#also harry + chris are besties and may is their cool sister

[paldogangsaan]

hopped on the buddie train so here’s a super rough snippet with a side of buck-may-harry being siblings

“You can’t marry Eddie though,” May says, taking a bite of her french toast. “I’m too young to be an aunt.”

Buck does a double take, eyes wide as saucers. What did May just say? “Why would I—?”

“And I don’t wanna be Chris’ uncle,” Harry chimes in as he drowns his pancakes in syrup. “We’re the same age. That’d be weird.”

“Why would you be—?” Buck tries asking. He is once again interrupted.

“And I have a plan to be the rich aunt,” May elaborates. “I’ve got seventy bucks in my bank account, at best. I’m not ready for cool aunt duties.”

“And he needs to ask mama!” Harry chimes in, tapping his fork against his plate twice like a gavel.

“Absolutely!” May nods rapidly. She takes a sip of her mimosa. “Mama will kill him if he doesn’t ask. And Bobby might fire him.”

“I don’t—” Buck tries. His voice is once again drowned out by his arguing siblings.

“Isn’t it illegal to fire someone over personal stuff?”

“Who’s he gonna call, the police? OSHA? Mom—”

“What are you talking about?” Buck interrupts, incredulous. “Why would I— Eddie? Me and Eddie? Aunt—?” His voice rises in pitch as he speaks, gradually speeding up.

May and Harry pause, hands steady in midair as they hold their forks, french toast and pancakes stabbed into them, syrup gradually falling back onto their plates.

“Uh,” May says, exchanging a look with Harry. “Did you guys already break up?”

“I told you he couldn’t keep a relationship!” Harry huffs.

“We were never together!” Harry and May stare at Buck like he’s the insane one. He starts to wonder if he’s fallen into an alternate dimension. “Eddie and I aren’t together! We have never been together!”

Harry gapes and slams his hands on the table. “Then why did I pay Chris forty bucks!”