Possesion is 9/10ths of . . . Something
Title: Possession is 9/10ths of . . . Something
Author: nancygrew
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Characters belong to ATWT
Notes: Takes place June 2022. Originally written for the Fun Fic Fridays on LURE_ATWT.
Summary: Grandma Lily babysits the girls
When Reid arrived home from work, he was greeted by the sight of his mother-in-law looking decidedly less . . . patrician than she normally did. Her hair was teased and Aqua-Netted into a hairdo that could have been featured in a Far Side comic. Her garish ruby-colored satin blouse was tight enough, and low-cut enough, to really showcase her extraordinary mammary gifts.
“How are you doin’, dollface?” asked a grinning Lily.
Reid looked around for the hidden camera. While his back was turned towards her, Lily took the opportunity to squeeze a couple of handfuls of prime neurosurgeon tuchas. Reid yelped and jumped away hurriedly.
Luke entered the room. As he was carrying his briefcase, it was obvious that he, too, had just arrived home. Luke saw his mother and froze.
“Aw, look at how gorgeous you look, Luciano,” exclaimed Lily. She strode up to Luke and smooshed his cheeks with her hands. She gave him a loud, smacking kiss on the mouth. “You just get more handsome all the time.”
Luke opened and closed his mouth. Apparently, he was just as much lost for words as Reid was.
“Look at the time!” said Lily. “I really gotta skedaddle. The girls were absolutely angels today.” She kissed Luke again. And then to Reid’s horror, she kissed him goodbye. There may have been a little tongue.
Lily left while humming a jaunty tune.
“What the Hell is going on with your mom?” asked Reid. “Do you think she was drinking while babysitting?”
An ashen Luke sat heavily on the couch. Reid stopped being freaked out by Lily and started being freaked out by Luke. He sat down beside Luke and put his arm around him.
Luke took a deep breath. “When my Aunt Rose died, Mom kind of . . . “
Luke trailed off and just shrugged his shoulders.
“She went nutzoid and started acting like your Aunt Rose,” continued Reid. He was well-versed in the craziness of Luke’s family history.
“Snyders are old-fashioned,” lectured Luke. “When we go off-the-rails, we refer to each other as ‘troubled’ not nutzoid.”
“What-the-freak-ever,” said Reid. “So, has anyone mentioned this new situation to you or are we the first ones to be gifted with your mother’s current craziness?”
“Nobody’s mentioned anything to me about this,” sighed Luke. “I should probably get the family together to do the intervention thing.”
“Can’t we just let Other Grandbaby Hughes handle this?” huffed Reid.
Reid and Luke’s four-year-old twin daughters entered the room. Emmie and Mattie resembled mini-Mae Wests. There was smeared lipstick, false eyelashes, feather boas.
“Holy crap!” exclaimed Reid. He was not pleased to see his future neurosurgeon daughters dressed up like burlesque stars.
“Hey, sweeties. Did you have fun hanging out with Grandma Lily and playing dress-up today?’ asked a wide-eyed Luke.
The girls nodded vigorously and then joyfully threw themselves into the laps of their fathers.
“Grandma Lily taught us how to play poker!” exclaimed Mattie.
“If you don’t have money, you can bet clothes,” chirped Emmie.
Luke winced. Reid flapped his hands, which made the girls giggle.
“I’ll call the family after we put the girls to bed,” Luke assured Reid.
“Did Grandma Lily act funny today?” Reid asked the girls. “Funnier than normal. Did she display behaviors that could be described as hallucinatory?”
Mattie and Emmie looked at one another. Emmie hurriedly shoved her thumb in her mouth.
Mattie sighed. “She said it was a secret and we aren’t supposed to tell anyone.”
“What’s a secret, sweetie?” asked Luke.
“Aunt Rose is using Grandma Lily’s body for a couple of days because she’s missed everyone and wanted to visit,” said Mattie.
“Oh, is that all,” said Reid drily. “I was expecting it to be something weird.”
“Why don’t you fix supper for the girls and I’ll go visit Mom and Adam,” suggested Luke.
“I think that since I’m the one who can run various scans on Hot Mom’s brain that I should probably be the one to take care of this one,” sighed Reid.
“Thank you,” said Luke.
