#ray/rose/reggie

[invisibleraven]

“This is not the end. See you later, my love.” for Rose/Ray/Reggie. Permission to destroy me lol

One of Reggie's favourite times as a dad was bedtime-which, granted, was weird, but he absolutely adored tucking Julie and Carlos in, indulging them with stories, and songs, even turning old Sunset Curve songs into lullabies. Sure, maybe some would say they were getting a bit old for it, but until they asked him to stop, he would keep it up.

Plus-now that his new album was done, he knew he would be hitting the road sooner rather than later, meaning he would be away from his kids-his family for untold weeks. Don't get him wrong, he loved his career as a country star, but he hated how much time it took him from them.

"Do I have to go on tour?" he whined to Ray and Rose one night.

"Not if you don't want to tesero," Rose replied, playfully shoving him over in bed. "But it would disappoint an awful lot of your fans."

"Plus it'll be all the sweeter to come home afterwards," Ray added as he squeezed into the other side of the bed.

"And you're sure you and the kids can't come with me?" Reggie asked, using his best puppy dog eyes in hopes they would relent, even if he knew they never would.

"We talked about that," Rose sighed. "As much as I miss touring with the Petal Pushers, we are too old to be living on a bus for weeks on end, and we can't take the kids out of school for that long."

"Plus you remember how bad it was last time we did that?" Ray reminded him with a shudder. Reggie grimaced along with him-he did remember, trying to fit the five of them, plus his band and people on the bus, with Julie and Carlos running around crazy, stir crazy from the ride. It had been a less than relaxing family vacation and they had all agreed-never again.

"Fiiiine," Reggie relented. "But I'll talk to Marci about coming home at least once before I hit the East coast, and maybe you guys can come to a show? It'll be spring break by the end, so we could all go somewhere."

"That sounds lovely," Rose stated, worming her icy toes between his thighs as she lounged with her book, Ray snickering as he spooned Reggie, the two of them used to Rose being the night owl that she was.

Time passed all too quick, and soon enough it was the night before he was set to go. His bags were packed, his crew ready to set off at first light. He wished he had another few weeks to spend at home, to inhale the apple scent of the kids' shampoo, to listen to their stupid jokes and fights, to hug them tight, listen to them squeal as it turned into a tickle fight.

God he hated leaving.

"Daddy! Tuck me!" Carlos demanded, in the way only a five year old could. Reggie sh0ook his head, but heeded the call, passing Ray and Rose who had already bestowed their good nights while he had dealt with the disaster that had been bath time. Felt Rose squeeze his hand as she passed. They had explained to the kids that he was going, but it was now a reality and Reggie had no idea how his spouses would deal with the fallout the next day.

"Alright scalliwag, into bed with you," Reggie sated, scooping Carlos up and tossing him back under the covers, pressing kisses to his nose, just to get one more boyish giggle. Reading him The Gruffalo practically from memory now, and turning on his little astral projection lamp so the ceiling swirled with stars. "Love you buddy. I'll see you in a few weeks-you're in charge of fun while I'm gona okay?"

"Okay daddy, love you," Carlos replied, clinging a little tighter as he hugged him, pressing a sloppy kiss to his cheek, and was asleep within seconds of hitting the pillow. Reggie took a moment to memorize this-while he was still and not causing trouble. The fluffy curls of his hair, the snuffly little snore, the bow of his lips.

It was so hard to rip himself away, but Julie was waiting on him.

Julie at almost ten, insisted that she didn't need to be tucked in, to be read to. "Indulge your father-just for tonight will you?" he asked, and she relented, as she always did, a secret little smile on her face as she snuggled into her multitude of pillows as he picked up the book.

When she was younger, Reggie had read her fairy tales by the bucketload, had done the princess tea party every time she asked, sang along to every Disney karaoke. Now that she was older, he found adaptations of fairy tales for her-a bit more mature, but still full of love and adventure. They had just finished Ella Enchanted, and now they were a few chapters into The Princess Bride.

He had just relayed to her that Westley's boat had been raided by the Dread Pirate Roberts and she looked at him wide eyed as he closed the book. "Is that it? Is that the end?"

Reggie smiled at her sweetly. “This is not the end." Showed her how much book they had left. "But we both have early mornings, so it's time for goodnight. We can finish it when I get back, or you ask Papi to read it to you."

"He never does the voices right," Julie grumbled. "But will you call when you're gone?"

"Just try and stop me."

Julie nodded, sombre as she pulled him in for a hug. "I love you daddy. Goodbye."

"Never goodbye mija. It's see you later, my love.”

With that he pressed a kiss to her forehead, hoping his tears didn't reach her face before he wiped them away, turning off the lights as he went, knowing Julie would take some time to fall asleep-for not being his biologically, she had certainly inherited his insomnia when it came to nights like this.

"Everybody tucked?" Rose asked, handing him a glass or horchata as he slumped onto the kitchen table.

"It sucked," Reggie grumbled, before righting himself and taking a swig. "I hate this, I hate leaving."

"We aren't exactly doing a jig here either," Ray stated, nudging him with his shoulder. "Though it will be nice to have more room in the bed..."

"Hey!"

A playful little shoving match started, with Rose rolling her eyes. "You two will end up on one of the couches if you wake the kids up."

"Sorry," they chorused.

Rose came over then, plopping herself on Reggie's lap. "Now cariño, we all hate it when you're gone, but deep down, you know you love touring-getting to see all your fans, getting to explore the country, getting to share your music with the world."

"I know it just....it gets harder and harder to leave you guys every time," Reggie replied. "I'm always scared that I'll come home and you won't be here, or won't want me back, and I know that's stupid, but my brain just always worries."

Ray and Rose exchanged glances, then Ray left, coming back with a large book. "Here, take the scrapbook with you."

"But that's for the kids!"

Ray snorted. "Reggie, we have pictures of you-of all of us everywhere, thanks to me. You'll only have your phone. So take the scrapbook, add some pages to it so you have stuff to show us when you're back. Because you have to bring it back."

Rose nodded. "I worked too damn hard on that thing for you not to return it-and you-to us."

Reggie giggled wetly. "I can do that."

Rose smiled, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Nw, how about you tuck us in for one last romp before you leave us for months?"

He barked out a laugh, but just told her to hang on as he got up, taking the stairs two at a time, Ray hot on their heels, flicking off lights as they went.

Maybe their tuck in involved far less stories, and far more smooches, but Reggie felt loved and comforted by the time the covers were pulled over the three of them, and he swore he would keep this feeling with him until he could come home again.

