#jenny kirk/lenny summers

[zarkishere]

RDR2 RELATIONSHIP CHART!

free to use, just credit me if you do :) (also tag me if you use it for rdr2 oc's i'd love that hehe)

Young Jack ver ⤴️

Old Jack ver ⤵️

notes cuz i love overthinking shit :

EVERYONE except Micah, Sadie and Kieran have both little hair thingies

for Micah it's cuz....yknow. he's not really part. he's the rat. doesn't even have one of the two.

For Sadie and Kieran they have 1 since they are part of the gang, they just happened to join later

I changed some people's design a little bit but it's minor changes that don't mean much just me fixing up stuff

Molly and Grimshaw's eye-makeup-thingies are the same (cuz yknow. Dutch.) Molly's hair doesn't naturally do the Little Hair Thing, she has to do it every morning, hence why it's...oddly curly (this time not because she's not part of the gang, but because she feels the need to have it. maybe Dutch will love her if she does. if she's like the rest.)

I decided to make older Jack have a few things from other characters who are theorized to be his dad (lol. i don't believe those theories just for the record, i think Jack is John's kid, i just like stirring the pot HJKASJKHASGASG)

Jenny is like that cuz we never see her apart from a drawing, so i thought i should make her all sketchy and silly

Mac is. a fucking square. we never see that mf.

Karen has 3 freckles instead of 3 cuz she's quirky and not like the other girls (no but fr)

i tried to keep it right side people who would agree most with Dutch after Dutch...? if that makes sense? so yknow Micah is first, then Bill, etc. from the left side is the people who agreed the most with Arthur/John...so Hosea, Charles, lenny, etc.

Arthur facing John, Hosea facing Dutch, Charles facing Micah is on purpose teehee (Kieran is also kinda facing Mary-Beth but you can call bullshit and i'll accept it)

Jack is the only boyo between the women cuz he stands with his momma

i thought Arthur and John's hat bonking was p funny

idk what else to say, i've probably forgoren a lot but idc so...

these designs are 100% not perfect but i am p satisfied with most overall, lemme know what you think!

also....

i don't have any fucking clue why person's eyes are the only ones like that please someone fix him whats wrong with him help get him eye contacts or something PLEASE--

[valfeathers]

“baby, both arms cradle you now,

both arms cradle you now”

[st0lax]

"You can't change what's done, you can only move on"

The nine graves you can visit in red dead redemption 2.

in order

Jenny Kirk, Davey Callander, Sean McGuire

Kieran Duffy, Hosea Matthews, Lenny Summers

Eagle Flies, Susan Grimshaw, Arthur Morgan

[notsofriendlyfriendlyreminder]

Sit down and let's talk. No, just listen. Young love is beautiful and joyfull and fresh and sparkling and explosive. And it gets destroyed every single time. Lenny who was sweet on Jenny, but she died during the Blackwater shootout. Karen who might never say it sober but loved Sean, who died by the hands of some white cousin-fucking farmer. Mary-Beth who saw something more in Kieran, more than a O'Driscoll who died by the hands of men by the order of a cruel man. Behind these guns stood men, but the fault was greed of a different one.

[scarfacemarston]

Tilly talks about how she wants roses on her grave. Hosea and Lenny want to be buried with friends and or family. Arthur says to face him to the west to see the setting sun. At least Arthur, Lenny and Hosea got their wishes. : ( "See, Tilly, I told you Arthur had a soul!" ---thanks Hosea. lol

[zanazirafanfic]

RDR Event Timeline (Canon + Headcanon)

This is the timeline I have constructed and use for all of my Red Dead writings. Canon event dates/ages are taken from the Red Dead Wiki, and headcanon estimations for more ambiguous events/characters are based on their approximate ages in-game by 1899 and what makes the most logical sense to me based on that timeline.

Please feel free to use this as a reference for your own works too, if it helps. (Canon events are noted as such, and my headcanons are labeled "HC.")

