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Back to Work

Summary:  Zephyr meets teacher

Pairings:  Zephyr/Veda/Rosie X Story/Carter

Rating:  mild

Warnings:  mentions of a drug overdose, drinking, mild language, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  2.1K

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“Good morning,” Zephyr walks into the kitchen, handing Rosie over to his mom, and sits Veda onto a stool, before sitting down beside her.  “Ooh, Gimpa is making pancakes,” with a little giggle, Veda reaches over to her dad, wanting to get in his lap.  

“Rosie Osie, are you hungry?” Story asks her youngest granddaughter who moves her hand up and down over her belly.  “Okay, okay, Gimpa is finishing up.  Z, I was wanting to talk to you about my old dance studio.  You can say no, but I think both girls could benefit from taking dance.”

“Dance?  Or ballet?”

“I wanna be a ballerina!  Gaga got me tutus, but she won’t let me wear her tiara.”

Zephyr smiles at his mom before blowing raspberries on her neck, “That’s because she’s saving that for when her daughters get married.  You’re asking to wear the wrong tiara.  That one has real diamonds on it.”

“Gaga, can I be a ballerina?” Veda’s little legs wiggle around, and Story was just happy that Veda’s mother hadn’t been brought up yet.  

“Of course.  I can always make sure you get to practice, but I was also informed they want to do some renovations, and…I might have volunteered you,” Zephyr sighs knowing there was more to this random conversation than his mom originally made it out to be.  “You can always say no.”

“No, I can’t.  You’ve already volunteered me.  So I’ll go and get it renovated, and you’re going to put me on display hoping that some dancer scoops me up.”

“Hehe, daddy, you’re funny.”

“It sure beats going out every Friday night,” she smiles over her mug towards Zephyr, while Carter plates up the pancakes, giving his wife a cheek kiss.  “I’m just saying, you should…”

“Daddy, when is mommy going to call?” Using her two pointer fingers, Rosie pushes them together, mouthing ouch over and over again.  “Daddy, I’m sorry.  I just…I’m sorry,” he gives his daughter the sweetest kiss on her cheek.

“I’ve got to go.”

“Z,” Carter says calmly, “You’re going to eat breakfast with your daughters.  Then you can go to work,” with a single nod of his head, he sits there quietly, but withdrawn.  “Now, Veda, after breakfast, we’ll get you dressed up, and find you a less expensive tiara, okay?”

“Okay, Gimpa, I’m sorry.”

——

Zephyr stares at his daughters asleep in his bed.  He only had an hour or two before Veda would be up, wandering around the castle looking for him.  It was his only time alone.  There were always people running about, but this time of night, everyone had retired to their bed.  Walking downstairs, he stops when he sees his dad at the bar cart pouring two glasses.  

“Sit.”

“Dad, I really don’t want to talk.”

“Sit,” Carter repeats, holding a glass up to his son, and pointing to the plush couch.  “Your mom is asleep in the bed with Audi and Fauna, and you have a baby monitor in your pocket.  We’ve got time to spare.”

He takes a sip of the straight bourbon, and looks out at nothing.  Clenching his teeth for a moment, “You’re pissed off at Piper because she gets to go on and do whatever she wants without consequence.”

“I’m pissed off at Piper because I came home to my baby crying and hitting her mother who passed out.  She had a rash because she hadn’t been changed all day.  I couldn’t find Veda, and when I did she wasn’t moving.  Rosie was still crying, and Veda never moved.  Dad, I thought my daughter was dead.  I thought Piper was, too, and I didn’t care.  The only thing that mattered was my daughters.  Yeah, I’m fucking pissed off that she doesn’t have the decency to get clean and ask about Veda.  Rosie is traumatized and refuses to speak.  We’ve got her signing because of something her mother did to them.”

“Son, I can’t pretend to understand what you’re going through.  What I do know is you’re a good dad,” Zephyr sniffles, and lifts his cup up, completely downing the expensive bourbon.  “But while you’re worrying about your girls, can we not still worry about our son?”

“I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not.  You’re working late hours.  If Veda brings up Piper, you are ready to run away.  You go out every Friday and Saturday night, and…”

“I’m just drinking.  I’m not having sex with anyone.  Ask Illiana and Iclynn.  They always come and pick my drunk ass up.  I just need space.  That’s it.  I need time for me to be alone.  But drinking alone is sad, so I go to a bar.  I sit there, I sometimes talk, sometimes I just drink my beer.  Is it so bad that I want time for myself?  I work, I come home, I’m a dad, I’m a big brother, I spend time with my daughters, I get them ready for bed, I lay in the bed and talk to them, and I get mad that Rosie is two and doesn’t even say daddy.  I need,” Carter stands up, and sits down beside his son, wrapping his arms around him.

“I know what mom is doing, but…I can’t date.  My daughters need me.”

“She’s not asking you to date.  She’s wanting you to get out and do something for yourself.  Your mom only wants to see her babies happy.”

“I’m not.  Dad, I screwed up.  I knew what Piper was doing, and I still wanted another baby.  Do you think…what if it’s more than what happened with Rosie, what if…Piper wasn’t good.  She wasn’t clean.  I even tested Rosie, because I didn’t think she was mine, and…dad, I’m just as guilty.  I should have taken Veda and came home.”

Pulling out of his embrace, he holds Zephyr’s face in both of his hands, wishing he was his always dirty little boy again, “We wouldn’t have Rosie.  She’s making sounds out of her mouth.  She’s happy, and she’s perfect.  You should have seen her today with your mom.  Dance will be good for both of them.  Rosie liked her tutu, and didn't even wanna take it off.  Zeph, everyday is a new day.  Quit dwelling on that ugly past.”