But he was totally taking the money from this tour to buy them a bigger, sturdier, less squeaky bed, or their next 'tuck in time' might have them all on the floor.

[mahuhumaling]

JATP Season 2 Wishlist

that i wrote in my notes app back in:

and realized i never posted it here? tbf i'm rarely on tumblr. but because i really miss them rn i want to share my ✨ brainrot ✨ that i had back when i thought they were getting a renewal.

Carrie Wilson

she was my biggest flaw in Season 1. I wish her "redemption arc" is fleshed out more in Season 2; give her either more context & backstory to validate her reason for unnecessarily antagonizing Julie, or screentime to properly address how she's just projecting an emotion completely different into bitterness and anger into Julie's recovery

show particularly her earlier dynamic w/ Flynn and Julie? Maybe as Flynn calls her out, we'd get flashback glimpses prior to Rose's death (maybe even Double Trouble temporarily being Triple Threat 👉🏽👈🏽)

for some reason i'm picturing a scene where she's in her dance studio (she has one in their mansion, of course) practicing some of her Dirty Candy routine when she keeps messing up and not in the right mindset to keep dancing. i feel like the best (maybe easiest but whatever) way to guide the audience into her artist mind is to make her be a perfectionist. in frustration, she blows up for a minute before slumping onto the ground and reminisces her fun times with Julie & Flynn

also when you have her develop, please don't make her lose her femininity and the bubblegum pop music, it's great

Old Songs Resurfacing

it'll prove how detailed & thorough you are as a screenwriter if you pay off the songs mentioned in Season 1 in passing to be actual songs in Season 2

Unreleased: Get Lost, Long Weekend, Crooked Teeth, My Name is Luke, and if that riff from the scene in EP. 5 that spurred on the Bobby reveal isn't from one of these songs, add that too

Demo Album: Late Last Night, Lakeside Reflection, In Your Starlight

Willex

imagine your queer couple gets to have their first kiss first than your het main couple, not only will that settle Madi & Charlie's statements about being uncomfortable in doing a kissing scene and maintaining the priority of Juke's emotional over physical relationship, it would also make an powerful statement

Reggie's Character Arc

i know that he initially had an arc that involved a romance with Flynn but because of the ages of who they casted, they scrapped it and didn't have time to rewrite the scripts for him as filming neared, so they have time to adapt to how jeremy portrayed him for season 2: a lovable dork who craves familial love

since there's a possibility that lifers can now see the boys, maybe some found family trope for Reggie and Ray Molina?

he has pretty much formed a parasocial relationship with him at this point

so why not instead of a love interest, Reggie can have his character arc develop & we see his family before thru flashbacks and paralleling those in the current times because he sees Ray as a father figure

picture this: it's raining, Bobby opens the garage door to the sound of knocking, the boys find Reggie soaking wet and out of breath when he tries to say he doesn't know where else to go then the boys immediately figure out another fight in the Peters household happened. Reggie tries to talk again when Alex (because even though they're the airhead-sarcastic duo, they know they love each other) runs up to hug him and tells the other he doesn't have to say anything

cut to a freshly showered Reggie, quietly watching tv with Bobby, Luke, and Alex in the garage, eating whatever

also a solo acoustic country song, pls. just to make him happy

The Aftermath of the Deaths

for both the boys and Rose

we get parallels about how Bobby dealt with trauma and grief to Julie

like, the reason why the clothes are still in there (are to have costume changes for the boys) is because Bobby immediately moved out of the house (therefore also the garage) and left the clothes there because he couldn't bear to burn it, or visit the boys' houses to break the news to their families and return the clothes, or donate it somewhere so he just...left it. it would make for a more solid reason (for costume changes) and an emotional context as to how Bobby really tried to forget them because it was "easier."

it would also make sense why Carrie and Julie ended up friends. Rose probably was there for Bobby when they discovered what happened at the alleyway, so they stayed friends over the years and had their respective families but still kept in touch, (bonus points if absolutely nothing romantic happened between them! yay to normalizing platonic male-female relationships) and why Rose would immediately think of Bobby's three late bandmates to send for Julie when she was on her deathbed

Bobby never really "moved on" (because grief is a really complex thing). it's showed that he has a therapist and everything, and this could definitely have some aftereffects on his daughter. Carrie growing up seeing her father be this amazing rockstar but a negligent father and only showing love in ways she doesn't need (like riches and fame and connections to the music industry) because he's actually a really lonely man on the inside and no one can see that except for Bobby's spouse and Carrie. it'd explain why Carrie is spoiled, and other negative character traits that Carrie has on the surface

it's even why Bobby changed his name to Trevor: 1) Bobby is so closely associated to Sunset Curve and it's an absolute pain to be reminded of that every day, 2) it's a stage name and artists really do get that

More Worldbuilding

they already had some pretty creative concepts/ideas in the first season, so why not expand/expound on them a bit more

the instruments are attached to their souls that's why the boys at first can only touch them, like how Willie's skateboard and helmet are attached to him

which is why when they attach themselves to the world of the present, they gather up energy and focus on touching tangible things like the picture frame

this may follow the logic toward the end where they are finally able to touch Julie because she has become attached to their souls. emotionally.

More Creative Collaboration

i believe in the principle that when a story is finally released/published/told to the world, the world shares it. this is also visible in film/tv where when the scripts are finished and actors receive them, the story becomes part of theirs to work on. which means that they have some sort of autonomy over their characters' motivations, a chance to be heard of their ideas and pitches, and why some certain scenes wouldn't work, etc etc. it doesn't just become the director's story nor the screenwriters'.

the actors' ideas such as Perfect Harmony and their solos from Nothing to Lose are great because they let them in. they took risks, and it paid off incredibly well. more of that please. have them be a part of the writing process, (also the story), but never forget what made the music production great in the first place. be coherent and don't be like others that let too many hands work on one piece—it will lose its sound, its identity.

Julie Knowing

that Nick is possessed by Caleb. ohmygOD. hear me out.

the same S1 ending will play somewhere in 2x01, but it will be revealed that Julie was watching through the window the entire time and when she opens the door to receive the flowers, that last look she gives him is actually her scheming.

determined to get Nick back, imagine The Promised Neverland's level of mindgames Julie could play with Caleb because we already know our girl's smart

Free Willie Willie's Freedom

since the boys feel indebted to Willie's help, they insist on helping him too with getting rid of Caleb's stamp

maybe through his connection with Alex? or maybe Willie's family or friends who are still lifers (which is unlikely but either way). he needs to be saved !!