1839 - Uncle born (HC)

1844 - Hosea Matthews born (Canon)

1845 - Rains Fall born (HC)

1846 - Leopold Stauss born (HC)

1850 - Susan Grimshaw born (HC)

1853 - Orville Swanson born (HC)

1855 - Dutch Van der Linde born (Canon)

1857 - Josiah Trelawney born (HC)

1860 - Micah Bell III born (Canon) (newspaper clipping mentions Micah Bell Jr. robbing with his 17-year-old son in 1877)

1861 - Simon Pearson born (HC)

1863 - Arthur Morgan born (Canon)

1866 - Bill Williamson born (Canon)

1870 - Dutch leaves home aged 15 (Canon); Kieran Duffy born (HC)

1871 - Sadie Adler born (HC)

1872 - Charles Smith born (HC) (based on est. age of 27 in 1899)

1873 - John Marston born (Canon); Javier Escuella born (HC)

1874 - Lyle Morgan arrested and hanged, Arthur orphaned (Canon); Molly O'Shea born (HC)

1875 - Karen Jones born (HC)

1876 - Dutch and Hosea meet outside of Chicago, IL (Canon); Sean MacGuire born (HC)

1877 - Abigail Roberts born; Arthur joins the gang, aged 14 (Canon)

1878 - Eagle Flies born (HC)

1879 - Tilly Jackson and MaryBeth Gaskill born (HC)

1880 - Lenny Summers born (Canon)

1881 - John Marston's father dies, John orphaned (Canon)

1882- Annabelle and Bessie join the gang (HC)

1883 - Bessie and Hosea marry and leave the gang (Canon); Arthur meets and begins dating Mary Gillis (HC) (Jamie Gillis references both Annabelle and Bessie during the mission in Chapter 2, so IMO this would've been the most likely time for all 3 to have met one another.)

1884 - Dutch kills Colm O'Driscoll's unnamed brother, Annabelle killed by Colm in retaliation; Hosea returns to the gang (HC)

1885 - John Marston and Susan Grimshaw join the gang (Canon); Charles Smith leaves home, aged 13 (HC) (based on est. DOB 1872)

1886 - Arthur proposes to and subsequently breaks up with Mary in the springtime; Arthur meets Eliza (19) later in the year, and Isaac is conceived (HC)

1887 - Lee & Hoyt Bank Robbery, April (Canon); Isaac Morgan born (HC) (According to Arthur in-game, Eliza only knew who he was after she got pregnant. Based on this they most likely met in late 1886 or very early 1887, with the bank robbery in April '87 and Isaac born that autumn.)

1888 - Death of Bessie Matthews (HC) (based on the assumption that she passed some time before Arthur lost his son. Her cause of death is never specified in canon, but I HC it was a fairly quick battle with pneumonia over the winter.)

1891 - Isaac Morgan (4) and Eliza (23) killed in a home robbery (HC)

1892 - Bill Williamson dishonorably discharged from the U.S. Army (Canon); Uncle joins the gang (HC)

1893 - Bill Williamson joins the gang (Canon)

1894 - Abigail Roberts joins the gang, introduced to them by Uncle (Canon)

1895 - Jack Marston born; Javier joins the gang (Canon)

1896 - John Marston leaves the gang; Jake and Sadie Adler marry in September (Canon)

1897 - John Marston returns to the gang after a year (Canon)

1898 - Micah Bell, Charles Smith, Lenny Summers, and Jenny Kirk join the gang (Canon)

1899 - Blackwater Massacre; dissolving of the Van der Linde gang; deaths of Jenny Kirk, Mac and Davey Callender, Sean MacGuire, Kieran Duffy, Hosea Matthews, Lenny Summers, Molly O'Shea, Eagle Flies, Susan Grimshaw, and Arthur Morgan (Canon)

1907 - Construction of Beecher's Hope ranch; John and Abigail marry; death of Micah Bell III (Canon)

