A/N: Based on an RP with a friend, AnnaleaseTurner, we only own our OCs, everyone else belongs to John Hughes.
It was a quiet winter night in Chicago, Christmas coming closer and closer with the houses all decorated. We are focusing on one household though, belonging to the McCallister family. There were Christmas lights and angels among it and the family was scattering around. There wasn't just a mother, father, son and daughter, there were four parents in the house with their dozens of children all around. The man of the household, Peter, was talking with a security guard as he was going to be away for Christmas this year with his family to France and celebrate the holidays. It was mostly noisy as everyone was getting ready to leave the exact next morning, but there were two of the children in the house who didn't seem to be in a rush and were watching their father talk with the guard. The youngest child, an eight year old boy named Kevin, and the oldest, an eighteen year old girl named Chelsea.
Chelsea and Kevin looked mistrustful with the cop. They both didn't like the vibe the cop was giving off. Chelsea looked down at her youngest sibling. "All packed, Kev?" she asked quietly to also listen to the cop and hear Kevin's response.
"I guess." Kevin sighed, he didn't sound very interested in their trip tomorrow morning. "Why do we have to go to Paris to celebrate Christmas anyway?"
"Because, that's what our family decided to do, Kev." Chelsea gently ruffled up her brother's hair.
Mrs. McCallister came downstairs, she had short ginger hair in contrast to her Chelsea and Kevin's blonde hair, but had brown eyes like Chelsea. She had a kind, but stressed look on her face. "Are you two ready to go? We gotta get moving in the morning, you know."
"Yeah, Mom," Chelsea sounded exhausted already. "We have everything packed."
"Okay, your father's talking with security, I hate to see anything stolen by the time we get back." Mrs. McCallister left in a frenzy.
Chelsea watched their mother leave, and grinned, looking down at Kevin. "Now, let's go see if they have any plain cheese pizza."
"Alright," Kevin smiled, feeling a lot better. He didn't like a lot of the rest of the family because of how they treated him like nothing, but he still had Chelsea on his side. She always knew how to make him feel better. "Say, you're okay, for a big sister..."
Chelsea winked at him. "And you're okay too, for a little squirt." she teased, only it was nothing like Buzz's nasty teasing or anyone else's barley caring attitudes. The siblings then went to the kitchen. "Is there any pizza left?"
"I dunno." Kevin followed her.
Chelsea and Kevin always ordered a solo pizza for themselves, being only cheese pizza with nothing on it. Once Chelsea was old enough, she always ordered a pizza just for the two of them.
"Hey, guys, did anyone order me and Kev a cheese pizza?" Chelsea asked out loud, recieving no reply. She frowned and then looked at Buzz as he looked back at them.
"Yeah, there was," Buzz smirked. "But if you want some, someone's gonna have to barf it up!" he laughed, eating the very last slice of pizza that was just for Chelsea and Kevin.
Kevin lowly growled at him. "Mom! Buzz ate mine and Chelsea's pizza!"
"That's fine, dear!" Mrs. McCallister said distantly as she was organizing other things.
"Fine!?" Kevin glared, then sighed. "This family drives me crazy..."
Chelsea was annoyed with her mother and at her other younger brother, Buzz. "You guys know me and Kev don't like the extra's, you get your own pizza's!"
Buzz looked at them, making vomit noises. "Hey Chels, Kev, get a plate."
Kevin felt sick suddenly and shook his head. "Suddenly, I'm not very hungry." He mumbled to himself.
Chelsea was disgusted as well and put her hair up, frustrated. She was going to teach Buzz a lesson if he didn't stop. Just because Kevin was the youngest and she was the oldest, they were always picked on. Chelsea then lunged out at Buzz for making her favorite brother sick, smacking the bullying brother in the face. "Buzz, you jerk!"
"Hey, get off!" Buzz grunted.
Kevin smiled in satisfaction.
Chelsea and Buzz ended up knocking over the soda that the family had been sharing. "I'm sick of you and the others being jerks to me and Kevin!"
The family at the table heard her shouting and exclaimed in complaint and horror.
"CHELSEA!" Mrs. McCallister yelled, glaring at her oldest child. She then went to nurse Buzz if he had any sort of pain, and she glowered at her daughter. She then groaned and looked at her children. "Chelsea, why don't you help Kevin back his suitcase?"
"I told you already, I'm packed, Mom!" Kevin whined. "Besides, Buzz had olives and sausage on pizza for me and Chelsea! He ate our pizza on purpose, he knows we hate those on our pizza!"
"Kevin and Chelsea, both of you go upstairs right now!" Mrs. McCallister sounded impatient.
"Why are we always treated like scum?" Kevin asked his older sister as they went up to his room.
Chelsea glowered at her mother but gave a comforting look to Kevin. "Because we're the nice ones and they're all jerks."
Chelsea and Kevin then glanced out the window. They saw Old Man Marley shoveling snow. Kevin felt a little scared because he heard a lot of stories about him being a snow shovel killer and he's too clever to be arrested.
"Kev, you can stay with me." Chelsea told her younger brother so he wouldn't have to sleep with cousin Fuller, the bed wetter. She looked back at the police man, frowning at him as he smiled with a gold tooth glinted at them.
"Sometimes I wish they all weren't here!" Kevin remembered how mad he was at not just Buzz, but everyone in the family who wasn't Chelsea. "When I grow up and get married, I wanna be alone!"
"Be quiet, Kevin!" Mrs. McCallister told him as they were on their way to Chelsea's bedroom. "Of all the people in this house, you and Chelsea always the ones who has to go and cause trouble!"
"And I don't wanna sleep with Fuller!" Kevin continued to rant. "He'll wet the bed, he'll pee all over me, I just know it! I wanna stay with Chelsea!"
"Fine, we'll have him sleep somewhere else." Mrs. McCallister grew impatient.
"I'm sorry." Kevin sounded hurt.
"It's too late, now go, Chelsea, you too."
"Just face it, Mom, everybody in this place but Chelsea hates me! I wish I didn't have a family at all, families stink!"
"Both of you stay up there, I don't want to see you two the rest of the night!"
"Fine! I don't wanna see you for the rest of my life and that goes for everybody else except Chelsea!"
Mrs. McCallister seemed stunned by that as she handled one of the cousins. "I really hope you don't mean that. It'd be really scary to wake up and find that your whole family was gone."
"No, it wouldn't, I mean it!" Kevin argued. "I wish all of you except Chelsea would just go away!"
Mrs. McCallister looked stoic before sending them to bed. "Well maybe your wish will come true on Christmas..." she walked off, sounding stressed, tired and frustrated.
Chelsea hugged Kevin to her side as they went upstairs. "Come on, Kev, you can share my room tonight." She was just as upset as Kevin with everyone treated them horribly, but happy because her brother did love her. Though, the room on the third floor, Chelsea had turned it into a room that wasn't scary anymore, but it wasn't too girly. It was feminine enough to keep it from looking like a teen boy's room.
"Thanks, Chels." Kevin followed his sister. Even though many older sisters and younger brothers don't get along, Chelsea and Kevin actually have a decent bond compared to the other brothers and sisters and cousins they shared.
The policeman smiled and soon went, the information he wanted he had, and let himself out. Soon after the whole family went to bed but some wind shook the wires and reset the parents' alarms. However the family didn't know as they were all asleep. The storm allowed the McCallister family to sleep soundly through the night to prepare for the next exciting day of their family's lives. Unfortunately, with the wiring, their alarms were shut off and they were to wake up bright and early the very next day. Hopefully a thing like this won't happen next year once they wake up.