Song Sequences Ideas

juke counter melody duet like Rini's "Even When/The Best Part," Shane & Mitchie's "Wouldn't Change a Thing," or dodie & Jon Cozart's "a love song/a non love song"

emotional carrie ballad paired with lyrical hiphop choreo

willex song - i absolutely have no idea where this could go directionally but maybe alex on an acoustic guitar with a really soft sweet tune

reprises of S1 songs but in the complete opposite of their original style (the fandom's lonelier All Eyes on Me version, i see u)

nick guitar solo - just because Sacha actually plays, idk how it'd fit in to the plot yet but hey

Nothing to Lose (Reprise) - back in the '90s, a producer manipulates Bobby to sign a record deal to become a star but on one condition: disassociate himself with Sunset Curve, to which he first declines until he slowly gets persuaded. (sort of like Todrick Hall's So Lucky to Be You meets Lyn Lapid's Producer Man)

"So how about it, Bobby Shaw? Do we have a deal?"

"Trevor."

"I'm sorry?"

"Call me Trevor Wilson."

i'm pretty sure someone made an animatic with this idea too but i cannot for the life of me find it !!

7. Season 2 starts the same way as Season 1 does before the opening song plays

Black screen that reads a text "Hollywood 1995"

a pan down to the Orpheum's overhead sign that reads "SUNSET CURVE SOLD OUT"

cut to the interior with Rose finishing up her cleaning when a stage manager calls out: "Sunset Curve!" to which Bobby abruptly stops his pacing back and forth to look up. he and Rose look at each other. music swells until...

cut to him running onto the alleyway, "are they still not finished eating? those gluttons are dead to me i swear—" he cuts off his own words when he sees the boys getting dragged onto stretchers. but we, the audience, don't see it. just a close up of bobby as the ambulance lights reflects his face. rose comes up behind him, still clutching their t-shirt.

[i honestly have no idea if Bobby should get on stage because it just proves Luke's theory of The Orpheum's opening bands eventually becoming big & successful so it'll explain the Trevor Wilson fame even though at first he only did it for the boys, or if he shouldn't because according to the article Julie googled he ran away immediately after they were pronounced in the scene] but either way, this is how the opening starts.

then it progresses to Rose and Bobby respectively having children so they could parallel each other blah blah

8. Julie plays a simple song on the piano while the guys watch her in awe

Storytelling through Props

let's dive deep into Rose's luggage/suitcase and use the props to head for Julie's emotional attachment with them

they already did it with the wardrobe: Rose wears the black leather vest in the pilot while Julie wears the same thing in EP 6

add depth to the characters' relationships like us finding out Julie's multilayered necklace is actually a gift from Carrie or something

SOYON ANN YOU'RE A GIFT FROM GOD. Bobby's necklace is present in both young and old!him

**Rose in flashback scenes should be wearing clothes we've already seen Julie in Season 1 just for greater effect.

The Bobby Conflict

definitely needs to be brought up again by Season 2; they only discarded somewhere in the middle because more pressing matters like the boys' existence blipping away was pushed to the forefront of the story

however, The Bobby Conflict changes. it'll be cleared up that he was offered a record deal as a solo artist by a manipulative producer. and given that the poor boy is only 17 (too, maybe), he agrees. what he doesn't know is the contract's fine print: giving up Sunset Curve's royalties

that information clears it up to the audience and the band, so the conflict becomes this: Bobby's Survivor's Guilt. god wouldn't that be so good tackling that in a kids'/family show.

[phantomwriter95]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Julie and The Phantoms (TV 2020) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alex Mercer/Willie (Julie and The Phantoms), Reggie Peters/Bobby Shaw | Trevor Wilson, Julie Molina/Luke Patterson, Flynn Taylor/Carrie Wilson Characters: Alex Mercer (Julie and The Phantoms), Willie (Julie and The Phantoms), Luke Patterson (Julie and The Phantoms), Reggie Peters (Julie and The Phantoms), Bobby Shaw | Trevor Wilson, Carrie Wilson, Flynn Taylor, Caleb Covington, Carlos Molina, Ray Molina, Rose Molina Additional Tags: Bobby Shaw is Not Trevor Wilson, Everyone Is Alive, Good Caleb Covington Series: Part 3 of Julie and the Lifeguards Summary:

It's summer time at the Hollywood Pool Club, the gang is all here, and love is in the air! Time for the highly anticipated Willex meet-cute!

Part three of a collection of fics from my alive AU where Sunset Curve + Willie work at the HPC, the country club owned by the (not evil, just eccentric) Caleb Covington, and where Julie and Flynn spend their time during the summer break. Fics will be cute, fluff filled stories featuring various couples: Juke, Willex, Boggie, and Flarrie.

[chickwiththepurpleguitar]

Gonna accumulate a new taglist cause I don’t wanna assume that everyone who was into my fics 2 years ago is back in this jatp obsession with me.

So…. Like this post if you wanna be tagged when I post new jatp fics? With the understanding that I might post like 5 in a row today.

[innytoes]

uhm... 👉👈 Ray hitman AU? maybe? if you were up for it? pretty pretty please? 🙏

-For those who don't know I made a shitpost about Ray being a hitman because I looked up housing prices in Los Feliz (and how medical debt works) and SIR HOW THE HELL DO YOU AFFORD THAT HOUSE ON A PHOTOGRAPHER'S SALARY.

-It starts when one of the Petal Pushers has a very abusive, stalker ex. She had tried everything, but even with a restraining order, it isn't enough. Law enforcement just shrugs and suggests she moves (again) after 'someone' breaks into her house, ransacks it and kills her cat.

-It's not like Rose and Ray meant to kill him. But it's what happens. They manage to make it look like an accident. They never tell Violet, but deep down she knows.

-Somehow word gets around and they suddenly have a booming side hustle of taking out abusive spouses, partners, exes, stalkers, etc.

-Ray starts to take on the most of the wet work, with Rose doing the research and being his alibi.

-He's always been a great shot. He won Rose so many stuffed animals at carnival shooting games that they had to start donating them to shelters.

-They do have very strict rules on who they work with and who their targets are. Ray gets very good at stalking people with a giant long distance tele-lens. Both the people who hire them (to make sure they're telling the truth) and the targets.

-The prices they charge vary, and they even have perfected the scheme of 'take out life insurance on him and we get half of the pay out' for people who are in a bad financial situation. Those are trickier because he has to make the deaths look like an accident.

