brother’s muffled voice coming from downstairs. She turned back to Ivy with a smile, playfully rolling her eyes.
“I guess it’s just us and Petey for now. And please, no making out and/or sex with my brother. Especially when I’m around.”
“Aww, Bec. You’re ruining all my fun ideas. Besides, you and Spencer were getting pretty close today. Shame he doesn’t live in the area, huh? But then again you always have Patrick staring after you. So let me have my entertainment with that sex god you have for a brother.”
Rebecca shuddered and stuck her tongue out disgustedly at Ivy’s comment. Walking over to the refrigerator, she pulled out a bottle of fruit juice and headed towards the basement stairs, playfully ignoring her friend and her suggestive comments.
“Becca, just in time. Want to join us for a movie downstairs? I ordered some pizza and it should be here soon enough. And before you say anything, I ordered a veggie one for you.”
Rebecca smiled at her brother. Sometimes he wasn’t half bad, like now. Although she was still curious about his reasoning on asking her to show Jon and Spencer around. Especially since Jon is a Chicago native as well. She playfully threw her arms around her brother and planted a huge sloppy kiss on his cheek before pulling back, smirking lightly.
“Who’s us, Peterpanda?”
“It’s just Patrick and me right now. Joe might drop by later, though. And what’s up with the ‘Peterpanda’ stuff, Becca? You only call me that on very select occasions. Mostly when you want something. So what are you trying to get at?”
Rebecca laughed at her brother’s suspicion and shrugged, tossing a bit of her hair over her shoulder. She loved her brother and loved him even more when she could so easily get a joke going with him.
“Don’t try that with me, Becca. I’m still older, bigger, and stronger than you. I’m going to ask you again. What are you up to?”
“I think I should be the one asking that question, don’t you? Asking me to show a Chicago native around. That’s a little silly, don’t you think? So what are you up to, Peterpanda?”
Rebecca playfully emphasized her nickname for her brother, raising an eyebrow suspiciously. She was then surprised when her brother pulled her off towards the living room.
“Listen Becca, I have my reasons, okay? Besides I’m getting a little tired of Patrick always watching you like a love-sick puppy but never doing anything about it. And Spencer was recently dumped by his girlfriend. So my logic is that if you go out and have a good time with Spencer, maybe Patrick will get up the nerve to do something. If not then maybe you’ll still end up having something nice with Spencer. You can’t just give up because of Aiden. I hate to bring it up, Becca, but you have to move on.”
Pete wrapped his arms around his sister and laid a light kiss on the top of her head. He felt a little guilty for having to bring up the past, but he was doing it for the best.
This small moment of tenderness was interrupted by the dogs beginning to bark and the sound of the doorbell seconds later. Pete broke the embrace and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
“That’s the pizza. Grab some drinks and come down with us. Ivy can come too.”
With that he turned and headed off to the door to collect the pizza. Rebecca laughed lightly to herself then headed back towards the kitchen, only to find Ivy leaning up against the wall outside the living room.
“You know, you are lucky to have a brother like Pete. He’s throwing talented, hot, famous guys at you, while mine tries to scare all guys away. And he’s right too. Just because a scumbag broke your heart doesn’t mean you should swear off guys completely. And Pete’s certainly giving you the nicest selection I’ve seen.”
“Oh, get off it! You are both too nosey for your own goods. Now are you going to help me get some drinks to carry downstairs or are you just going to stand there grinning like that stupid Cheshire cat?”
Ivy laughed and pushed herself off the wall and followed Rebecca back to the kitchen, laughing the entire time, eliciting several glares and muttered threats from Rebecca.
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