1911 - Kidnapping of Abigail and Jack Marston by the U.S. Government in exchange for John's cooperation; deaths of Bill Williamson, Javier Escuella, Dutch Van der Linde, Uncle, and John Marston (Canon)

1914 - Death of Abigail Marston; Jack Marston kills Edgar Ross to avenge his father's murder (Canon)

[verdemoun]

is there like a comprehensive guide somewhere about the timewarp au thing because i keep seeing you post about it but i've only been following you for a little while so i'm not at all as caught up on the lore as i'd like to be 💔 could you maybe summarise the most basic important info and aspects of it like you were explaining it to a complete outsider ?

I will hopefully be making one is the not too distant future because timewarp definitely got way bigger than I ever anticipated and is still providing me loads of fun to write. pinned post coming in the next month hopefully and a better tagging system so people can find stuff easier

origins: timewarp part 1, timewarp part 2, how does death work in timewarp, timewarp timeline

td;lr: the van der linde gang and other important characters from rdr canon are transported exactly 100 years into the future from their moment of death - which may or may not be due to the whims of magical time travelling quasi-deity josiah trelawney

as part of timewarping the gang still experience and remember their deaths and the events of canon. they also often need to wait years to be reunited following the dates of canon wherever possible, and pass the time learning how to live in modern era and otherwise getting up to antics they didn't have time to while outlaws.

the canon timewarp cast, in rough order of death: bessie matthews, annabelle, eliza, isaac morgan, mac callander, davey callander, jenny kirk, jake adler, sean macguire, kieran duffy, hosea matthews, lenny summers, molly o'shea, susan grimshaw, arthur morgan, eagle flies, karen jones, alden carruthers, leopold strauss, micah bell iii, sadie adler, charles smith, abigail (addie) marston jr, javier escuella, bill williamson, dutch van der linde, uncle, john marston, abigail marston, jack marston.

some funky ocs who turn up: kai bell (descendant of amos bell), maeve macsummers (daughter of sean macguire and karen jones), lucy shelley (molly o'shea's wife)

characters who did not timewarp due to me thinking they deserve a fix-it happy ending in canon era: mary-beth gaskill, tilly jackson, simon pearson, reverend swanson, rains fall, mary linton.

i will however answer asks about how i think absolutely any character would react to being timewarped (special shoutout to darragh macguire)

[reddeadreference]

Leonard "Lenny" Summers

(The above photo was taken at Clemen's Point)

(Warning: This post contains spoilers!)

About

Name: Leonard "Lenny" Summers

Age: 19 (the youngest member of the gang if you don't count Jack)

(Note: Even though the description states he joined 3 years after avenging his father when he was 15, Arthur states he's 19 so presumably Lenny had a birthday pass during the time he's been with the gang.)

Description: (official description from R*)

A fairly recent addition to the gang, young Lenny had spent the previous three years on the run for murder from every lawman and bounty hunter west of the Lannahechee River. Some drunks jumped and killed his father when he was walking home one night, so Lenny stole a gun and shot them all. He was only fifteen years old at the time. His father and uncle were well-educated and gave Lenny a good schooling when he was growing up. Smart, competent and ambitions, he is always ready to do his part, and is fairly happy living in a community where he his mostly judged for his ability not his appearance.

Quick Facts

He is one of the newer members of the gang. Arthur states he's been with them only six months.

His parents were slaves.

His father educated him.

He had been trying to teach Sean how to read. ("Trying" because Sean didn't want to learn.)

He sometimes has discussions with Dutch about Evelyn Miller, with whom he disagrees with because "[Miller] doesn't say much to [him]" and "...[Miller] speaks very prettily, but he doesn't say anything new."

During a campfire scene he tells how he lost the pocket watch given to him by his father during the escape from Blackwater. Arthur can buy/find/loot a replacement to give to him.

He was sweet on Jenny Kirk. (Mentioned once by Hosea and Arthur on the ride to Valentine in 'Exit Pursued by a Bruised Ego' and during a camp conversation between Hosea and Lenny. Lenny says "Was it that obvious?" in reply to Hosea saying "I know you were sweet on her".)

