#ksdjfalksdjf HAHAHAHA oh man this is one of my fav headcanons for this worldstate honestly

[queenofbaws]

Hi Queenie, hope you are well and having a good weekend 😊

Kaylee tries to set up Facebook accounts for her uncles and tries to show them how to use it to try to encourage some curiosity outside the Big House.

"Okay, so...here's your page, Uncle Bobby, I made sure to put a bunch of games on it...and Uncle Trav, I put instructions for how to look people up here on the sticky note beside your login info...and Uncle Jack, uh..." Kaylee paused for perhaps a moment too long with her hand hovering over the enter key. She'd spent the past...well, okay, she didn't actually want to stop and think about how much time she'd just wasted trying to explain the basics of Facebook to the three of them honestly, but it'd been long enough that she'd forgotten why she'd saved Uncle Jack's account for last.

When the weight of their eyes was too much for her, she finished signing in, assuming her sweetest and most innocent smile a millisecond before Uncle Bobby pointed out the obvious: "Wait...why's he already got friends and shit?"

She sniffed once, cleared her throat, and, careful not to let anything even resembling guilt flit across her face, gave them the God's honest truth, admitting, "Yeah, so...Caleb and I got kinda bored last summer, and...blah blah blah, we mighta started catfishing a buncha old ladies to see if they'd give us their secret family recipes, or pictures of their pets."

"...how, in the name of God," Uncle Travis started, talking real slow and real jerky, the way he always did when he felt like he'd been wronged somehow, "did you get that many messages pretending to be Jack?!"

Instead of answering him straightaway, Kaylee clicked on the collection of profile photos and flipped through them, revealing what was essentially a flipbook of Uncle Jack holding up progressively weirder and weirder hunting trophies, starting with a smallmouth bass and ending (for now) with a big-eyed alien roasting on a spit; to either side of her, Uncle Jack and Uncle Bobby started snickering, and only then did she grin with pride, sitting shoulders back and chin-up as she announced, "Wait 'til you see the posts we've been makin' in the conspiracy groups!"

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!