-Listen I'm not saying a few of the plants in Rose's Plant Wall in the studio are toxic. Of course they aren't, they have children running around in there.

-The ones under the grow-light in the attic though....

-He tells everyone he's a photographer but really, he only knows how to work the tele-lens. Rose jokes he could become the world's greatest paparazzi if he wanted to.

-Rarely does he get up close and personal with the targets, but he did made an exception once when 'My Ex Is An Abusive Scumbag number 87' really, really wanted Ray to know the client was right by going after his kid from his first marriage, because his favourite target (their client) wasn't there to take his rage out on.

-He starts hitting the gym after that because it was a liiiiittle too close for comfort.

-As spoken by @floating-in-the-blue: THAT'S WHY HE'S SO FIRM.

-They buy a big house and have money to send the kids to summer camp and fancy music school and the likes. When people ask he just smiles and shrugs and said he signed an NDA so he can't talk about most of his Big Photography Clients.

-Carlos and Julie think their dad is the biggest goober and he totally is. He forgets where he put his phone because he's too busy with the 700 other details of his job. He can tell if any of the parts of his work-toolbox have been moved even a millimeter.

-Just imagine Reggie like: wow Ray really does a lot of research about his photography clients, I wonder if it's like an engagement shoot or something.

-IT WAS NOT AN ENGAGEMENT SHOOT. There was a shooting, though.

-He's a little shell-shocked but still follows Ray down to where he meets the client to promise her it's done, and she cries and tells him thank you and mentions some of the awful things the guy has done or threatened to do, and then he gets it.

-They stage it to look like a break-in gone wrong. Reggie helps knock some shit over when they're distracted like: he's a ghost there are no finger prints. He stays after Ray leaves and watches the woman 'come home' and call the cops. She's either a really good actress, or the tears are just more tears of relief.

-He's really, really glad the abusive guy didn't come back as a ghost though, that would have been so awkward.

-Reggie decides that Julie can never, ever know.

[severelightpainterangel]

I’m really enjoying this show! I love the relationship Julie has with her dad and brother it’s rare you see single dads in tv shows. Flynn is easily becoming one of my favorite characters definitely a great best friend and the music this episode was great as well

Really glad I gave this show a chance

[legolasghosty]

idk how to actually ask prompts or if ur still doing these (feel free to delete this one if ur not) but i have this scenario in my head where Ray take his 4y/o Julie to the park with his wife and a 5y/o Reggie comes by his back "Dad! Dad, look what i found!...you're not my dad." and Reggie can't actually find his dad

Hello Anon! Yes still taking prompts, sorry this took so long! Irl things were taking too much energy so I've been really slow on the prompt fills. I hope this finds you well! And I hope this matches up with what you were thinking, it's a really good idea!!!

TW: Implied child abuse and neglect.

"Swing, swing!" Julie exclaims, pulling at her parents' hands as the playground comes into view.

Ray laughs. "Of course, mija, we can do swings," he tells his 4-year-old daughter.

"Might have to just be you on that one though," Rose tells him, glancing down at the baby strapped to her chest. "I think Carlos is starting to wake up."

Ray leans over to peck her on the cheek. "Of course, I got it."

"Swing!" Julie cries again, more insistent this time.

Ray chuckles and allows her to tug him towards the tall, metal swing set. Julie clambers up onto one of the seats and Ray ducks around the chains to get behind her.

"Ready, Julie?" he asks, placing one hand on her back.

"Yes!" Julie cheers.

"Ready, set, go!" Ray calls as he pushes her forward.

His daughter giggles as she flies through the air, first up and then back down towards Ray. He can't help but echo the sound as he pushes her higher and higher. Not too high, she's only 4 after all, but enough to give her that magical feeling of weightlessness that Ray misses from his own childhood.

He glances over at one point to see Rose going down the little slide with a gurgling Carlos in her arms. He wishes he had his camera on him so he could get a picture of it. Ah well, another time.

Julie protests when he misses a push so he turns back to his little girl. Her ponytail is bouncing all over as she tips her head back. Ray thanks God every day that Rose knows how to handle her curls. He wouldn't have the faintest clue where to even start with them.

"Dad! Dad, look what I found!" someone yells from behind him.

Ray thinks nothing of it until he feels a small hand tugging on his black and green overshirt. He looks down to see a little boy, probably a little older than Julie, with dark, straight hair that falls over his eyes. Through the fringes, Ray can see the boy's delight and excitement quickly turn to confusion.

"W-wait, you're not my dad," the boy stutters, stepping back quickly.

"It's okay, no worries," Ray assures the boy, giving him a wide smile. He scans the playground quickly. "Is that your dad over there?" he asks, pointing to a man sitting beside the sandbox who looked to be around his build.

The boy squints, then shakes his head. "No, that's not him," he responds. He stares around at all the grown-ups there, and Ray can see him getting tenser with every passing second.

Ray drops into a squat so he can be on eye level with the kid. "Well how about I help you find your dad?" he offers, smiling.

The boy seems unsure. "Mom wouldn't like that," he mutters, dropping his eyes to the ground.

Stranger Danger, Ray thinks. He's glad the kid is cautious at least. "I bet your mom will just be relieved that they found you," he reassures the boy. He holds out a hand. "I'm Ray."

"Reggie," the boy says. He hesitates, then reaches out to shake Ray's hand in his tiny one.

"Who're you?" Julie asks suddenly, jumping off her now slowed swing to run up beside Ray.

"This is Reggie," Ray tells her. "We're gonna help him find his dad."

"Okay!" Julie agrees, grinning through her crooked front teeth. She turns to Reggie. "Hi, I'm Julie, this is my dad!"

Reggie returns her grin slowly. "Hi Juwie."

"Ju-lee," she corrects, giggling.

Reggie goes red. "Sorry, sorry," he stutters, his smile gone and his eyes widening.

Ray frowns at that reaction. Who was teaching a kid this young to be this upset over a simple mistake? Lots of the kids in Julie's preschool class had done the same thing.

"It's okay," Julie says, suddenly alarmed. She darts forward and wraps her arms around Reggie's shoulders.

Reggie seems startled by the hug, but after a second he returns it. Ray's chest feels warm at how Julie has so easily made the boy relax.

When Julie lets him go, Ray clears his throat and glances around the playground again. "Reggie, what's your dad's name?" he asks, getting back to the task at hand. The boy's parents must be frantic at not being able to find him.

Reggie frowns, thinking. "Well most of the grown-ups call him Rob, but mom calls him a word I got in trouble for saying at kindergarten."

