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Family Tradition	By : medievalcutie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 2896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Okay so by my count there's only two (possibly three) more chapters to this story. And hopefully I can write and post those tomorrow - especially since tomorrow marks the one year anniversary of the story on this site. (Crazy, I know.) But hopefully I'll be able to wrap it up soon enough. And this chapter like the last would have been finished and posted sooner, but I got distracted. (Again, don't laugh, Cat!) So here's the newest chapter. Enjoy!

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Becca sat in the middle of the living room, unable to keep from laughing at just the thought of having a lingerie party. That and the looks on the other people’s faces were amusing enough on their own. Cat looked as if she was going to burst out laughing hysterically at the slightest drop of a pin. Viviana was just smirking to herself, while April and Ivy seemed to have called a truce for the moment, as their tormenting seemed to be aimed at Becca now. Mama Wentz looked slightly out of place, but Becca couldn’t help laughing at the situation in general.

Cat giggled as Becca sat down before jumping up and grabbing a present and handed it to Becca with a mischievous smirk on her face. She sat down and eyed the package with a grin. “The boys’ present. Don’t ask me what it is, I don’t know. I only brought it. Brendon said something about it being annoying that they weren’t at least allowed to drop in, so they bought something regardless. Blame them, not me. Although of course, they’re having fun picking on Patrick, I’m sure. Ryan mentioned a few stops, including a rather interesting little strip bar.”

Becca blushed as Cat mentioned some of what the boys were doing to Patrick. Although from what she knew of lingerie parties, she had no doubts that she would be getting her fair share of tormenting before the night was over. Becca eyed the package before her suspiciously. Given that it was from Brendon and Spencer, there was really no telling what was in this seemingly innocuous box. And she wasn’t exactly sure if she wanted to know what they had gotten her, especially with her mom in the same room.

But regardless, Becca peeled off the wrapping paper and frowned seeing a plain box. That could mean even more trouble than she had previously thought. And given that it was from the boys – it likely was trouble. She opened the box, and her face blushed a deep red. She covered her mouth and was unable to keep from giggling. Yep, this was definitely Spencer and Brendon’s present.

“Well, what is it?!” Cat grinned as she told Becca to hold what was in the box up to show everyone else. Soon enough everyone else was joining in. So Becca blushed even brighter red as she held up the first thing in the box. Apparently the boys had thought it funny to get them several presents in one box. First out of the box was a set of his/her costumed thongs, looking like a tux and lacy dress.

Cat whistled playfully before shaking her head. “What else is in the box? It was too heavy for it to just be two little thongs. Believe me, I had to carry that and my present.” Becca frowned at Cat, knowing that she was doing the teasing, just because she was enjoying seeing Becca as flustered as she was.

Becca closed her eyes as she pulled out the next thing that she came to in the box. Trust Brendon and Spencer to buy these sorts of things. Becca held up a paddle by the handle before reaching back into the box and pulling out a tangle of what looked to be restraints. For a second, Becca panicked at the memories, but just shrugged it off. This was well meant fun. She would (at least somewhat) enjoy the party.

April burst out laughing at the sight of the restraints and paddle. She held onto her side, still giggling as she managed to calm down slightly. “Now that’s the kind of present I like to see at parties. You and Patrick are going to have fun with those. Just make sure that whoever’s in the cuffs is flexible. And just so you know – the cuffs probably shouldn’t be worn longer than an hour. After that long, they start to hurt. Just trust me on this.”

Becca’s jaw dropped at April’s comments. “April, I did not need to know that. Now I’m going to have nightmares about what exactly happened to make you pregnant.” Becca shuddered just at the thought of it.

“Sex.” April said simply with a grin, laughing at the expression of near horror on Becca’s face. She motioned to the other presents. “Well, open the others. I can’t wait to see your reaction at the other gifts. Sure that one was priceless, but I want to see what you have to say to your other presents.”

Becca raised an eyebrow at April, sure that she was meaning the gift from her. She didn’t dare look at her mother, for fear of what her expression might be. Although Becca glanced up to see Mama Wentz giggling to herself. This was a bit shocking and Becca almost didn’t want to see what her mother had bought for her. Although of course, the next present that was handed to her was from Ivy.