“Veda has anxiety.  She’s five.”

“Yeah, well, that could be a Baizen thing.  I had anxiety at that age, too,” a crackle in the monitor makes Zephyr pull it out of his pocket, and then he hears the whisper of Veda.

“I’m counting to ten, daddy.  I need you to keep me warm.”

“Go to sleep, Z.  Remember, we’re only here to help everyone.”

He runs upstairs before Veda starts wandering through the house.  Story steps out of the bedroom, and walks over to sit beside her husband.  Her hand rubs over his chest, while she leans on his shoulder, “I knew there was a reason I fell in love with you when I first met you.”

“My Queen, there’s no way in the world you remember the first time you met me.”

“I do.  I remember looking at those pretty eyes, Baizen.  You needed me, and I needed you.  Our adult children’s problems are so much worse than our babies.”

“You can’t compare our sons to our daughters.  Otto is thirty.”

“And won’t leave the Hampton house.”

“Shh, just hold me for a minute.  I don’t want to talk about our two sons that never come home.  At least Otto calls.  Brookie…Carter I just got a bad feeling about all that.  He’s up there alone since Annie broke up with him, and…” Carter shushes his wife, and pulls her in closer.  There was nothing they could do about the breakup, or Otto’s resistance to home.  The only thing he could do was hold her right now, and that’s what he wanted to do for the rest of the night.

“Come on, I know two little princesses that are going to be rolled all around that bed.”

——

You pace back and forth in the studio, wondering if it was going to be a good idea to have the little class when the practice room is getting some upgrades.  An alum of the studio had volunteered her son to renovate the space, all for lessons for his daughters.  The Baizen’s.  You had heard about them throughout most of your life.  Boston royalty with enough kids to make a baseball team.  

With a clearing of your mother’s throat, you look towards the door to what you assumed was the grandmother, and two of the cutest little girls, “I’m Story,” she holds her hand out to you, while the toddler in her arms had her fingers crossed, and touches each side of her nose, “And this is Rosie.  She’s non-verbal, but she’s really good at signing, aren’t you, baby?” With a sweet dimpled smile, she nods her head.

“And this is Veda,” the little girl didn’t want to come from behind her grandmother’s leg, but she peeks out from behind it.  “She’s only a little shy.”

“My daddy is going to be here the whole time?”

Looking up at the grandmother, you squat down to the little girl’s level, “Is your daddy the one that’s working on the studio?” She gives you a little nod, using her pointer finger to rub over her nose, “I bet if you listen, you can hear him working.  You see this mirror?  On the other side is another room, your daddy is over there.”

“So if I want him, I can go get him.”

“I hope you have so much fun you won’t even think about him,” she gives you a scowl, and looks up at her grandmother.  “But sure, if you really get to missing him, we can go get him.  But since you and Rosie are here in your leotards, why don’t we go to the barre and warmup.  It’s just us during this class, okay?”

Looking up at Story, Veda drops her hand, and Story puts Rosie down on the ground, and they follow you over to the barre.  You mother and her walk out, and you spend your time teaching them positions.  Getting Veda completely distracted until she hears the hammering.  “Can we go check, just real quick?  I wanna make sure that’s my daddy.”

“We can take a three minute break to check,” Rosie looks up at you with her pouting blue eyes, making grabby hands at you, until you pick her up.  Heading towards the door, Veda grabs your hand in her own, and follows you in the room.  “Remember, it won’t be safe for us to walk in, so we have to stay at the door.

“Okay,” she was an adorable little girl.  Her demeanor had changed when she realized she was going to see her daddy.  Bouncing in her step, and when she spots him, she squeals, “Daddy!  I just had to check and see if it was really you.”

You gulp as the man walks closer to you.  He was huge, tall, and handsome, and had a dangerous smile.  “Hello, my darlings. Have you been doing the toe pointing like Gaga?”

“And the hands.  Daddy, this is teacher.”

“I’m sure it is,” you try to look away, but he had those piercing blue eyes just like the little girls.  He had no right to look this handsome, and you felt guilty for clinging to his daughters, while you were checking him out.  “Daddy has a lot of work to do, so go back with teacher.  When I’m done we’ll go home, okay?”

“Can we get Biscoffs?”

“Yes.  Now, behave Veda.  Muah,” he gives Rosie a kiss, before leaning down to give one to Veda.  He smelled too good.  Way too good, and too expensive.  He had two kids.  He had baggage.  You had no business looking at him.  Or even worrying about who he was.  You were too young for a baby, much less two children, and yet, you wanted to know all about this man.  “Teacher, they’re all yours now.”

“Right,” he smiles at you, and even he had a dimple.  You needed to get back into the room.  “Okay, ladies.  Let’s go back, and do some dancing.”

“Thank you, teacher!” He calls to you as you walk away.  Don’t look at him.  Don't mention that he wasn’t wearing a ring.  Don’t do anything but get back into the studio.  You couldn’t look at him anymore.  But when you looked at his little girls, you saw his exact eyes staring back at you.  Someone in this family really spread the love with their genes.  Shaking your head, you get back into first position.  There was nothing some ballet couldn’t take your mind off the tall thick man.  

“Alright, ladies, back to work,” both girls giggle at you as they try to copy your movements.  It was sad that you had to tell yourself the exact same things.  Back to work.  Put the man out of your mind.  Back to work.

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[georgiapeach30513]

Oh my god. The video of Zephyr and Bambi!!! Who is Bambi?? When do we get to meet her???