Outfits by chapter

Ch 1: Colter

Ch 2-4

Chapters 2 through 4 he has a few outfits that change in variation depending on the chapter. For instance, the first outfit under chapter 3 is the same as the first for chapter 4 only he doesn't have his union suit on underneath and pants are over his boots (also shown beside it as he does wear that union suit variation in chapter 4 too but again with pants over the boots). Some outfits shown are the same but with/without a hat or pants being over or under boots. Union suit is 'listed' under chapter 3 but can be seen in chapter 2 and 4 as well.

Outfit Details

Hat, knife and gun holsters, small details, and close up on fabric.

Bank Heist Outfit

Lenny is one of the four of the eight to use his bandana instead of a mask.

Life/Events

As stated in his description, his father was murdered when he was 15 and he took revenge on the men who did it. He had been on the run for three years before he joined the Van Der Linde gang.

Missions

Chapter 1: Colter -

Lenny is in two of the six missions in Chapter 1.

He's part of the assault on the O'Driscoll camp in Old Friends and the train robbery in Who the Hell is Leviticus Cornwall?

Chapter 2: Horseshoe Overlook -

His only mission in chapter 2 is A Quiet Time. Having been sent to scout ahead with Micah he later returns alone after escaping Strawberry where Micah had been arrested. Shaken, Dutch tells Arthur to take Lenny into town for a drink.

Chapter 3: Clemen's Point -

Lenny is part of 3 out of the 16 missions in Chapter 3.

In "Preaching Forgiveness as He Went" he and Arthur go to Shady Belle; the mission title is named so because Lenny 'pulls a Hosea' to trick the Lemoyne Raiders into coming closer for Arthur to fire on them. He joins Bill, Karen, and Arthur when they go back to Valentine to rob the bank in Sodom? Back to Gomorrah.

Chapter 4: Shady Belle -

While Lenny is also in Horsemen, Apocalypse so is everyone else so I'm only counting the other 4 out of 11 missions in chapter 4.

During The Gilded Cage Lenny is the one to drive the wagon for the others who are attending the Mayor's party. He, Dutch, and Arthur rob the trolley station in Urban Pleasures then goes along to confront Bronte in Revenge is a Dish Best Eaten for that set up. Lenny's final mission is Banking, The Old American Art where unfortunately he is gunned down on the roof.

Camp Life

Lenny's bed changes location and sleeping position depending on the camp much like many of the other members.

At Horseshoe Overlook he will sit in the center against a box between where Hosea and Bill sleep.

At Clemen's Point he'll sleep on his stomach at the main campfire.

At Shady Belle he sleeps on his back in the red tent on the bedroll furthest in the tent.

Lenny can be seen standing guard at each camp (Ch 1-4) and occasionally does the water bucket chore. At times he can be seen cleaning/checking his gun, smoking, reading either a newspaper or a book in various places in camp, or brushing one of the horses.

Death

Lenny is shot and killed in Banking, The Old American Art during the escape of the bank heist in chapter 4. After escaping to the roof he was the first to run forward and was shot by two lawmen who burst through a door. Arthur runs to his body and stays with him as long as he can. Charles is the only other member present to actually stop, Javier will hesitate and look back but the rest will simply run past without looking.

Lenny is later buried beside Hosea, under a tree in the swamp North East of Lakay.

-If there's something incorrect or something missing from this post you think is important or should be added please don't hesitate to either reply, reblog, or send in an ask about it.-

[wannabecowpoke]

Evergreen

TITLE: Evergreen

RATING: General Audiences

PAIRINGS: Lenny Summers/Jenny Kirk, Charles Smith/Arthur Morgan (implied)

WARNINGS: none

DESCRIPTION: Jenny looks beautiful, sitting there in the snow with a double barreled shotgun resting easily in her hands, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world.