Ray doesn't let himself dwell on that second part. "Okay, Rob then. What's your last name?"

"Peters."

Julie smiles. "That's my teacher's name."

Ray chuckles. "Well Julie, Peter is your teacher's first name. It's Reggie's last name. Like how your last name is Molina," he explains.

He racks his brain. He can't think of a Rob Peters that lives in their neighborhood, and that's most of who comes to this park. "Do you know your dad's phone number?" he asks Reggie.

Reggie shakes his head. "He gets mad if I ask about his phone."

Ray isn't sure what to do with that information. He just knows he doesn't like it. But that will have to wait. "Okay, that's okay Reggie," he assures the boy. "Where was the last place you saw him?"

"By the slide," Reggie answers, pointing. "We came over here in the truck and he took me to play."

"Your dad brought you here, but he's not here now?" Ray clarifies.

Reggie nods silently, biting his bottom lip. "He likes hiding sometimes, but I'm really good at finding him."

Ray makes a mental note to mention this to Victoria later. His sister-in-law is a social worker. Hopefully Reggie is just blowing things out of proportion because he's young and doesn't have a solid grasp on the world yet, but he'd rather be safe than sorry. Would rather Reggie be safe.

"Okay, well what does your truck look like?" he asks. "Is it still here?"

"It's blue, Dad uses it for work," Reggie tells him, looking around for the vehicle. His brow furrows. "Where's the truck?"

Ray spots the first tear escaping from the boy's eye. Julie must see it too, because she takes a couple of steps forward and pulls Reggie into another hug.

"Don't worry, my Papi is super good at finding stuff," she tells him. Then she laughs. "Unless it's his keys. Mami always has to find them for him."

Reggie lets out a watery chuckle at that. "My mom never finds things for my dad," he says. "She just yells right back at him."

"Everything okay over here?" Rose inquires, walking up to them with Carlos balanced on her hip.

Reggie retreats behind Julie, but Ray offers his wife a worried smile. "Don't worry, Reggie, this is Julie's mom, Rose," he tells the boy. "Reggie can't find his dad," he explains, rising to his feet.

"Oh no," Rose murmurs, frowning.

"I think his dad might have left him here," Ray adds in a hushed tone so only she can hear. "His truck is gone and Reggie said that his dad likes hiding from him."

"He doesn't know a phone number or an address?" Rose questions, mirroring his volume.

Ray shakes his head. "His dad's name is Rob Peters, and he drives a blue truck, but that's all I know. If he doesn't show up soon, we might have to call the police."

Rose winces. "I hope it doesn't come to that," she says. Then she smiles down at Reggie and Julie. "Well, I have some snacks in my bag," she tells the kids. "Why don't we all sit down and have something to eat. Your dad will probably be back any minute, Reggie."

Both children brighten immediately at the word 'snacks' and Ray thanks heaven for the millionth time for granting him the privilege of being married to Rose Molina. His wife leads them all over to a bench, where she'd left her large purse. She produces crackers and string cheese after a minute of digging around. Ray and Rose had learned soon after having Julie that the number one rule of having little kids was to always have food on hand.

Reggie takes some string cheese and starts tearing it open happily. Julie grabs for the crackers. Carlos whines a little and Rose laughs.

"Don't worry, you can eat too, mijo," she tells him, unbuttoning her shirt enough that he can nurse.

Ray chuckles and settles on the ground with the kids, listening to their very serious discussion about the merits of different snack foods. He wonders if Reggie lives close enough that the two could play together again, under less stressful circumstances. They were getting along pretty well so far.

Just then, Ray hears someone yelling. He looks up to see a man storming towards the playground. The guy might be taller than Ray, and definitely a lot broader. Rose, Reggie, and Julie notice the commotion a moment later.

"Dad!" Reggie exclaims, jumping up. "Dad, I'm over here!"

The man, Rob Peters apparently, turns slowly. His angry expression doesn't soften when he sees his son. "What're you doing over there?!" he demands, crossing his arms. "What have I told you about talking to strangers."

Reggie hangs his head. "I'm sorry, they were being nice," he mumbles.

"I don't care," Rob Peters snaps. "Get in the car."

Ray finally unfreezes and jumps to his feet. "Ah, you must be Reggie's dad," he says, taking a step towards the man and trying for a friendly smile. "I'm Ray, we were helping Reg-"

"I don't care who you are," Rob Peters barks. He takes a few steps forward and grabs Reggie by the arm. "We're going home, kid."

And then they're gone before Ray can get another word out. Reggie manages a little wave over his shoulder. Ray slowly turns back to his family to find them all staring after Reggie as well. Rose glances back at him and their eyes lock.

Ray knows they're in agreement. They're going to mention this to Victoria soon.

[pupsmailbox]

STARTING WITH R

MASCULINE︰ radcliff. radclyffe. raeburn. rafael. raiden. rain. raine. ralf. ralph. ralphie. ramsey. randal. randall. randell. randolf. randolph. randy. ranulph. raphael. raul. raven. ray. rayan. rayden. raylan. raymond. raymund. raynard. rayner. read. reagan. reagen. red. redd. reece. reed. reese. reg. regan. reggie. reginald. reid. reign. remington. remy. ren. reuben. rev. rex. rexx. reynard. reynold. rhett. rhys. ricardo. rich. richard. richie. rick. rickey. ricki. rickie. ricky. ridge. ridley. rigby. riley. ripley. river. rob. robbie. robby. robert. roberto. robin. rocco. rocky. rod. roddy. roderick. rodge. rodger. rodolph. rodrigo. roger. roland. rolland. rolph. roman. romeo. ron. ronald. ronan. ronin. ronnie. ronny. roosevelt. rory. ross. rowan. rowen. rowland. rowley. rox. roy. royal. royale. royce. roydon. ruben. rudolph. rudy. rufus. rupert. russ. russel. russell. rusty. ry. ryan. ryder. ryker. rylan. ryland. rylee. ryley. rylie.

FEMININE︰ rabecca. racen. rachel. rachelle. rae. raegan. raelee. raelyn. raelynn. ramona. raquel. raven. raya. rayla. rayna. rayne. reagan. reagen. rebecca. rebekah. reese. regina. reign. reina. remi. remington. remy. renata. renee. renley. reyna. rhea. riley. ripley. rita. river. rivka. robin. robyn. romina. rory. rosa. rosalia. rosalie. rosalina. rosalyn. rose. roselyn. rosemary. rosie. rowan. rowyn. roxanne. royalty. ruby. rue. ruth. ryan. rylee. ryleigh. rylie.