😏 well, I realized that none third generation babies had a reader insert. We do know that Z was married before and has two little girls from that marriage; Veda and Rosie. Z left Piper before Rosie was eighteen months old. And it was dramatic and not pleasant. He’s back at the castle. He works with James and Beau.

Veda still has nightmares and a fear of her daddy leaving her like her mother did. She always needs someone with her. And if she can’t see her dad, she will be asking all day where he is. And she loves her daddy’s voice.

Rosie is currently two and nonverbal, so the family relies on sign language to communicate with her. Z has full custody, and since the divorce when Piper didn’t get anything, she has never tried to reach out to her daughters. He is someone who falls HARD and FAST. And his mom did have to put the girls in ballet to give Veda something to do. And Rosie loves the teacher. Miss Bambi is fluent in ASL. And Z Is fluent in ballet and how yo treat a woman. He just needed a good one. But now, he’s not looking for a woman just for him, Bu for his daughters as well.

Need I remind you what Z looks like…

The second biggest Baizen boy, just barely smaller than Raiden.

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Madeline & the Prickly Pear

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Summary:  Z and Otto take Veda and Rosie trick or treating

Pairings:  The Baizen’s

Rating:  🎃🎃

Warnings:  mentions of divorce, mentions of a drug use, mentions of testing, mentions of an estranged mother, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1K

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Zephyr Baizen Masterlist

“Oh!” Story squeals as Veda walks into the kitchen with her costume on.

Twirling around in her Madeline dress, before scratching her nose, “Gaga, do you know where daddy and Froggy are?”

“I think they’re getting dressed, baby,” Veda gives her a little pout, and spins around to go find Zephyr. “You want Gaga to hold you while we wait for them, sweet girl?”

“Where’s Rosie?” Veda always needed confirmation of where her family was ever since Zephyr brought them to the castle, and never went back to Piper. He had tried to help his wife, but now he was officially divorced with full custody of both girls.

“Rosie is with Gimpa,” Veda’s finger scratches at her nose again, and her eyes start to fill up with tears when Otto jumps around the corner. And she starts laughing. “What are you supposed to be?”

“I’m a nun,” he smooths his hands down his side smiling, “Can you have Madeline without her nun?”

“Nope! Froggy get me!” She jumps up, reaching for Otto, until he throws her in the air, “Gaga, I’m okay. Where’s daddy?”

“Squeezing into his costume,” Otto scrunches his nose up, and Veda gives him nose kisses.

Carter carries in a baby Rosie who claps her hands reaching for Story, “Be careful. She’s a bit prickly, honey,” he leans over giving Story a kiss and his wife hugs up on her baby. “Where’s Z? You guys are going to be late.”

“Daddy won’t tell me what his costume is. Froggy!”

“Nope, I was sworn to secrecy. Mom, I think your son is showing off.”

“What do you…” Story snorts as Zephyr walks in. Shoulders back and walking funny. Tight outfit and all as he stands proudly.

“Otts, where’s my wind machine?” He asks, putting his fists on his hips.

“Daddy, you’re wearing tights!” Veda throws her head back laughing, pointing at Zephyr’s costume.

“I am Superman.”

“With tights! Froggy, he’s got tights.”

“I told you he had to squeeze in there.”

“Baizen, we made pretty babies.”

“This is a Superman costume, Veda baby. I am Superman!”

“Daddy! Next year! Next year can you be Peter Pan, and I’m Wendy, and Rosie is Tinkerbell! Please please!”

“But…that actually is tights this is…”

Carter shakes his head looking at Zephyr, “it’s tights, son. It’s tight all over. What are you trying to do bring a new…” Z shakes his head quickly at his dad. Zephyr kept his dating life away from the girls at all costs.

“I am going trick or treating with my favorite daughters,” Veda throws her head back laughing again, “and Otto. And then, we’ll be back for the party, okay?”

“Daddy, do you think,” she looks at Story pouting, “Do you think mama would want to see us?”

“Baby,” every holiday since they left, she always asks about Piper. And every holiday Zephyr has to explain she can only call until she goes to the ‘doctor’. It wasn’t fair that he had to keep his daughters from their mother. He had offered to pay for her rehab, but she didn’t want to do it. She was just pissed that she didn’t get any alimony. Everything was null and void because of her infidelity and abuse.

Zephyr walks closer to her, reaching his hands out for a big hug, “We’ll try calling her when we get back,” and he knows that when they get back he’ll have to make up another lie, because yet another phone was disconnected. She wasn’t able to use the girls to get what she wanted, money.

“Okay.”

“Yeah? Are you ready to go trick or treating with me and Froggy?”

“And Rosie!”

“Yes, and the prickly pear has to go, too. And then, you can bother Aunt Azzie, okay?”

“Z!” Story shouts at him. “You leave your aunt alone. Now go on. Party is at seven. And we’ve got the apple bobbing, dancing, food, jump houses, and games, okay?”

“Yep! And…” Veda draws out taking a deep breath. “We got Archie!”

“We do have Archie,” she smiles at her. “And Archie is a cactus just like Rosie Osie.”

“Ayy!” Rosie screams, clapping her hands.

“Go on, hurry up, so you can get back!” Story screams at them. Watching as her two oldest take her only grandchildren out trick or treating. “Baizen, I want more of those.”

“Woman, you have daughters still in elementary school.”

“I don’t care. I like those grandbabies. I like them living with us. And…I don’t like that woman, but have you been able to find her?” He shakes his head no. “Our son got him and the girls tested for stds, you realize that, right? You realize the lasting pain she caused our romantic baby? And those precious babies?”