A/N: Lenny is just eighteen or nineteen in the game, and that feels so young from an outsider’s perspective, but then I remember that I’m eighteen, too, and it’s just like. He’s baby. But does that mean that to all y’all, I’m baby, too? Older players of RDR, please tell me I’m not baby. On another note, we need more Lenny content, guys, because again, he’s smart and he’s funny and he’s sweet, and he’s one of the most interesting characters in the game, so c’mon, y’all.

xX————————————————Xx

Despite the snow, it was spring, and Lenny was hoping he would find flowers.

Instead, he dug through the snow pointlessly for a longer time than he was willing to admit, churning up the pristine blanket and upturning the muddy snow beneath it, all in the search for blossoms that wouldn’t appear until it melted. Sometimes, bulbs and wildflowers would begin blooming before the frosts disappeared, poking up before winter fully ended, but it seemed he wouldn’t have any luck searching.

What he did find was sticks, dry beneath the pine trees where the snow was thinner and they were freshly fallen, and, as industrious as he was, Lenny collected them instead, gathering them in one hand as he bent down. He hadn’t taken a weapon besides his revolver, so he hoped there wouldn’t be any more O’Driscolls, but he was close enough to camp to shout if he needed help.

When he had an adequate bouquet made of dry twigs and sticks, some with the needles still on, Lenny steeled himself, marching back towards camp. He knew where he’d find who he was looking for, the woman having taken the afternoon guard, but his mind raced at a mile a minute, making excuses for why he should just go back to his room and deal with being mocked for his cowardice. But he was determined to not back out.

Jenny Kirk sat watch at the northern boundary of camp, just where he knew she’d be.

She looked stunning, Lenny thought, black hair pulled away from her face with her white shotgun coat contrasted sharply against her dark skin. The double barreled shotgun held casually in her hands was pointed towards the ground, and she leaned up against the rickety wooden chapel behind her, staring off into the mountains. The fire in front of her was almost dead, the last embers of it flickering weakly, and he hoped his gift would be appreciated.

She must’ve heard him approaching, because her gaze flickered towards him, and he felt his heart skip a beat at her warm brown eyes. “Leonard Summers,” Jenny greeted, giving a military salute with her right hand as he approached.

“Jane Kirk,” Lenny saluted back clumsily, unable to keep himself from grinning.

Her eyes crinkled at the corners as she smiled, clearly pleased to see him. When he sat down next to her, she reached into her coat pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and holding it out in offering. He waved a hand, and she tucked it back inside. “What brings you out here?” Jenny asked, crossing her legs at the ankles. “Not that you aren’t welcome.”

Pulling out the bundle of sticks, Lenny extended it towards her, and she laughed, setting down her gun to accept the unconventional bouquet. He shifted nervously on his feet, scratching sheepishly at his jaw. “Uh, well,” Lenny stuttered, watching nervously as she admired them.

He wished he could find the same eloquence speaking to her as he did the rest of camp, but despite his usual ease when expressing his thoughts, she always turned everything in his mind into a jumbled mess. It was like his ability to communicate rationally ended whenever she was near, so great was her influence over him. It was embarrassing, but she seemed to find it endearing. At least, according to the other women.

“Your fire’s been burning for awhile, and, um, so I thought...”

“Thank you,” Jenny said gratefully, reaching out with her booted foot to nudge his toes. Leaning forwards, she dumped the collection of dry twigs and branches onto the fire, and it sputtered, the flames reinvigorated by the new fuel that had been added to the scout fire. Sighing, she rubbed her gloved hands together, her breath condensing in the air. “A hundred and fifty thousand dollars, Lenny. It just... doesn’t feel real.”

“We’re set for life,” Lenny agreed. She patted the rotting pew beside her, dragged out from inside of the dilapidated church, and he sat down, stomach twisting nervously. Hell, they’d hugged before, slept a foot apart from each other and woken up with their limbs tangled together, but he still got nervous seeing her smile, let alone sitting close to her. “I suppose we have Arthur to thank for that, stopping Micah from blowing our cover inside of that ferry.”

