Dream [008] 4/1/09 Family
Big Boss steps into the entryway of a beautiful house, slamming the door carelessly behind him. He’s wearing his usual basic olive drab uniform and bandana, but a blue tie sits around his neck.
Tossing his SVD sniper rifle onto a small table along with a pair of keys, the soldier loosens his tie before his deep voice booms through the house.
“I’m home!”
The soft jingle of spurs is the only sound Ocelot makes as he enters from the kitchen. There’s a leopard print apron hanging from his neck and a spatula in his hand.
“Welcome home,” he purrs, giving the older man an exaggerated hand gesture. “Dinner will be served shortly. I shot down a few birds earlier. Six shots. Enough to make one for each of us.”
Not waiting for Big Boss to answer, the man smirks and disappears back into the kitchen.
With a shake of his head, the soldier smiles before kicking off his boots and moving into the living room.
With her feet propped up on the coffee table, EVA lounges comfortably in an armchair while flipping through a newspaper. She immediately lowers the paper as he steps into the room, her face breaking out in a beaming grin.
"Jack! You won't believe it! Out little Frankie got the top score on his English exam! The teacher was so proud she called to thank us for being such caring, attentive parents."
Slipping out of the chair, EVA slides her arms around the man affectionately, pressing a kiss to his cheek before continuing. "He's upstairs studying with David right now." Giving his arm a small shove, she chuckles lightheartedly. "Go up and see for yourself!"
Nodding, the smile still spread across his face, Big Boss silently makes his way up the stairs. Tapping his knuckles against the door briefly, he opens it without waiting for an answer. There, leaning over a younger boy's shoulder, is Frank, looking a few years older. The boy turns to smile brightly at his adopted father.
"Welcome home, dad! I'm just showing Dave how to finish these problems and then we are going to go out back to throw the baseball around for a bit. You should join us!"
The brunette boy sitting at the desk turns and gives Big Boss a sheepish wave. He's obviously a younger version of Snake. "Hey, Uncle Jack. You should play with us if you have the time."
"DINNER'S READY," came Ocelot's voice from the kitchen.
"Alright!" David beams, "Uncle Adam makes waaay better dinners than my mom does!" Grinning, the two boys race down the stairs with Big Boss following after them slowly, beaming with fatherly pride.
Upon entering the kitchen, Big Boss' gaze is drawn to a corner. Standing there is Raiden, remaining motionless with a small cord trailing from his back to a nearby toaster.
Pulling out a cigar, the eye-patched man is unable to suppress a deep chuckle. What a perfect day.
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*for once, Big Boss looks like he is sleeping really peacefully*