“Story, this upsets you, and we’re not talking about it.”

“We have to. Veda wants her mother.”

“And we can’t make Piper want her. She was an opportunist. She saw a man that falls in love after he has sex, and baby trapped him twice. She’s not you, Story,” Carter knows that Story wants Piper to be better and clean, because she sees herself in their girls’ mother. “Honey, you didn’t baby trap anybody. You didn’t have this grand scheme. And you didn’t blow through someone’s money buying drugs.”

“No, I just sold my body for them,” she goes to turn away, but Carter pulls her close to him. “Baizen…”

“She’s not you. I will continue to search for her. And reach out towards her. But she’s not getting a dime from us. She got a settlement after the divorce. She might have…honey, I don’t want to talk about this. This is a holiday. It is a fun day. Our daughters will be home soon. Now let’s go get on our costumes of whatever couple you're making us be.”

“Lucy and Ricky.”

“And let’s enjoy the calm before the party. I’ll meet you in the vault. One, two,” Story gives him a smile before jogging up the stairs, “Three! Here I come!”

“You better not be coming yet, Baizen!”

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Can we maybe see the next instalment to the Otto-Brooksie-Annie drama? Will Annie finally find out about Brooksie’s infidelity? 🥺

Okay, so the next installment isn't as much about Otto/Annie/Brookie. It's a bit of a bonding moment between Carter and his kids. But does Brookie show up to the family vacation? Keep in mind that EVERY one of the Baizen's will be there. Along with Annie and Daisy. Even Zephyr's daughters Veda and Rosie are there. Story and Carter wanted Z to be able to enjoy himself, Veda always needs to have someone around her. She always needs to be touching someone. We'll eventually get into that mess.

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I’m Bringing Blankets

Summary:  First night with the Baizen’s in the Hamptons

Pairings:  The Baizen’s

Rating:  mild

Warnings:  language, underage drinking, drug use (marijuana/mushrooms), Illiana's mouth, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  3.2K

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Otto Baizen Masterlist

Otto tags a swig of his beer, trying to watch the girls.  Trying to get out of his head, and remove Annie.  It was a failing game.  It was the last night of just him and the girls before his family came for the rest of the week.  And of course Illiana had used her puppy dog eyes to let them go out to a local bar.  He of course thought it was a terrible idea, but Illiana had appealed to his better nature.  He loses focus on them dancing with each other the moment that Annie sat down at their table.

“You look deep in thought?” 

“Are you not?” he asks her with a smirk.  She nods her head, and reaches for his beer bottle.  “Careful now, you’re underage, Annie Gables.”

“One sip won’t hurt anyone,” their conversation was too easy.  She had thought about Brooks less and less.  And even dreaded the thought of going home.  Scared of what she would find.  Over a week of him alone, and his favorite excuse for his recent behavior was right in front of her.  His own brother.

He gives her a timid smile, before looking back down at the table.  Otto didn’t get nervous in front of women, and here he sat, unsure what to say to the pretty redhead.  “You ready for the rest of your family to be here?”

“Ready for ten more Baizen’s?  I guess.  Brookie coming?” Annie is the one to look at the table shrugging.

“Haven’t heard from him.  He’s really busy at work,” really busy working on another woman.  She has to bite at her lip, so she doesn’t cry.  Unsure of how she’s going to go back.  Ashamed that it’s him sleeping with someone else, and not the drugs that makes her want to leave.

“Annie, you deserve so much more than that.  You need someone who will love and cherish you,” she looks up at Otto, and he reaches over to cup her cheek.  The two having one of the many tender moments they’d had the past few days.  

Iclynn stops her dancing to stare at the two.  Confusion wasn’t even the word.  She knew something was going on between Brooks and Annie, but now there was something blooming between her and Otto.  “Ow, jackass,” she shouts at an older man who bumps into her.

“Well, look what we have here.  Aren’t you girls a pretty bunch?”

“In your fucking dreams, asshat.  Leave,” Illiana gives him a less than polite shove, while Daisy moves further away.  Looking over to the table where Otto and Annie are, and bites at her lip.  “Excuse me, I didn’t fucking stutter.”

“Ills, shut up,” Iclynn pulls her little sister back.

“A bunch of college girls, trying to sneak into this exclusive club.  Which dick did you suck to get in here?  I’ll give you another, and we can go to the VIP room,” Iclynn pulls at Illiana to get them away from the situation.  “Oh, come on sweet cheeks.  You’re ruining all the fun.”

“My pussy cost a lot more than you’re willing to spend.”

“Sugar baby, huh?  You want daddy’s money?”

“Oh my god.  I already got daddy’s money.  Leave us alone!” Iclynn tries dragging her sister away, but Illiana was just getting started. 

“You looking for a new daddy?” his eyes look hungrily at Daisy who rubs along her chest, tears in her eyes, and she only looks at Otto.

“My father has more than enough money.  I don’t need your cheap ass,” Iclynn begins to get uncomfortable with the talk of money, even giving a yell of Otto’s name.  The crowd backs further away from them, and she grabs Daisy's hand.

“You fucking bitch.”

“What did you just say to me?”

“Ills!  Stop,” Iclynn reaches for her hand, and starts dragging her over to Otto, who finally takes a glance at the girls, and sees Iclynn trying to drag his sister, while Daisy has worried her chest to a deep red shade.  “Just leave us alone.  We’re leaving.”

