A/N: In the 2nd season episode Cookies for Santa, Brock and Reba referred to the Christmas in Hawaii; this is about that Christmas…
Reba, Brock, Barbara Jean, Cheyenne, Van, Kyra, and Jake get off the airplane in Honolulu, Hawaii.
"This is a beautiful place. Aren't you glad I sat next to you the whole way down?" Barbara Jean asked standing next to Reba. Reba just glares at her.
"What I wish I had was a steak knife." Reba says snidely. Barbara Jean just looks at her all smiles. Brock elbows her in the back. Reba turns around.
"Be nice." Brock mouths to her. Reba just looks at him.
"I can not believe that it's really Christmas down here." Cheyenne says to Van.
"It is pretty here." Van says.
"Are you saying that I'm not pretty?" Cheyenne asks defensively.
"Cheyenne! It is just a state. It's beautiful but you are more beautiful than Hawaii will ever be." Van says to her. Cheyenne smiles. Kyra and Reba roll their eyes in unison to Cheyenne's selfishness.
"Here are the sleeping arrangements… Van and Cheyenne, are in a room, Jake and Brock, Kyra and I." Reba says.
"What about BJ?" Brock asks. Reba just looks at him.
"Don't even ask me where I want HER to sleep." Reba says. Brock just glares back at her.
"I don't appreciate your tone." He says to her.
"My tone? MY tone… I have done nothing to have a tone, YOU are the one who destroyed our family… NOT me BROCK!" Reba hollers inside the airport. People from all over are looking at them.
"Mom! Dad! People are staring at us." Cheyenne says.
"Let 'em stare! Your father had an affair on me, and I am sick and tired of him gettin' away with it!" Reba hollers again.
"Let's just get her to the hotel and we can all get a good night's sleep." Brock says.
"Cool! I want to see what I can throw out the window of my room." Jake says.
"Now Jake… We really shouldn't be throwing anything out of the windows at the hotel." Barbara Jean says calmly.
"Don't parent my child Barbara Jean, what, do you think I can't handle my own children? Yes I know that Cheyenne is pregnant and married; but I think I can handle a 5 year old boy to not throw things out his window." Reba screams.
"What fun… I am an idiot to bring my family to Hawaii… It probably would have been easier to deal with back in Houston." Brock thinks to himself pushing Reba into a cab.