“That plot of land,” Jenny mused, nudging him with her elbow and looking at him brightly, “I’m excited.“

“Me too,” Lenny sighed. He’d built up an image in his mind, of a farmhouse surrounded by miles of fields, of an oak tree that he’d sit and read underneath for hours. He’d go to a real school at the college in Annely, if they’d accept a black man with no formal education beyond what his father provided, and none of them would have to rob or murder again. They’d lost enough people, that it was about time their luck changed for the better. “You’re staying, right?”

“Micah’s leaving, so I’m here to stay,” she assured. Lenny knew her opinions on the man, and he shared them. If Micah was planning on staying, he would’ve begged Hosea to talk some sense into Dutch. “Charles might leave, too,” she continued, “although... he’s become pretty close to Arthur lately, yeah?”

“They’re cut from the same cloth, I think,” Lenny said with a shrug, “so it makes sense that they’d get along.”

“All those hunting trips of theirs,” Jenny scoffed, “and yet they never seem to talk in camp.”

“Charles is quiet,” Lenny reminded her, “and Arthur’s always gone, for one reason or another.“

“Meanwhile, we’re the ones always talking,” Jenny continued, gesturing vaguely between them, “and yet we never go out on jobs together.“

That was admittedly Lenny’s fault, if only because he was always too shy to ask her. Hosea and Dutch, on the other hand, were always encouraging him to invite her on robberies and fishing trips, almost to the point of embarrassment. The support was nice, but he was a grown man — he could make his own decisions, just as he could court the woman he liked without interference.

“Maybe we’ll go hunting together,” Jenny sighed, “once we make it out to Leveret.”

“Maybe,” Lenny agreed, heart racing in his chest.

“You’ll have my back, yeah?” Jenny asked, tilting her head.

Lenny nodded quickly. “O-of course.”

Her hand found his between them, and she squeezed it tightly, smiling at him warmly. Lenny’s mind sputtered out, and then restarted again, alarm bells going off in his head. Their hands were joined together, her fingers curling around his, and the touch was enough to make a lump form in his throat, mouth going dry.

“Thank you,” she said again. It would’ve been the perfect moment to kiss her, he realized belatedly as she pressed her gun into his hands, but then she was smiling mischievously and standing up, fixing the hat on his head. “I’m gonna’ go get lunch from Pearson’s wagon. I’ll bring you back a bowl of stew.”

“Alright,” Lenny said weakly, watching her go.

Well, he supposed, there would be more opportunities to come.

[thedailybullshit]

Thinking about how Charles knew to bury Arthur facing the west, despite the fact that Arthur only ever expressed that wish to three people. Charles wasn’t one of them.

By the time Arthur died, only one of those people was still alive to make sure he got his wish.

All I can imagine is Tilly, face wet with tears, tracking down Charles, knowing he would find Arthur & bury him. Pleading with Charles to face him to the west, because that’s what he wanted. He wanted to watch the sunset.

Maybe Tilly went with Charles to make sure it was done properly. Not because she didn’t trust Charles to do so, but because she needed to see for herself that Arthur was laid to rest as he wanted.

This wouldn’t even be the first time Tilly saw to the proper burials of members of the gang.

She planted Jenny’s favorite flowers.

She made sure Hosea & Lenny were buried together, as they wished to be buried with friends & family respectively, & that’s how they saw each other.

& I’m absolutely convinced that it was Tilly who made sure Arthur got to face the sunset.

[insufferableflannels]

there was a simple sketch of Jenny Kirk in Arthur’s notebook, so I decided to take that to the next level & draw my interpretation of Jenny. Personally, I think her style would be a little Tomboyish, like Sadie’s… although she’d wear a skirt from time to time. It was mentioned in the story that Lenny was sweet on Jenny so I decided to draw her wearing one of his outfits as well.

