Sal's Reality, Port aux Basques: The Official Road Trip Thread

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"So." Sal leaned on the hood of the van, sneaking in one more cigarette before they left for Florida. It was quite the sight: the massive maroon vehicle was stuffed to the rafters with luggage, snack food, and had a full tank of gas.

"So?" Ven was staring at her from the other side of it, completely amused at his mentor's stressed outlook. In all the years he'd known the woman, he'd never seen her really lose her cool - but she was coming close.

"So we've got ourselves reservations for the eight o'clock boat. And it's ten after six and we needs to get goin else we misses our spot. An' Mu launches in exactly forty-eight hours and..."

Ven stooped down to pick up Shae, who had barrelled down the stairs with her still-yawning mother in tow. "And we'll get there just fine. Didn't you say she had a portal waiting for you in North Sydney, anyway?"

Sal extinguished her cigarette and blew the smoke away from Shae, watching Jav, Kurt, and Vic come down the stairs hauling the rest of the luggage. "Yes, yes, and yes, but still, b'y, I hates bein' late." She held out her arms in response to Shae's attempt to get closer to her grandmother. "Give her here, look..."

She was interrupted by a loud bang that sounded like it was coming from her kitchen. She looked at Shae, who was grinning.

"D'you know what all that noise is?" she asked the toddler.

"Nope," the little girl shook her head, brown curls bouncing around.

"Want t' go find out with me?"

"Yeah!"

They went up the stairs together, Sal maneuvering Shae into a piggy-back position. "I betcha it's Leeroy. It always is."

"Uncle 'Roy is funny," Shae declared. "He's always doin' somethin'." The girl had a slight Newfie twang and it amused Sal to no end.

"Yes, b'y."

They opened the front door and peered into the kitchen where Sam had Leeroy in a headlock.

"Do I want t' know?" Sal asked resignedly. "Or should I just yell at the load of ye to get yer butts downstairs 'fore I loses it?"

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"I've asked that question too," said Mykayla, settling onto her back on the braided rug. "Remember, Mady? Back when we first met?"

"What the heck else've we gotta feed 'em? The runt was so tied up 'bout Mu that 'e never brung no groceries home."

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"That's when you say: 'Hey Sal, we need some groceries' and I go get them," Sal said, an amused look on her face. "C'mon, I'm sure you can do it if you really tried, b'y..."

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He set down his preperations and wiped his hands clean, then nodded to Kurt, stepped over the two dogs who were laying and watching him, and walked over to scoop Sal up and give her a big hug, rumbling in his chest in what could only be a purr as he 'sucked up' and mugged for all he was worth.

Mykayla sat up and stared open-mouthed, as did Jav.

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"Uh... what?" Sal looked over her shoulder at Kurt, jaw slack in a 'hey, help me out here' gesture.

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"Ach!" He walked over and gently pulled her away. "That's only going to make her mad."

"That's okay." Vic smirked and turned back to the kitchen. "She's funny when she's mad. Oh 'n we need groceries, firebird."

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"Aright, what do we nee- wait. Firebird?"

She rolled her eyes.

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He nodded at the list, which held mostly meat and bread and potatoes, pretending not to see her reaction.

Mykayla looked up at Leeroy, who was gazing distractedly out the window. "Leeroy?"

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"Buh?"

Leeroy looked around at everyone as though seeing them for the first time. "Oh, I was... uh..."

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"Worrying about Sam?" asked Mykayla softly, her differently coloured eyes showing compassion.

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He looked at his toes. "Yeah. Even though I knows she'll be fine."