“Shit,” Otto jumps up, jogging over to the situation.  Looking over the girls, before pushing them behind his back.  “What the hell are you doing to a bunch of high schoolers?”

“New money.”

“It’s the fucking Hamptons, man.  Most of us have money.  Who cares where it’s from.”

“These your bitches?” he squares up with Otto who gives him a devilish smirk.

“They’re my sisters.”

“Yeah, you’re a bitch, too.”

“Mr. Baizen,” the owner of the bar, steps beside the two of the men, eyeing up Otto.  “Is everything okay?”

“This man has had too much to drink.  And he was making advances on a minor.”

“What?”

“She didn’t give you the time of day, and she’s only seventeen, asshole,” with a snap of the owner’s fingers, he apologizes having the gentleman escorted.  “Ills, I’ve told you about running that damn mouth of yours.”

“I can’t help it.  He started it.  Made it out like we just snuck in here.  I didn’t even mention that Archie invested in this place.”

“Doesn’t matter.  Grab your stuff.  We’re going to the house,” Illiana whines at Otto, but Daisy and Iclynn scurry off to the table.  “Ills, I’m not playing, and I’m not in the mood.”

“Can we have a drink?  Please?  Please?  Please?”

“Fine, a bottle of wine or something,” he tells her as he pulls her to the table.  Giving a quick, sorry to Daisy and Annie.  “Wait, have any of you three had a breakup?” Annie snorts, looking between the three of them.

“No.”  “Not recently.”  “I’m a virgin.”

“Right,” he says, giving an odd look to Daisy.  “If you stay in the house, away from water, you can have either a bottle of wine to share or some Ciroc and raspberry lemonade.  Not both Illiana or I’m telling dad.”

“Narc, but honestly, thank you for being so generous with our alcohol consumption.  Annie joining this time?  I mean,” Otto narrows his eyes at her.  “We’ve stayed in the room, and you didn’t notice.  I stop them before they puke.”

“I stop you, before you make a fool of yourself on the phone,” Illiana shushes Iclynn quickly, giving her brother a sweet smile.  Otto knows he’s in over his head with them, but tomorrow his family was arriving.  “Can’t take it back, Otts.  We’ll be good.”

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Annie sits on the couch too close, and not close enough to Otto.  The two nursing a beer as they watch some stupid movie and for the first time at ease.  Able to hear the triplets giggling loudly on the other end of the house, but they were in their own bubble.  Annie didn’t think about Brooks.  Just carries on an easy conversation with Otto.  

The next morning Carter walks in with Zephyr and slams the door to the house, when he sees Annie and Otto asleep on the couch.  Both of them sit up, staring wide eyed at the man.  Zephyr gives a quick little chuckle, “You’re in trouble.”

“Zephyr, go help your mother with the girls.  Rosie can’t carry her own luggage.”

“Yep.”

“Annie, I need a moment with my son,” Annie had never seen Carter angry before, and it didn't take much for her to run towards the door, “Go get my daughters and Daisy.  They can help bring in everything else,” she nods her head, and hopes she can wake them up.  “Otto.”

“Not in the mood,” he says, going to stand, and walk towards the back balcony.

“I really don’t give a fuck what you’re in the mood for,” Carter follows right along with Otto, before his son stops.  “What the hell are you doing?”

“Dad, it’s not what it looks like.”

“Not what it looks like?  It looks like you were sleeping on the couch with a pretty redhead, who just so happens to be your brother’s girlfriend.  Otto, we don’t do this.  We’re Baizen’s.”

“I’m not,” Carter’s angry stare turns more into a hurt confused look.  “I’m not a Baizen.  I’m a fucking Barber.  Isn’t that what Lydia calls me?  This is what I do.  I sleep with my brother’s girlfriends.  Except we didn’t do anything.  She…Brooks hasn’t even talked to her.”

“You are too a Baizen.  That’s all you’ve ever been.  Because I chose you and you chose me.  You don’t remember it, but you reacted to my touch more than your bastard sperm donor ever did.  If I ever hear you talk about you not being a Baizen again, I’m cutting you off.”

“I’ve made my own money.”

“Otto, this isn’t you.  This insecure person who is doing whatever that is, with his brother’s girlfriend.  Brookie looks up to you.”

“And looks down to his girlfriend.  God, I know you don’t see it, because he wants to pretend he’s got everything under control, but he’s an ass to her.  He expects her to be just like mom, and do everything for him with a smile on her face.  The difference is he’s demanding it, and doesn’t treat her with respect.  I know not every woman is going to be like mom and do everything for her husband and kids first.  But you’ve always respected her, and never expected it.  Dad, it’s not fair.  He doesn’t love her.  I do.”

Carter looks up at his son, looking more like an eighteen-year-old instead of his thirty-year-old self.  He’s never been in love, or loved a girl for the past few months.  Never had a girl meet the family.  Never got personal with them.  “This isn’t happening.  Her and Brooks need to come to that conclusion.  Otto, Baizen’s don’t cheat,” Otto scoffs at him, starting to walk into the house, hearing Rosie giggle, while Veda is begging to be held.  “Otto, you put a stop to this.  Your brother’s girlfriends are off limits.  And if you think your mother won’t notice.”

“I got it.  Baizen’s don’t cheat.  We’re faithful, honorable.  Just remember that.”

“What does that even mean?”

“I’m sure it’ll eventually come out.”

“I’ve never even noticed another woman, besides your mother, since she was seventeen.”

“Not you! God, not everything is about you!  Not all of us have this picture perfect life with the woman of our dreams.    Just drop it.  I’ll stay away from Annie,” spinning on his heel he walks inside to see Audriana squeal at seeing Annie.