NEUTRAL︰ racer. radio. rain. rainbow. raine. rainer. rainyr. rake. raleigh. ram. ramsey. rank. ransom. raspberry. rat. raven. ray. rayan. raylan. rayleigh. rayne. razor. ready. reagan. reaper. reason. rebel. red. redo. reece. reed. reef. reese. rei. reign. rejoice. relic. remedi. remedy. remi. remington. remy. ren. renegade. reon. replay. reset. revel. revenge. revolve. rey. rhodes. rhys. rhythm. rian. rich. rickets. riddle. ridge. ridley. rift. riley. rio. riot. ripley. risen. risk. rite. river. robin. robyn. rocket. rocky. rodeo. rogue. rome. ronnie. roost. rory. rose. rosemary. rotem. rowan. rowdy. rowen. rowyn. royal. ruby. ruin. runaway. rush. russet. ryan. ryatt. ryder. rye. rylan. ryland. rylen.

[writerownstory]

found family🫶🏼

kind of a Juke blurb, kind of JATP being a found family from a scene in a WIP I was working on & this no longer fits in the original WIP, but it’s too cute of a scene to never be shared. so here it is. happy juke jeudi!

~

“Oh man, I’m so excited to sleep in my own bed for a couple nights,” Reggie sighed, throwing himself down on the couch in the band’s dressing room.

“You mean you won’t miss sleeping in bunks with Alex and Luke?” Julie asked as she sat at the vanity to begin taking her stage makeup off.

“I mean I love cuddling as much as the next guy but nothing compares to my own bed,” Reggie said with a shrug before he braced himself for Alex’s incoming pillow.

“Julie is more fun to cuddle than you two anyway,” he said, pressing a kiss to Julie’s hair.

Alex looked unbothered as he carefully packed his drumsticks away. “Julie is a better cuddler than you anyway.”

Luke whipped around to meet his girlfriend’s gaze in the mirror. “Have you been cuddling other people that aren’t me?!”

His dramatics got another giggle out of her exactly as planned. “Sometimes they need a hug too,” she said innocently.

“They?! You’ve been cuddling Reggie too??”

“There’s a reason I didn’t object to either statement about Julie being the superior cuddle buddy of this band,” Reggie said from behind him.

Luke narrowed his eyes at her in the mirror again. “You’ve betrayed me.” He watched as she finished taking her makeup off and slowly shifted to get out of her chair. “Oh no you don’t!”

He pulled her up out of the chair despite her attempts to resist, and after a brief struggle—because Ray and Rose Molina did not raise a quitter��Luke threw her over his shoulder. “Say goodbye to your fellow traitors.” He turned so she could see Reggie and Alex.

“Bye fellow traitors,” she laughed. “See you in a few days.”

Reggie and Alex said their goodbyes before Luke stormed out of the dressing room with his girlfriend still giggling over his shoulder, only making feeble attempts to get down.

[daintyduck99]

Ray Molina + couches (sorry not sorry)

“So, what's up with all of the couches?”

Ray doesn't startle; it's taken practice. He smiles at the plucky ghost boy who's now lounging on the couch opposite of Ray's.

“Rose always liked to have a full house.”

Reggie goes from looking sunny to sorry that he'd asked, but Ray's smile never falters, and he leans forward as he adds,

“She'd be glad you boys are using them.”

[breakaway71]

u said in ur death of a fandom post ur writing a bunch of jatp fic still. curious what fics ur writing rn?

LOL uh...well, if you've been to my blog at all, you probably saw a lot of some of them recently. But, sure. Here's a breakdown of pretty much all my main WIPs for the fandom. Almost all of them are trending towards a minimum 10k. Some are quite a lot longer. * Lonely Souls sequel, Reggie/Julie, takes place a couple months after the original * A new addition to the 88 mph (take off, last stop) verse, spans the bridge between Julie leaving 1995 and returning to her regular time, from Ray's POV. Primarily Ray/Rose, but will have some Ray/Reggie as well, particularly at the end. * Crossover with Voltron, canon-adjacent (honestly probably canon-compliant for both, at least to a point?), spans the timeline between both universes, Reggie/Keith. (I tragically lost all my hand-written notes for this one a couple years back and never really recovered after that, but I refuse to give up on it.) * Crossover with Back to the Future, essentially canon-compliant for both universes, Marty/Luke rivals-to-lovers shenanigans * Reggie-centric canon-divergent vampire fic, almost definitely gen * mer!Reggie fic, canon-compliant, Reggie/Julie There are several other more nebulous ideas lurking around my WIP folder(s), and a couple smaller one-shot/timestamp things as well, but this is the bulk of the bigger projects right now. :) Side note: the other way you can tell that I am more serious about my JATP writing is that every single story listed above has a real title (I didn't list them here, but trust me, they have them). Almost none of my WIPs in any other fandom actually have titles. 😂

[invisibleraven]

Keeping Spirits Bright

Day 14: Letters + Ray/Rose/Reggie <=AO3

1995

Hey guys,

I can’t believe it’s been five months. Seems like forever and just yesterday that I said goodbye. Dr. Butler said I should write to you, to help process my grief. I think she’d rather I write you each a letter, but this one is hard enough-I don’t know that I have it in me to do two more. 

It’s Christmas right now-though I’m not much in the mood to celebrate. Ray and Rose have made an effort-spending money they don’t have to get a real tree and a nice meal. But it still doesn’t erase you guys not being there next to me in your stupid paper hats and getting drunk off eggnog. 

It’s hard to be merry when my life is so broken. I’ve been trying to function since Ray and Rose pulled me back from the brink, but it’s still harder more days than not. 

I tried to go visit your folks-check up on them. Lex, your parents wouldn’t see me, but I saw Livvie and she’s dealing. She gave me a hug, and I may have held on for a moment too long, but she wasn’t letting go either, so I think it was for you as much as me. 

Lu…I think this year was worse. Last year your mom knew you were out there. This year-she just cried. I think she might wonder why it’s me sitting there, eating her cookies and not you. I feel so guilty about that-even though Pepper said I shouldn’t. I left you some of the cookies-they’re too salty for me anyways. 

Bobbers I see Lola all the time. She has no one else-and she likes having someone to fuss over. She has the garage just as we left it but neither of us can go out there. She wanted to come with me today, wish you all a Merry Christmas, but she broke her hip earlier this fall and it’s harder for her to get around.

God how do I end this? 