Becca unwrapped the box and frowned, recognizing the familiar pink striped box. That could only mean one thing. And sure enough, Becca pulled out a slinky dark red nightie. Becca turned to Ivy and raised an eyebrow. “Honestly, Ivy? You think I’m going to wear this slip of fabric? It’s barely big enough to cover me.”

Ivy laughed and shook her head with a teasing grin. “It’s not meant to cover you, silly. Besides, those things never last long on you. They just look sexy. And that will definitely look sexy. I’ve already seen that color on you, and it looked great. Besides, Stumpy won’t care what it covers. In fact, that’s probably the opposite reaction. So the less he has to remove, the better. I’m only thinking about making it easier for you both.”

Becca groaned at her friend’s teasing and her fake concerned attitude. She knew that Ivy was just trying to get a rise out of Becca. Instead she merely shook her head with a grin and went on to the next box. It was from Viv. She unwrapped it and pulled out a light blue nightgown that was knee length, smiling at Viv appreciatively.

“I decided to be more elegant and conservative for your sake. Besides, nobody said conservative couldn’t be sexy. That and I knew these loons would give you more than your fair share of skimpy lingerie. So I thought I would be the merciful one.” Viv grinned playfully at the others in the room.

A commotion from the front door caused them all to turn, to see Sophie rush in, a package under her arm, smoothing her hair down. “Sorry I’m late. Hope I didn’t miss too much. Just had to pop back over to the flat to pick up the present. Traffic was brutal.”

Becca raised her eyebrow, and Cat burst out laughing. “Don’t worry about it. I won’t hold it against you and Joe. Although I’m surprised he wasn’t off with the other boys laughing at the craziness that I’ve heard was planned for the night.”

Sophie grinned before shrugging and handing Becca the present and sitting down in one of the empty seats. “He was. But he was ... distracted for a bit. Go ahead and open your present.”

Becca raised an eyebrow at Sophie. She knew that if it came from Sophie, there was literally no telling what would be in the box. When she managed to get it unwrapped, Becca laughed at the silky pink undies set. Pink and silky was definitely from Sophie. “Thanks, Soph.”

Sophie grinned with a playful shrug. “You needed more pink. So I figured that I was going to be the only one who would actually buy pink for you. So you get pink.” Sophie laughed before motioning to the other already opened presents that were set along the table. “And from the looks of things, I’m not the skimpiest either. That’s surprising. But on with the party.”

Becca laughed as she was handed another box, this one from April. Becca frowned at the ribbon tying the tag onto the box. There was no seeming way to untie it. She glanced up and noticed the smirk on April’s face. “You tied it like this on purpose didn’t you?”

April feigned an innocent look. “Like what? Besides, I didn’t tie it. I had it gift-wrapped in store. I’m hopeless at wrapping.” April smirked mischievously. “Don’t break the ribbon, Becs.”

Becca frowned at April. Of course she would know the housewives’ tale of a broken ribbon on a bridal present representing a child that would be born to the couple. Not that she was against having children, she just wasn’t one to snub a tradition, especially involving her wedding.

After a few minutes of trying to figure out a way of untying the ribbon, Becca gave up after the ribbon broke on its own. April laughed in triumph as Becca frowned and playfully stuck her tongue out at her friend before opening the box. At the contents, Becca choked on the laughter bubbling out. She blushed a bright red and held up a skimpy black lace corset teddie.

“Well, that will match the boys’ present lovely.” Becca turned open-mouthed to stare at her mother at the comment. She couldn’t believe that her mother had just said such a thing. And from the sudden silence in the room aside from April’s continued giggles, it seemed that the others in the room were in a bit of shock as well.

Mama Wentz laughed at the stunned silence. “I’m shocked, Rebecca. How do you think your brothers and you were born? I might be your mother, but I’m not a prude. I can have fun too. Besides, it’s the truth – that does match the boys’ gift.”

Becca laughed and that seemed to dispel the sudden bout of awkwardness. The others in the room burst into fits of laughter as well that left April clutching her side tightly. “Okay, we need to stop unless we want two very premature babies on our hands. Although I have to admit, that was a good one.”

Cat giggled as she handed Becca one of the remaining boxes. It didn’t have a tag, and Becca raised an eyebrow to Cat. “Just open it.”