“Is he here?  Annie, is my Brookie here?” 

“No, sweet girl.  Maybe we can call him later,” Audriana’s face falls for a moment before Carter comes up behind her, to pick her up, spinning his baby around in a circle.  “Mr. Baizen, it’s not what it seems.”

Story looks over at Carter, with a toddler Rosie in her arms, giving him and Annie an questioning look, “I understand.  I think you have some things to think about, and process though.  How about, the rest of you lot, go get bathing suits on.  We’re going on the boat.”

“My king?”

“Story, not now.  Go get Veda and Rosie dressed.  Zephyr’s going to help me get the boat ready.  Arlo, you, too.  Don’t go near the girls�� bedroom, just straight out to the boat.”

“Yes, sir,” Arlo says.  He walks past Zephyr who gives him a playful smack to the back of the head.

“Baizen, you go easy on that sweet boy.  He’s done nothing wrong, but start dating your oldest princess.  Come on, Rosie Osie, let's get you and sissy your new bathing suits on.”

“And then, I get to be back with Daddy?”

“Yes, Veda.  You’ll get to be with daddy the rest of the day, okay?” Zephyr grabs up his oldest daughter, tossing her in the air, before he peppers kisses all over her.  Thanking his mom for getting them dressed.  “Maybe daddy can find him a nice girl to bring home.”

“Ma!”

“I’m just saying.  I made pretty babies.  And not one of you but Brookie has a steady girlfriend.”

“Hey!”

“Baby, I’m sorry,” she walks past Raiden, giving him a sweet little belly rub.  “I just like grandbabies, not from you, though.  You finish school first.  Sorry Birdie,” the sweet girl gives her a smile, but agrees completely.  “Come on girlies, let's get dressed, and go on the boat.”

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Otto sits on the sand, hearing his family giggling and laughing in the pool behind him.  This had been a draining day at best.  Every part of him had longed to keep touching Annie.  He doesn’t want to toot his own horn, but he’s pretty sure she wanted it, too.  He looks out to the horizon, wishing he would have grabbed a joint from Zephyr, because he could really use the escape.  

He hated this.  Hated feeling that he was in a constant losing battle.  “Otts,” Zephyr laughs, throwing a plastic shovel at Otto’s back.  “I brought the good stuff,” lighting up the joint, he passes it over to Otto for a quick toke.  “So, what’s going on?”

“Nothing.”

“Nothing, as in a pretty redhead, Otto obsessed with redheads, said redhead is dating baby brother?”

“Nothing,” Otto deadpans, taking another drag.

“You were on the couch sleeping together.”

“Nothing happened.”

“Yeah.  My wife had a man sleeping on our couch, too.  A few of them actually.  Passed out in various rooms of our house, remember that?  Remember me finding her passed out in the bathroom, with Rosie crying on the floor?  I couldn’t find Veda.”

“This is different.  Don’t guilt trip me.”

“It’s different, because you’re not on drugs?” Otto shrugs, unsure where to take this conversation.  “Look, you could seriously get any girl.”

“So could you.”

“I’m healing.  Gimme that shit,” he grabs the pot from Otto, taking a long puff.  “Man, sometimes I just want something to pound into.  But I don’t know about relationships,” Otto snorts, looking at his brother.  “Yeah, I know.  I fall in love fast, and that’s how I ended up with a psycho bitch.  Got two of the most beautiful girls in the world though.  And Otto who doesn’t date, but is falling for your brother’s girl.  You know he’s only dating her because she’s a redhead.  He only wants to be just like you.”

“Yep, it’s true,” Archer reaches for the joint, before sitting down.  “Raiden won’t be joining us.  He’s in training.  He doesn’t just know I brought some mushrooms.”

“God, don’t give that giant psychedelics.  Who is going to carry him when he’s tripping?  Archie don’t!  You hit send.  Explain that to mom.”

“Explain what to your mother?” Carter asks, sitting down between Zephyr and Archie, his hands already reaching for the joint.  

“That Archie brought hallucinogens for Raiden.”

“Hey, I want that guy to have fun.  It flushes out of your system.  Practice will be a breeze for him.  Why is he getting drug tested?  He’s not in season.  It’s spring,” Zephyr shrugs, while Carter laughs.  “Ah!  There he comes now.  Big guy,” reaching in his pocket, he throws the bag of pills to him.  “Arleigh made these last week.  You’re good.”

“You’re giving me drugs my future mother-in-law made?  This feels wrong.  Dad, have you ever taken drugs from Mimi?”

“No.  From Papa, yes.  Gummies.”

“Papa doesn’t,” Carter nods his head at Archer, who starts laughing.  “I want to see Papa high.”

“No.  You don’t.  Trust me on that.  I wish Brooks could be here.”

“Yeah, but he’s working,” Carter shoots a glaring look at Otto, taking another hit from the joint before handing it to Zephyr.  “He’s always working.”

“And you’re always here.  By the way, I moved into your spacious office.  I figured you weren’t coming back.  Ow,” Archer grabs his arm, where Otto had elbowed him.  “What’s the deal with Brookie?  Is he starting a branch or a company?  Should have already had that up and running,” Zephyr gives a quick nudge to Otto, shaking his head.  “Rai, how many of those did you take?”

“Five.  Me big boy.  Me handle it fine.”

“You caveman.  It’s a wonder how you’ve managed to get Birdie Mae.”

“Because I’m not looking for someone to replace mom? Just a thought.  Stop it, or face the wrath of Rai Man,” he gives Archer a karate chop.  “There’s only one mom.  Dad’s already scored her.”

