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Ava stared at her phone looking so defeated.
Two-month-old Lori was sleeping in her crib right next to her.
Ava just registered the sound of the faucet turning off before she saw Sara leave the ensuite.
“What’s wrong?”
“My parents left me on read.” Ava sighed. “I sent them pictures of Lori and said that I’ll book them flights so they can come here to meet their granddaughter, but it’s been three weeks and they haven’t answered.”
“I’m sorry.” Sara wrapped an arm around Ava’s waist before placing a kiss on her shoulder. “I know they mean a lot to you.”
“God this is so stupid. I shouldn’t care. I mean of course, they don’t care.”
“It’s not stupid. You have memories of a life with them. Plus have you seen our daughter? How the entire world is not obsessed with her I have no idea because she is perfect. I mean look at her nose. That is your perfect adorable nose.”
“I know she has your parents and they are so amazing with her and they love her so much but I don’t know. I want her to have grandparents on my side, I want her to have as many people in her corner as she can.”
“She will, don’t worry about it. Sure, she might be down two grandparents but you know what, she has more uncles, aunts and cousins than any other kid. Like those kids from the TLC shows, with the insane amount of kids? Their kids have a small amount of family compared to the family Lori has. That you have.”
“She does already have a lot of gifts from her aunts and uncles.”
“I mean Mick bullied Ray into making a baby-size ice gun and mini coat so she could be his Captain Cold.”
“He did. Mick really is great with her. I mean they speak the same language of mostly grunts. I overheard him telling Lori about how her mom is his best and oldest friend and how she is a badass.”
“He is such a softy.”
“Could do without him calling me Hot Cakes, or Hot Pants.”
“How about this weekend we throw a big barbeque? I’ll call my dad, he can come grill, we’ll invite all the Legends, it’ll be a fun crazy day.”
“That does sound fun, plus it’s a good reason for everyone to also come see Lori. But it’s Wednesday, isn’t it too late to plan something for this weekend?”
“For the regular folks totally, but not for Ava the most amazing woman ever who has the best organisation and planning skills in the universe.” Sara grinned.
“That was old Ava. This Ava falls asleep on the toilet while peeing.”
“That’s just because we’re so tired. I’ll take care of all the baby stuff and you can just focus on the planning. Also, our toilet is insanely comfy. I fall asleep on it all the time. I think it's the heated seat, plus the heated floor. I’m serious, last week, I slept on it for like 3 hours. My legs went dead and I had to crawl back to bed.”
“You really want to take care of Lori, alone for two days so I can plan the barbeque?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. I’ll plan it.”
…
Ava had one of her large whiteboards out on an easel, columns and rows were drawn up on them. Everything was set in five minute increments.
Across the room, half asleep was Sara on the couch feeding Lori.
“So if you go to Trader Joe’s and get the stuffed peppers, the salad blend, the chicken lettuce wraps, the mac and cheese bites and the cheeses and sauces I have written down on this list-” Ava pointed to the 3.⅞ in. x 5 ⅞ in. post it note. “And are back home by 3:45 at the latest. I’ll have time to go to Costco and get the meats, buns, cheesecake and apps. Then I can swing by Sam’s Club and get the tray of drinks and the alcohol wholesaler that I found by legally signing up as a catering business and getting a liquor license. I know, you think that it’s too expensive to do that, but I factored in all the events that’ll we be throwing and how much all the Legends can drink in the long run we’ll be saving enough money to pay for Lori’s college.” Ava explained. “Now, the next day I’ll buy the decorations. I’ll send you photos of the table setting options so you can approve them-”
“That’s okay Ave, I trust your judgement. What do you have planned for the goodie bags for the kids?”
“I have raisins, organic orange slices and for a real treat, activity books for their next grade level.” Ava grinned.
“Wow.” Sara looked down at Lori in her arms. “You’re gonna get bet up so much in school. But it’s okay, I’ll do for you, what Grandpa did for me and teach you how to kick ass. Plus you’ll be the only kid in first grade who can throw a knife.” Sara looked up at Ava. “Baby, sweetie. My amazing wife. Those are not goodie bags. We need candy, party toys, like annoying kazoos or noise makers. Oh for the older kids we can get them Snappers. We used to throw them at each other.”
“Well that sounds dangerous.”
