Ficlet: This is My Life (On the Fourth of July) (GH, Scrubs, Lanaverse)
Title: This is My Life (On the Fourth of July)
Author: empressearwig
Prompt: 60 - Freedom
Pairing/Character(s): Robin/Patrick, Jax/Brenda, Lucky/Maxie, Nikolas/Elizabeth
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Most of the characters in this fic aren't mine. Bobby is normative_jean's and Lana is mine.
Word Count: 678
Spoilers/Warnings: Part of the Lana!AU.
Summary: It was an idyllic Fourth of July cookout.
Author's Notes: Written for theechochorus.
The backyard swarmed with children of different ages.
In the pool, Lana, Molly, Jake, and Spencer splashed each other wildly while being carefully supervised by Ric and Nikolas.
Kristina, Cameron, and Morgan were involved in an intense game of H-O-R-S-E, as Mac tried in vain to referee.
Isabella sulked in the corner of the deck, texting furiously, angry that her parents hadn’t let her go to the park to visit her friends.
Also on the deck, the smaller children, Audrey and Ella, were curled up in Elizabeth and Robin’s laps, on the verge of falling asleep. Careful not to disturb them, Elizabeth and Robin gossiped with Lulu and Bobby about the young couple’s search for a house in the Port Charles area.
Lucky and Patrick stood over the grill debating how hot the coals should be before the hamburgers and hot dogs should be put on. Maxie sat nearby, leafing through a fashion magazine and supervising.
Jax, Brenda, and Alexis were chatting on the opposite side of the deck from Jax and Brenda’s sulky teenage daughter, trying to catch up.
It was an idyllic Fourth of July cookout.
Robin’s attention was drawn away from the sleeping child in her arms by the sight of her six-year-old daughter leading a train of wet children, all wrapped in oversize towels. The children drew to a halt when they reached Robin’s group.
Robin raised an eyebrow at her disheveled daughter. “Yes?”
“When are we eating?” Lana asked pleadingly. “We’re starving.”
“Starving, huh?”
Lana nodded furiously.
Robin looked at the other dripping wet children. “Are you all starving too?”
A chorus of “yes’s” was the reply, and all of the adults in the circle laughed.
“Here, give me Ella and I’ll go put her down,” Lulu offered.
Robin passed the sleeping child carefully to her mother and Lulu rose.
Elizabeth stood up as well, and said, “Here, Lulu, follow me. I’ll show you where Robin has the play pen set up.”
The two headed back into the house, and Robin turned her attention back to her daughter. “I suppose you want me to go check with your father?”
“Yes, please!” Lana smiled winningly at her mother.
Robin smiled back. “Alright.” She held out a hand. “Help me up, please.”
Lana tugged Robin to her feet and the two headed towards the grill hand-in-hand, Molly, Spencer, and Jake trailing behind once more.
Both men were bent over the grill, so they didn’t see the group headed their way.
“Excuse me,” Robin said from behind them.
A pair of heads swiveled in her direction.
Robin smiled at their startled expressions. “I’ve had some requests to find out exactly when we’ll be eating.” She inclined her head in the direction of the children clustered around her.
Patrick and Lucky exchanged glances. Lucky looked away first and Patrick smirked and turned to Robin. “The first food should be off the grill in about ten minutes.” He crouched down to tweak Lana’s nose. “Is that soon enough for you short stuff?”
“Yes,” Lana said eagerly. She turned to Robin. “We’re going to go play till it’s ready. Come on guys.” She started towards Kristina, Cameron, and Morgan, the others following obediently behind.
Patrick rose and wrapped around Robin’s shoulders, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “You know, if she’s this bossy with her friends, can you imagine what she’ll be like with the muffin?”
“I’m trying not to think about that, thank you,” Robin said dryly. She rubbed her hand slightly over her rounded stomach.
Patrick laughed and covered Robin’s hand with his own. He looked over at his partner in grilling. “How’s the food?”
Lucky flipped the hamburgers. “Just about there.”
“Good, I’m starving too,” Robin said guiltily, sneaking a glance up at Patrick.
“Oh, I see how it is.” Patrick tickled Robin’s sides lightly. “Using our daughter as camouflage for your stomach.”
Robin squirmed in his arms and shrieked with laughter as Lucky and Maxie joined in, and their noise joined the kids to blend together into noisy harmony.