Becca unwrapped the small box and opened it, noticing a hand-written note in Cat’s script. She read the note and laughed. ‘This is for your rhyme. These were my grandmum’s and if you lose them, I’ll have to kill you. So please, don’t lose them. To an amazing friend, best of wishes. (And don’t forget to return the earrings.) Love always, Catrianna Ross (I’ll admit it, I just wanted to sign my name again.)’

Becca laughed and looked at the earrings that Cat had mentioned. They were gorgeous antique diamond earrings. She looked back up at Cat with a bright smile. “Something borrowed. ... Cat, they’re gorgeous. Thank you.”

Cat shrugged and laughed. “Of course they are, they’re ancient heirlooms. Just don’t lose them or forget to return them. Mum would have my head. Now, here’s the real present. The one you can keep. In fact, I don’t want it back. Believe me.” Cat grinned mischievously as she handed Becca another box.

Becca eyed Cat suspiciously as she opened the next box, pulling out a tiny slip of fabric. She held it up and covered her mouth giggling. “So Cat, where’s the rest of it?” She grinned as she asked the playful question, trying to figure out how exactly the slip of fabric was supposed to be a piece of clothing.

“That is it. Here, I’ll show you.” Cat hopped up and took the gift from Becca and straightened it out, laying it on top of the empty box lid. “Ta da. Your present. I don’t have to tell you to enjoy it. Because even if you don’t, I’m sure Trick will have fun with it.” Cat grinned as she sat back down, laughing at the look on Becca’s face.

Becca looked at the now semblance of a piece of clothing for a moment before turning back to Cat shaking her head laughing. “Only you, Cat. Only you.” Becca turned her attention to the last box, which was clearly from her mother. She gently unwrapped it before pulling out a short white nightie that looked to be see-through as well. She turned to look at her mother in a bit of shock.

“The white is for your wedding night. After that, have your pick of the others. Your honeymoon is for fun nights too. Just remember that you two will of course have to come back from your frivolous revelry eventually.” Mama Wentz grinned as she teased Becca. Of course it was all in good spirits, it was still amusing to see her reaction to the things that she said.

Becca shook her head as her mother teased her. She turned back to Cat who was grinning as if she had something else planned. Becca shook her head with a smile. “Cat, you can’t possibly have anything else crazy planned. ... Do you?” Becca gave Cat an incredulous stare.

Cat merely shrugged and walked off towards the kitchen whistling playfully. Becca turned to the others, her eyebrow raised. “Please tell me she’s not planning something horrible like a stripper or such. Because I don’t think I could handle some silly fake cop or fire fighter or whatever dancing around in front of me.”

Mama Wentz smiled lightly and walked over to Becca before hugging her with a small laugh. “Don’t worry. I haven’t heard anything of a stripper. And if Catrianna thinks she can bring a stripper into my house uninvited, she has another thing coming to her.” Becca smiled at her mother gratefully. Sometimes there was a reason that she was glad she had taken after her mother on the slightly more conservative aspects of life.

“Although I think you might have to worry about her trying to sneak one of the boys in to be your stripper. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind doing that. Especially given how huffy Brendon was about not being invited along. I swear, he’s more of a girl than I am sometimes.” Ivy laughed as she stood and headed towards the kitchen.

Cat came back around the corner, giggling to herself before collapsing on the couch beside Becca. “Becca, you’ll never guess what I just heard your brother did. The boys took Patrick to a strip bar. Well, you can guess how uncomfortable that was. Apparently Pete started joking around with the guys and was flirting with this woman. But then they find out. Get this. She’s not a woman! Pete was hitting on a guy. Although I think it was a girl and a guy. I don’t know. Ryan was laughing too hard for me to understand him over the music.”

Becca raised an eyebrow before bursting into a fit of laughter. Now that was funny. “Oh my. That’s going to be some good blackmail.” Becca grinned mischievously as she leaned over to whisper to Cat. “What else can we get on Petey?”

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A/N #2: Yeah, descriptions are hazy - that's what great fun imaginations are for. And yes, the ending is sorta shoddy. I'm tired and have tried several different endings, and I'm not completely happy with them. But oh well. I wanted to give you guys something to read to put a smile on your face. Enjoy!
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