“We’re having a Legend Meet Up. It’s gonna be dangerous anyways, might as well let the kids have fun with it. I’ll do the goodie bags.”
“Okay.” Ava looked over everything making sure nothing was forgotten.
…
It was the day before the barbecue, and Ava had already made calls so they could set up the backyard.
Ava was trying to figure out the Velcro wall.
Sara was cooking what food could be cooked beforehand and Quentin was doing what to Sara seemed like a weird sexual ritual with intimate rubbing, whispering and complimenting the hunk of meat before he put it in the smoker.
“Now I need to check on it every two hours, then only every 5.” Quentin explained to Sara with a grin on his face as he closed the smoker and opened the app on his phone for the digital meat thermometer.
“You never checked on me that much when I was born.” Sara pointed out to him.
“I was working. That was your mom’s job. Plus I couldn’t feed you.”
“I was bottle fed formula. Mom said so.”
“You know what I mean Sara. Look, I was great with you once you could support your head. Now let me tell you all about this rub.”
“You need to stop talking about that rub. I swear Sara, five hours it took him to prepare, and for five hours I had to listen to it.” Laurel explained coming in the room, drink in hand.
“Since you’re in a sharing mood, why don’t you share with us where Nyssa has been the past week?” Quentin teased. Laurel just rolled her eyes.
“We broke up.”
“Again? This is like the fifth time.” Sara couldn't make heads or tail of their relationship. It seemed like every other day they were broken up, then again their getting together was a shock too.
“Well it’s her fault. She’s so unreasonable. She spent like five hours babysitting Mia for Felicity and I’m just meant to be okay with that? I wanted to go out and have fun. But you can’t do that around kids. They suck.” Laurel groaned.
Sara raised an eyebrow at her.
“Oh calm down I’m sure yours is different.”
“So you broke up with Nyssa because she’s unreasonable in that she was babysitting? Was this like short notice?”
“No, she planned it for months, and she told me about it, apparently but I’m not listening to every word she says. She says so many.”
“Nyssa? Nyssa talks too much?” Quentin looked over at them. “Swear that woman is hiding like five different personalities in that body.”
Sara was going to agree with him, when she was interrupted by loud screams of triumph as Ava finally figured out how to get the fan working for the inflatable.
“Your wife is such a dork.” Laurel pointed out to a smiling Sara.
“Yup.”
…
The men were gathered around the grill, plates full of the brisket, pork belly and ribs that Quentin smoked.
Zari was out of the air totem and was currently holding baby Lori.
“She’s so perfect. You have the coolest most badass moms in the whole timeline.” She cooed looking down at the infant. “Even if they’re retired now. They can tell you the best bedtime stories, like the tale of Dread Pirate Jiwe or how they teamed up and fought Vikings.”
“We were on a date in Star City when the Dead Pirate Jiwe happened. I only know it from stories being told to me.” Sara pointed out.
“Doesn’t matter.”
Nate walked over with the biggest smile on his face, dressed in the velcro suit.
“Watch how it’s done everyone!”
He made sure to get a big enough run up before he launched himself at the wall sticking firmly to it.
Soon everyone took a jump at the wall, some of the kids needed to be thrown since their jumps weren’t high enough.
Now Sara was blindfolded, holding six throwing knives in her hand as Mick, equally as drunk, stood against a tree in the backyard an apple on his head.
“We should discuss where to hide the body because I am not letting her get arrested for manslaughter.” Quentin explained to Ava.
“I’m just glad that Lori is in her crib asleep.”
“One!” Sara yelled as a knife pinned the apple to the tree. She repeated it five more times each time hitting the apple perfectly.
…
Ava didn’t have plans for after the sun went down honestly figuring that people would start to head home after the 6th hour of the event.
Luckily John, Ray, and Mick had other ideas of what to do.
The night sky was exploding in a spray of colours and bangs. Between the illegal fireworks and the magical ones the night sky was practically as bright as it was in day.
Of course turns out the neighbours didn’t appreciate the fireworks at the late hour and the police were less than understanding when they were told to knock it the fuck off.
Sara grinned over at Ava as they laid next to each other in bed.
“See? Great day with our family.”
“It’d be nice if our family gatherings didn’t end getting broken up by the police.”
“That can happen, we just only invite Nora and Ray. Or Nate and Zari. And probably not me.”
Ava just laughed at the fact of their lives.
“Well, I had to marry a trouble maker.”