Let freedom ring.
Author: empressearwig
Prompt: 60 - Freedom
Pairing/Character(s): Robin/Patrick, Jax/Brenda, Lucky/Maxie, Nikolas/Elizabeth
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Most of the characters in this fic aren't mine. Bobby is normative_jean's and Lana is mine.
Word Count: 678
Spoilers/Warnings: Part of the Lana!AU.
Summary: It was an idyllic Fourth of July cookout.
Author's Notes: Written for theechochorus.
The backyard swarmed with children of different ages.
In the pool, Lana, Molly, Jake, and Spencer splashed each other wildly while being carefully supervised by Ric and Nikolas.
Kristina, Cameron, and Morgan were involved in an intense game of H-O-R-S-E, as Mac tried in vain to referee.
Isabella sulked in the corner of the deck, texting furiously, angry that her parents hadn’t let her go to the park to visit her friends.
Also on the deck, the smaller children, Audrey and Ella, were curled up in Elizabeth and Robin’s laps, on the verge of falling asleep. Careful not to disturb them, Elizabeth and Robin gossiped with Lulu and Bobby about the young couple’s search for a house in the Port Charles area.
Lucky and Patrick stood over the grill debating how hot the coals should be before the hamburgers and hot dogs should be put on. Maxie sat nearby, leafing through a fashion magazine and supervising.
Jax, Brenda, and Alexis were chatting on the opposite side of the deck from Jax and Brenda’s sulky teenage daughter, trying to catch up.
It was an idyllic Fourth of July cookout.
Robin’s attention was drawn away from the sleeping child in her arms by the sight of her six-year-old daughter leading a train of wet children, all wrapped in oversize towels. The children drew to a halt when they reached Robin’s group.
Robin raised an eyebrow at her disheveled daughter. “Yes?”
“When are we eating?” Lana asked pleadingly. “We’re starving.”
“Starving, huh?”
Lana nodded furiously.
Robin looked at the other dripping wet children. “Are you all starving too?”
A chorus of “yes’s” was the reply, and all of the adults in the circle laughed.
“Here, give me Ella and I’ll go put her down,” Lulu offered.
Robin passed the sleeping child carefully to her mother and Lulu rose.
Elizabeth stood up as well, and said, “Here, Lulu, follow me. I’ll show you where Robin has the play pen set up.”
The two headed back into the house, and Robin turned her attention back to her daughter. “I suppose you want me to go check with your father?”
“Yes, please!” Lana smiled winningly at her mother.
Robin smiled back. “Alright.” She held out a hand. “Help me up, please.”
Lana tugged Robin to her feet and the two headed towards the grill hand-in-hand, Molly, Spencer, and Jake trailing behind once more.
Both men were bent over the grill, so they didn’t see the group headed their way.
“Excuse me,” Robin said from behind them.
A pair of heads swiveled in her direction.
Robin smiled at their startled expressions. “I’ve had some requests to find out exactly when we’ll be eating.” She inclined her head in the direction of the children clustered around her.
Patrick and Lucky exchanged glances. Lucky looked away first and Patrick smirked and turned to Robin. “The first food should be off the grill in about ten minutes.” He crouched down to tweak Lana’s nose. “Is that soon enough for you short stuff?”
“Yes,” Lana said eagerly. She turned to Robin. “We’re going to go play till it’s ready. Come on guys.” She started towards Kristina, Cameron, and Morgan, the others following obediently behind.
Patrick rose and wrapped around Robin’s shoulders, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “You know, if she’s this bossy with her friends, can you imagine what she’ll be like with the muffin?”
“I’m trying not to think about that, thank you,” Robin said dryly. She rubbed her hand slightly over her rounded stomach.
Patrick laughed and covered Robin’s hand with his own. He looked over at his partner in grilling. “How’s the food?”
Lucky flipped the hamburgers. “Just about there.”
“Good, I’m starving too,” Robin said guiltily, sneaking a glance up at Patrick.
“Oh, I see how it is.” Patrick tickled Robin’s sides lightly. “Using our daughter as camouflage for your stomach.”
Robin squirmed in his arms and shrieked with laughter as Lucky and Maxie joined in, and their noise joined the kids to blend together into noisy harmony.
Let freedom ring.