“If she grabs my butt again, I’m gonna borrow Lowell’s stun gun.”
Author: nancygrew
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Characters belong to ATWT
Notes: Takes place June 2022. Originally written for the Fun Fic Fridays on LURE_ATWT.
Summary: Grandma Lily babysits the girls
When Reid arrived home from work, he was greeted by the sight of his mother-in-law looking decidedly less . . . patrician than she normally did. Her hair was teased and Aqua-Netted into a hairdo that could have been featured in a Far Side comic. Her garish ruby-colored satin blouse was tight enough, and low-cut enough, to really showcase her extraordinary mammary gifts.
“How are you doin’, dollface?” asked a grinning Lily.
Reid looked around for the hidden camera. While his back was turned towards her, Lily took the opportunity to squeeze a couple of handfuls of prime neurosurgeon tuchas. Reid yelped and jumped away hurriedly.
Luke entered the room. As he was carrying his briefcase, it was obvious that he, too, had just arrived home. Luke saw his mother and froze.
“Aw, look at how gorgeous you look, Luciano,” exclaimed Lily. She strode up to Luke and smooshed his cheeks with her hands. She gave him a loud, smacking kiss on the mouth. “You just get more handsome all the time.”
Luke opened and closed his mouth. Apparently, he was just as much lost for words as Reid was.
“Look at the time!” said Lily. “I really gotta skedaddle. The girls were absolutely angels today.” She kissed Luke again. And then to Reid’s horror, she kissed him goodbye. There may have been a little tongue.
Lily left while humming a jaunty tune.
“What the Hell is going on with your mom?” asked Reid. “Do you think she was drinking while babysitting?”
An ashen Luke sat heavily on the couch. Reid stopped being freaked out by Lily and started being freaked out by Luke. He sat down beside Luke and put his arm around him.
Luke took a deep breath. “When my Aunt Rose died, Mom kind of . . . “
Luke trailed off and just shrugged his shoulders.
“She went nutzoid and started acting like your Aunt Rose,” continued Reid. He was well-versed in the craziness of Luke’s family history.
“Snyders are old-fashioned,” lectured Luke. “When we go off-the-rails, we refer to each other as ‘troubled’ not nutzoid.”
“What-the-freak-ever,” said Reid. “So, has anyone mentioned this new situation to you or are we the first ones to be gifted with your mother’s current craziness?”
“Nobody’s mentioned anything to me about this,” sighed Luke. “I should probably get the family together to do the intervention thing.”
“Can’t we just let Other Grandbaby Hughes handle this?” huffed Reid.
Reid and Luke’s four-year-old twin daughters entered the room. Emmie and Mattie resembled mini-Mae Wests. There was smeared lipstick, false eyelashes, feather boas.
“Holy crap!” exclaimed Reid. He was not pleased to see his future neurosurgeon daughters dressed up like burlesque stars.
“Hey, sweeties. Did you have fun hanging out with Grandma Lily and playing dress-up today?’ asked a wide-eyed Luke.
The girls nodded vigorously and then joyfully threw themselves into the laps of their fathers.
“Grandma Lily taught us how to play poker!” exclaimed Mattie.
“If you don’t have money, you can bet clothes,” chirped Emmie.
Luke winced. Reid flapped his hands, which made the girls giggle.
“I’ll call the family after we put the girls to bed,” Luke assured Reid.
“Did Grandma Lily act funny today?” Reid asked the girls. “Funnier than normal. Did she display behaviors that could be described as hallucinatory?”
Mattie and Emmie looked at one another. Emmie hurriedly shoved her thumb in her mouth.
Mattie sighed. “She said it was a secret and we aren’t supposed to tell anyone.”
“What’s a secret, sweetie?” asked Luke.
“Aunt Rose is using Grandma Lily’s body for a couple of days because she’s missed everyone and wanted to visit,” said Mattie.
“Oh, is that all,” said Reid drily. “I was expecting it to be something weird.”
“Why don’t you fix supper for the girls and I’ll go visit Mom and Adam,” suggested Luke.
“I think that since I’m the one who can run various scans on Hot Mom’s brain that I should probably be the one to take care of this one,” sighed Reid.
“Thank you,” said Luke.
“If she grabs my butt again, I’m gonna borrow Lowell’s stun gun.”