“Ten times,” all the boys groan, and kick a bit of sand at him.  “Easy.  Boys, all I have ever wanted is for you to feel fulfilled in your life.  Whether it’s alone, with a man or with a woman.  Just be fulfilled and happy.”

“And happy!” Zephyr reaches behind him to a cooler, passing everyone a beer, but Raiden.  “Sorry, you’re a minor.”

“For like four months.  Gimme that.”

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Story stands at the top of the steps watching her boys.  Their laughter is carried on the wind, but she never goes to sleep without telling Carter goodnight.  Veda and Rosie already asleep in her bed beside Audriana, so she has a small window.  She wishes that her itty bitty baby could be here.  Misses him more everyday since he doesn’t call.  

This is what she had always hoped for.  Carter surrounded by his boys, being able to be their friend instead of just their father.  And her husband looked so happy.  Even with his high as a kite laugh.  With a sigh, she picks up her dress, hearing her biggest baby cry in distress.

“Raiden, quit your screaming.”

“It’s no good.  Ma!” he gets excited as she walks down to them.  Leaning over Carter to give him a kiss.  “Mom, I need belly rubs.”

“How is she going to rub your belly with chicken feet for hands?” Zephyr laughs laying back on the sand.  

“Mama, why do you have chicken feet on your hands?” 

“Oh, good grief,” she says, placing a hand on Raiden’s belly, giving him a little belly rub.  “Zephyr Christopher, would you please stop it.”

“That’s not my name.”

“It is now.  You want to torture my baby.  You get a new name.”

“You called me Zephyr Christopher.  I’m Zephyr Anders.  Take it back.”

“Yeah, well, I can’t put you boys in timeout anymore, so I call you the wrong name,” she gives Raiden a pat to his belly, and kisses the top of his head.  Making her rounds, to kiss all of them good night.”

“I mean, she’s called me Carter James Baizen.”

“You called dad after uncle Jamey,” Zephyr’s eyes completely closes, as he gives his dad a dopey laugh.

“No she didn’t!” Archer squeals.

“I’ve been Otto Steven before.”

“I’m Archer Beck.  Caught her calling Brookie, Brooks Buchanan Baizen.”

“Ma!  You are over here switching are names passive aggressively.  What’s Raiden’s?  Go on.  Tell us what the baby boy’s name is,” Zephyr asks, still laying back on the sand, his own hands starting to rub his belly.

“I’m Raiden Jensen.  Mom?  Seriously, what are we gonna do about your hands?  My belly still feels funny.”

“Go find Birdie Mae.”

“Oh!  Okay.  Burd-Dee!  I’m coming, baby.  No I’m not,” he sits back down, falling back to look up at the moon.  “When will it stop?”

“What is he on Baizen?” giving Carter a little tug to his hair, to look up at her.  “Baizen?”

“I didn’t do it.  That was Archie.”

“He would never.”

“He did, Ma.  And Zeph turned you into a chicken.”

“I’m bringing blankets.  Baizen, don’t let any of you drown.  I’m quite fond of you guys most of the time, but maybe you need to sleep out here.”

“My Queen, I’ll make sure all of us make it up to the house shortly.  I’ve spent enough nights away from you.  I won’t be spending another.  How many are in our bed?”

“The youngest three.  Audi is a bit upset that her Brookie isn’t here.  Maybe you should call him?” Otto rolls his eyes, before laying into the sand.  “He can at least spend a day and a night.  Take Annie home with him.  It’s out of the way for us.  We’ll make sure she gets home, but still.”

“I’ll call him,” she turns to leave, but Carter grabs her hand, “I love you Story Baizen.”

“Love you, too, Sir Lancelot.”

“Eh!”

“I love you Carter Rory Baizen.”

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Like I know brooks is dealing with his own shit but like.. he’s a dick. I did happen to notice that the triplets failed to mention a certain someone coming along on the Hamptons trip🤔😏

They did fail to mention that…let’s take a look at where Otto is at in the Hamptons. How he’s feeling and if his time alone has done him any good. But also…when Annie found out he would be there

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Have Fun

Summary: Annie and the girls head to the Hamptons.

Pairings: Otto X Story, Iclynn/Illiana/Daisy X Annie

Rating: mild

Warnings: drug use (marijuana), mild language, sex talk, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1K

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Otto takes a long drag from his joint as he stares out at the horizon. A few days had turned into two weeks, and still he didn’t feel any more up to heading back to Boston. Had no desire to see the outside world, and just wanted to be holed up in his family’s vacation house, left alone.

He kept up with work remotely, even if his dad told him to take some actual time off, but Otto hated his mind drifting. He wasn’t sure what was going on with Brooks, he just knew he had no business feeling the way he did about Annie.

Even being out here alone, all it did was make his thoughts wander back to a pretty redhead, and he hated it. He knows he shouldn’t be feeling this way about his brother’s girlfriend, but he couldn’t shake it.

He sits close enough to the edge of the water to where it barely washes up to his feet. Closing his eyes to let the setting sun hopefully wash away his doubts. Hearing his phone ring, he starts to ignore it. Had really thought about letting it go to voicemail, but being here alone, and it being his mother, she’d keep calling until he picked up.

“Hey, Ma,” he drags out. Story rolls her eyes a bit, knowing he was high. He dealt with stress much like Carter did.

“I have a huge favor to ask of you.”

“I don’t like the way that sounds.”