I miss you. I love you. I hope you’re having a rocking holiday in Heaven. 

Reg

2003

Hey guys,

Guess what? I’m gonna be a dad!

I know, who on Earth would let me procreate with them? 

Well, technically , the baby is Ray’s but Rose and him assured me I am still in every way this kid’s dad. I am so scared and excited and yak in a bowl anxious. I can’t wait!

We want to wait until they’re born to see the gender and decide on a name, so that is killing me just a little. But I get to decorate the nursery-I have some really fun ideas involving yellows and greens-maybe a springtime scene since Rose is due right around Easter. 

Bobby you might hate me for it, but your old room is finally getting painted. We kept the house the same for so long, but finally Rose put her foot down and insisted we make it our own. So room by room we’ve taken over. Celia left us a lot of stuff-including all her couches, which is great because me, Rose, and Ray have a tendency to break ours. 

I love them so much you guys-wanton destruction and all. 

Anyways, you don’t want to hear about that. My latest album is going well-I know none of you were country fans, but it suits me, getting to perform again, even if I would hang up my spurs in a second to be jamming out with you guys again.(No Alex, I do not have actual spurs, Rose nixed that idea straight away). There’s talk of a small tour but I told Marci, my agent, that I had to be back in time for the baby to come, so we’ll see. 

Livvie is doing well Alex, finally a doctor, just like she dreamed. Patrick just started preschool, and gosh he’s cute! I don’t get to see them much, but me and Olivia send letters, and she always sends a photo with her Christmas card. 

Celia loves the home she’s in Bobby-she has pictures of you everywhere, and your lolo as well. Even some of the band! But she’s got lots of friends, and seems to be doing great. I see her every other Sunday for tea, and we reminisce, but also chat-old ladies still have the juiciest gossip you know?

Lu your folks are much the same as the last time I visited-I worry about them you know? They don’t want to talk to anybody, just keep functioning and mourning, and I feel so bad. Especially when I tell them about my life-I think they just wonder what would have become of you. It makes me feel so guilty-which Pepper just sighs at me about, but she gets it. I-I don't go as much as I should, but I always check up on them around the holidays. Still get the same cookies-every year they are a little less salty, like they contain less tears. Hope you don’t mind-I ate a few on the way here. 

So that’s it-my update for the year. It was…I don’t want to say easier, because it’s never easier writing to you three. Wishing you were here with me, joshing me about being a part of a throuple, about becoming a dad. Giving me all sorts of grief for the hat-because yes, I do have the hat. 

But then-if you guys were here, would I have any aspect of this life? I don’t know, and I don’t know how to feel about that.  Sad, maybe, because as much as I love you, I don’t know if I would give this-my new family, my unborn child, my thriving career-up for you. Maybe that’s growth. Maybe it’s me being selfish. 

I still miss you all, but…I think you’d want me to be happy, to keep on living for you. We’ll be together again someday. Until then, keep my bass tuned, and see if you can come up with a sequel to Get Lost for me to really wail on.

Love you all,

Reg

2020

Twenty five years. Where does the time go? 

It has been… a while since I wrote one of these. Been a long time since I felt the need to honestly. I still miss you all like crazy you know. And it’s harder this year without Rose, but maybe she’s up there with you, rocking out, or just swapping embarrassing Reggie stories-both equally possible. Maybe that’s why the letter. 

Julie is doing better-she formed some new band with a bunch of holograms? I haven’t seen them perform yet-stupid touring schedule, but apparently they’re great. But of course they are, they’re playing with Julie-but maybe that’s just my dad bias peeking through. 

Carlos is on track to being a superstar on his baseball team. I’ve been to as many games as I’ve been able to, but again, the life of a country superstar is a bit of a busy one. But Ray sends me videos for all the ones I miss, and that’s been amazing, especially since I was the one who taught him to throw a pitch. 

It’s so weird being a dad you know? 

I think about your folks in that respect-God knows my own were not a good role model on how to parent. And I know you guys all had issues with your own families, but I guess I have a different perspective now. 

I still send holiday cards to Livvie-Patrick is in college now, Lexie, pursuing Classics, you’d be so proud. He tried to learn drums, but oooof he was bad . But he and his boyfriend are the cutest, and it’s so nice to see how different life is for them than it was for you. I wish you could be here for it-watch you blush and freak at Pride, and maybe find yourself that good guy you deserve. 

I visit Celia every time I come to see you guys-Bobbers I hope she found you, that she’s looking after you. I hit a hard time when she passed-like she was the last part of my connection to you. But I know she wouldn’t want me to live in sadness; that’s why she gave me the house. You would love how bright and happy it is now-full of love and with a million couches that you could stretch out on. 

Lu I tried to keep in touch with your folks, but they are still stuck in the past. They still celebrate your birthday, still have your room just like you left it. I tried giving them Pepper’s number but I doubt they used it. It breaks my heart every time, but I feel like I have to check up on them. Let them talk about you, or just sit quietly. I did learn to knit though, which has been a godsend on long bus rides or plane flights. Though you are the only one who wears beanies in LA. 

Wore. Damn, didn’t even catch that. 

Okay, I have to end this letter, I’m almost home, and all I want to do is sleep, and I’ll deliver this letter tomorrow after a long nap and some family time. 

Still love you guys, forever and always. 

Reg

[regrettable-username]

it comforts me to know that if the boys hadn't died then they probably would've been good friends with rose well into adulthood, and reggie probably would've been actual best friends with ray. the thought just brings me joy

[phantomwriter95]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Julie and The Phantoms (TV 2020) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Julie Molina/Luke Patterson, Reggie Peters/Bobby Shaw | Trevor Wilson, Flynn Taylor/Carrie Wilson, Alex Mercer/Willie (Julie and The Phantoms) Characters: Julie Molina, Luke Patterson (Julie and The Phantoms), Reggie Peters (Julie and The Phantoms), Flynn Taylor, Alex Mercer (Julie and The Phantoms), Willie (Julie and The Phantoms), Bobby Shaw | Trevor Wilson, Carlos Molina, Ray Molina, Rose Molina, Carrie Wilson, Caleb Covington Additional Tags: Bobby Shaw is Not Trevor Wilson, Everyone Is Alive, Good Caleb Covington Series: Part 2 of Julie and the Lifeguards Summary:

It's summer time at the Hollywood Pool Club, the gang is all here, and love is in the air! Time for a Juke meet-cute round two! Or will it turn into a meet disaster...?