Also apart of the reason it may not look quite accurate to Arthur’s drawing is because Arthur tends to exaggerate features when he draws.

[kirain]

Jenny Kirk

Davey Callander

Sean MacGuire

Kieran Duffy

Hosea Matthews & Lenny Summers

Eagle Flies

Susan Grimshaw

Arthur Morgan

[sapphohod]

story summary: After her mother’s death at sixteen, Rosalind was taken in by family friends Sadie and Jake Adler. Two years later, Rosalind comes for a visit and discovers their cabin burned to the ground. When she finds Sadie has joined a gang to seek revenge, Rosalind reluctantly follows suit. The last thing she expected to get was a family, and for them to change her life forever.

A retelling of RDR2’s story with my OC Rosalind and some other canon divergence.

pairing(s): Arthur Morgan & Female OC, Sadie Adler & Female OC, Mary-Beth Gaskill x Female OC

rating: teen+

Chapter 4: Moments of Intimacy

words: 2.3+ k

warnings: none

chapter summary: Rosalind has a few personal conversations.

a/n: none

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[the-mill-kat]

There's a silverline over the horizon

And it fades the dreams we've lost long time ago

You are near, there's no fear

Lost but not alone, going home

We are rolling home, we're rolling home

No more hearts to break, no more to roam

There's no one waiting, there's no one to say goodbye

So guided by a wanderin' star, we're rolling home

[scarfacemarston]

So, I'm reblogging this because I didn't get to write my new one, but I admit I'm actually not super super thrilled with this anymore? I think my writing style has changed, hopefully for the better. However, some people enjoyed it and maybe you all will, too.

Parts 1-4 are linked here.

RDR Thanksgiving Modern AU Part 1: Chaos

Hey all. All spouses are gender-neutral save for certain ships. It’s really hard to write to everyone in the gang. I didn’t want to give everyone children because not everyone wants kids in their marriages. I will link the rest! Enjoy! :) It’s basically fanfic length I guess? Worked way harder than I planned on this.  Part 2 here. Part 3 here. Final Part here. 

You and Arthur weren’t exactly party people. Arthur absolutely despised parties of any kind whereas you enjoyed some parties. Usually, Arthur would stall in the kitchen to pet the host’s animals or read a book before Hosea or you came to collect him. Unfortunately, this included holiday parties with the gang. Despite his fondness for his family, something about parties always made him anxious.

*Everyone was gathered at the Marston’s place because Dutch’s house was being renovated once again.

You and Arthur arrived early together, a bouquet of flowers, wine, and stuffing. John let you in with a sheepish smile. Some of the gang had already arrived to form a new plan for dinner. Why? John explained: 

Abigail had taken it upon herself to cook the pies. She was feeling very inspired after binge-watching Alton Brown’s cooking shows. Unfortunately, not even Alton Brown could have saved Abigail from this mess. She tried. She really did. 

Mr. Pearson and Sadie were arguing over how to prepare the turkey with Miss Grimshaw putting in her two cents. Abigail dropped the pumpkin pies she had made trying to avoid falling on Rufus, the Marston’s dog.

This led to Rufus bumping into Mr. Pearson who was demonstrating how he felt the turkey should be stuffed. Of course, the turkey dropped.

Meanwhile, Uncle was napping while Jack and his little sister Amelia threw marshmallows at him. John tried to stop them, but was too amused and joined in, scoring the most points. Abigail had then called him into the kitchen, her eyes full of tears as she waterly said she had ruined everything. That’s when the doorbell rang and that was that “Maybe I should have watched Cutthroat Kitchen instead…”

Arthur let out a whistle as the two of you walked over the threshold. Arthur put the wine on the table while John took the flowers remarking “We’re going to need a hell of a lot more than that.”  You felt Arthur tense as you both surveyed the chaos. You squeezed his hand before sighing, “Let’s try to help”. 

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[the-lion-of-the-mountain]

Aw one happy family... god this is going to end horribly