“Well, seeing how you’re already at the Hampton house, and we can’t come up there until later in the week, and it’s your sisters’ and Daisy’s senior spring break, and they want a bit more freedom without us…”

“You want to send three teenage girls with me to watch in the Hamptons while I’m taking a sabbatical?”

“Baby, we’re all coming out there on Wednesday. So you’ll just have them from Saturday, until then. And it’s going to be a big Baizen vacation. If you still need some time away, Mimi and Papa want the estate to themselves, so you can go to their house there. I really wish you’d stay. Z is even bringing Veda and Rosie,” it doesn’t take Otto much convincing. He would have done it anyways. But a vacation with Brooks is one of the last things he wants.

“So you’ll keep the girls out of trouble?”

“Wait wait, is Raiden bringing Birdie Mae?” Story softly answers with a yes, and Otto runs his hand down his face, “Where’s Arlo going for spring break?”

“He’s riding with Zephyr and the girls, and bunking with him.”

“I don’t like her dating.”

“She’s eighteen and could do a lot worse than Arlo Adler.”

“They had sleepovers together already.”

“They were babies! Your dad won’t be able to sleep with them in the same house together,” Story giggles. “He said he’s gonna have to teach Aslan to sit outside Iclynn’s door.”

“Can he quit getting German Shepard’s and naming them literary names that start with an A?” the two do some random catching up, before bidding adieu. Story just happy she gets to see her first baby a bit. She didn’t like any of them getting older.

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Annie takes a long look out the window, her old friends singing and giggling to whatever pop song is on, but her mind is far away. Thinking about everything that had transpired with Brooks, and she was nearly at her breaking point.

Unhappy, under appreciated, and either ignored or in a huge fight with Brooks. She didn’t know what to do, but finish the semester and go back to Boston. She missed everyone, and found herself forgetting who she was more and more each day.

“Annie!” Illiana throws a Twizzler at her, giddy with laughter. “Where are you?”

“Just thinking.”

“I hate to ask, because your boyfriend is my brother, but did he fuck you stupid or something?” Daisy’s mouth drops open, while Iclynn hides her face. “You’re just getting started Icy, you’ll know one day. Well, maybe one day I’ll know. I’ve got to date older men. How is it?”

“Can we change the subject?” Daisy throws her head back on the seat, hoping that Illiana doesn’t continue this.

“Are you still scared of a dick?”

“Oh. My. God! I’m not scared, they’re just…no, I don’t want one near me. Much less inside of me. No! And it looks like it’s gonna hurt.”

Illiana shrugs, popping a candy in her mouth, “At first, huh, Icy? Just how big is Arlo?”

“We haven’t had sex,” Iclynn rolls her eyes. It wasn’t a lack of trying on her part, not to mention, she was in fact terrified. “I just…”

“You put that shit in your mouth, huh?”

“Ills!” Daisy finally shouts at her. “I don’t want to talk about Arlo’s penis, or what Icy is doing with it.”

“Arlo’s penis? Penis? Call it a dick.”

“Quit talking about my boyfriend’s cock!”

“Oop,” Illiana puts her hand over her mouth, and even Daisy starts laughing right along with her.

“Wait,” Annie finally realizes where they’re going. Her eyes going between all of them, “How did you get Carter and Jax agree to letting you be away from them and in the Hamptons for spring break?”

“Otto’s there. He’s been there a couple weeks now. He said he’s hiring a captain to take the boat out. So all day in the sun. And I bet if Icy does her pouty face, he’ll let us drink,” she raises her eyebrows at Annie, and even Daisy and Iclynn. “And no real adults until Wednesday. Otto doesn’t count. He’s the fun brother.”

The girls continue to giggle, but Annie grabs up her phone, giving a quick text to Brooks to let him know Otto would be there.

“Should have known you’d run to him,” he responds.

“I can come back. I didn’t know.”

“Don’t bother. Have fun.”

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Throughout the years, Story and Lydia’s relationship has become even more icy. Not just because how she is with Otto, but how she is to Carter, and she plays favorites. Archer is her favorite boy, and she thinks that Audriana is the most perfect girl. And she is HEAVY on playing favorites. Oddly enough Archie can’t stand her, and Audi just hangs around Brooks or her dad when Lydia is around. She rags on Iclynn for not being a proper lady, and how she’s a bit of a tomboy. Otto hates how she talks about Iclynn.

She sees them about once or twice a year, but now Gregory will come around, by himself, after Veda Adeline Baizen is born. Here’s a secret, Lydia has no money. She hates her husband, but he’s the one with the money. And he’s fully aware that his wife is unfaithful to him.

Does Iris know that she is related to Otto’s bio dad? Or is that something that Ransom had them keep on the DL? I mean obviously Otto knows (and if I’m not mistaken Brooks does too?) is it commonly known that Dayton was Andy’s? Or is it more of a don’t ask don’t tell situation? I never really realized they were cousins before…

I don’t think people put it together how related Otto is to Iris. Like when you legit think about it Dayton and Iris are first cousins. Even with Iris talking about Beau, that’s her brother, but she’s closest to the Drysdale’s.

The adults know exactly who Dayton’s biological father is. So all of Story’s siblings and their spouses, know. It’s not commonly discussed though, because Otto never met Dayton. And after he found his father’s files, he didn’t want to associate himself with that part of his family. He also didn’t like how upset his mom would get when he visited with Jodi, Marshall became his personal bodyguard when he was with her.

But you know how adults can be, sometimes they think they’re alone when they discuss things, and kids are listening. But Brooks has also been in talks with Lydia Baizen, who can’t stand that Otto has Baizen as a last name. Even said that he should have White or Barber.