Part two of a collection of fics from my alive AU where Sunset Curve + Willie work at the HPC, the country club owned by (the not evil, just eccentric) Caleb Covington, and where Julie and Flynn spend their time during the summer break. Fics will be cute, fluff filled stories featuring various couples: Juke, Willex, Boggie, and Flarrie.

[revolutionsingingintherainnn]

what if crossing over means being born again?

imagine, maybe two or three years after the boys have crossed over, and ray tells carlos and julie that he’d like to fill that empty space at the table, not to replace rose, but just so the house doesn’t feel as empty as it does, and at first they think that ray has found someone, but ray actually just wants to adopt a child. julie and carlos are excited and they go to the adoption centre, to see kids and do paperwork and stuff.

they get a boy. two year old, left by his parents because they were barely paying attention to the child and they were always fighting. when ray asks what they should name him, since his parents never did, julie says “reggie, short for reginald” and carlos knows why she said that because he knows about the ghosts, and he agrees.

so, they name the boy Reggie. and little Reggie is always making jokes, is always making others laugh, and he pretends to play the guitar, and he’s happy. and julie is so happy that she’s able to give this reggie the happy home life that he deserves and her reggie didn’t get one.

and then tia victoria adopts another boy. she needs something to keep her going, and there’s only so much that she can hover over her sister’s family. the boy loves baby pink, and he’s got the most beautiful blonde hair, and he’s quiet mostly, but he’s sarcastic when he does talk, and it always makes victoria laugh. she names him “alex” it just seemed fitting.

and trevor adopts a boy after ray adopts a kid, and he names his “luke” because he misses his best friend and he feels guilty. and carrie and julie become friends again because carrie doesn’t know how to take care of a baby, and julie has experience.

and julie watches the boys grow up in a house way more loving than the ones they had, and they become a band again, and they become the legends that they never got to be.

[innytoes]

For the generated AUs, I got Supernatural Is Known AU + Orphanage AU ^^

Okay but Caleb Covington's Home For Extraordinary Orphans. He's not exactly evil, but after 20-plus years of dealing with everything from mermaids to were-elephants, he is Grumpy.

The Molinas always wanted a big family. Most Werewolves do. Something about a big pack just makes them happy. Not all of them turn, Julie and Victoria don't, but Rose, Ray, and Carlos do. (There have been So Many Arguments in the past about Carlos chewing on Julie's shoes.)

Except Rose found out that after her cancer, she wouldn't be able to have any more kids. They'd been trying for some time but hadn't had any more after Carlos, and now there was no more chance to have any at all. They mourn for a year, before talking it over as a family and deciding that pack is pack and they don't need to be blood related to be family. When Julie is fourteen and Carlos is ten, they finally get approved to adopt.

Victoria goes with them, if only to make sure they don't 'bite off more than they can chew'.

They meet a lot of kids, and just like Victoria expected, they want to take home Everyone. She has to be the voice of reason that no, they do not have a big enough back yard to convert into a lake to adopt that mermaid girl. And adopting Willie, the raccoon shifter, was a terribly unsafe idea because Carlos still hadn't learned to control his chasing-prey instinct. Do they not remember the ordeal with the Henderson's cat?

Eventually, Carlos and Julie come running up to their parents, dragging just about the palest young boy Rose has ever seen.

"Mami, this is Reggie!" Carlos proudly proclaims. "He likes dogs and music and pizza so he has to be our big brother."

Reggie is a sixteen year old vampire who is just grateful he got turned after he was allowed to drive. It's better than being fourteen for the rest of his (after)life, that would be rough. Oh shoot sorry Julie. It gets better, he promises.

Ray and Rose are just so charmed by Reggie and the way he naturally fell into a big brother role for Julie and Carlos that they decide yes, they will adopt a sixteen year old vampire. No they do not care that he won't age. Once he actually matures mentally into adulthood (which vampires do, just a lot slower than than humans) they will help him get emancipated.

Victoria is not there to talk them out of it. Victoria, in fact, is in Caleb's office, getting the paperwork done to adopt Willie.

("What? I said it was dangerous for him to be around Carlos until he gets his prey instinct under control during the full moon. I don't turn, my prey instinct is fine! The only thing I hunt is a good bargain.")

So they take Reggie and Willie home, and things are great. Willie and Reggie were friends at the orphanage, they get together for Family Dinners every Friday except on Full Moons, everything is great. Reggie fits in really well and admits that even before he was turned ten years ago, he didn't have a great family, so having two parents that care about him is really nice.

Except sometimes Reggie acts in a way that can't be attributed to being a vampire, or adopted, or maybe a little traumatised from spending ten years in an orphanage run by a grumpy werepanther. He zones out, and sometimes he talks to himself, or laughs at nothing. Ray and Rose love Reggie, and are fully willing to support their new son and all his quirks (Ray immediately started learning about Star Wars when he realised Reggie was obsessed), but they also want to make sure this isn't anything mental illness related that will hurt him.

So they talk about getting Reggie evaluated, about asking Doctor Turner if she has any recommendations for therapists who specialise in vampirism... But Reggie overhears them.

And then Rose overhears Reggie. Talking to himself in his room again. Except this time it's not under his breath.

"No dude, don't worry about it. I'll just... I'll make something up. I mean, you've always said that I might be autistic, maybe we can just... Nobody's going to find out and send you back, I promise."

Which is of course when Rose pushed open the door before adopting a now Very Familiar Pose to Reggie. The Mom Pose. Hands on her hips, eyebrow raised.

The boy on Reggie's bed slowly started going invisible again, and Rose pointed at him. "Don't you dare!"

He stops fading out of view. He looks to be about Reggie's age.

"Can you just turn invisible, or are you a ghost?" Rose asks. "Because if I find out you've been letting someone go hungry under our roof, Reginald, you are grounded, mister."

"I'm a ghost," the boy in the bed said. "I'm so sorry, it's just that, you were taking Reggie, and your sister was taking Willie, and they're all I have and I just couldn't stay there and I'm so so sorry..."

The more he talks the more solid he looks and Rose is not sure if that's a good thing or not, so she just interrupts him. "Right, we need to call Caleb right now."

"No, don't send him back!" Reggie said. "Send me back instead, please, you'll love Alex, he's great, he's funny and cool and he likes music and pizza too. I mean he can't eat it anymore but-"

"We're not sending anyone back," Rose promises, wrapping Reggie in a hug and hovering a hand near Alex' shoulder. "But we do have to arrange some paperwork so Ray and I don't get brought up on any kidnapping charges, alright?"