Chapter 1: Making Friends

Okay so, I was listening to Mary's Song (Oh My My My) by Taylor Swift the other day, and it is the most beautiful song. The line "I look at you like the stars that shine in the sky like pretty lights" really made me think about Oliver and Felicity, because honestly, Oliver will always be a hero and shine like the stars in Felicity's eyes. So I thought I'd make this a little AU story about Felicity being Tommy's younger sister. In this story, Felicity is about 2 and a half years younger than Oliver. I don't know if anyone else has written anything like this, and I hope you can all bear with me and this crazy idea! I also thought this would be a great way to explore Rebecca Merlyn and what kind of woman she was, and also who Malcolm was and what sort of father he was before Rebecca died. Because this story is obviously way AU, Tommy has a twin sister called Tia.

Disclaimer:Arrow belongs to CW and DC and the songs The Best Day and Mary's Song (Oh My My My) is Taylor Swift's.

"There is a video I found from back when I was three, you set up a paint-set in the kitchen and you're talking to me. It's the age of princesses and pirate ships and the seven dwarves, Daddy's smart and you're the prettiest lady in the whole wide world." – The Best Day

"Tommy, sweetheart, wake up." Rebecca Merlyn says, gently shaking her nearly three year old son.

"I wan' sleep." Tommy mumbles, refusing to open his eyes.

"TOMMYYYYYYY!" Tommy's twin sister Tia runs into the room, screaming at her brother. "WAKE UP, WAKE UP! WE MEET NEW FWIEND TODAY!" Tia scrambles onto Tommy's bed and begins jumping excitedly – and dangerously close to Tommy's head – until Rebecca lifts the excited young girl into her arms, brushing her dark brown hair away from her eyes.

Malcolm Merlyn then makes his appearance in his son's bedroom to see what all of the ruckus is about.

"Tommy won' get outta bed." Tia pouts.

"Is that so?" Malcolm asks his daughter who nods her head dramatically. "Well, we'll just have to fix that now, won't we?" Tia nods again.
Malcolm grins mischievously and quietly walks over to the closed curtains before quickly pulling them open. The sun pours into the room immediately, falling on Tommy's bed and making the little boy screw his eyes shut even more tightly.

"NO!" Tommy shouts, pulling his doona cover up over his head.

"Come on Tommy." Malcolm kneels down beside Tommy's head and tries to coax his son.

"Go 'way Daddy. Lemme sleep." Tommy mutters.

"Alright then, I guess there's only one thing left to do." Malcolm states, winking at Rebecca who smirks and leaves the room with Tia on her hip.

"What Daddy doin'?" Tia whispers in her mother's ear.

"He's going to get Tommy out of bed." Rebecca whispers back.

"How?!" Tia wonders curiously.

"That's a secret, my princess." Rebecca says conspiratorially.

"Oh okay." Tia says. "I'm good at keepin' secwets."

Rebecca chuckles and puts her daughter down on the ground as they enter the kitchen and Rebecca gives the little girl some yoghurt.

"Yummy!" Tia says, sufficiently distracted from the 'secret'. That is until she hears Tommy's scream of protest as Malcolm pulls the covers up off his son and throws him over his shoulder. Tommy pounds his little fists against Malcolm's back the whole way from his bedroom, down the stairs, and into the kitchen.

"Now Tommy," Rebecca says, looking at Tommy who is still hanging over his Dad's shoulder. "You have to promise Mummy that you'll be a good boy this morning. You have to eat your breakfast without taking any of Tia's, and you have to get dressed quickly. Then, if you're a good boy we'll take you to stay at one of Mummy and Daddy's friends, and you can play with Oliver."

"I don't like Oliver." Tommy states, wrinkling his nose.

"You've only met Oliver once. Why don't you like him, honey?" Rebecca asks.

"He played with my blocks at Daddy's office." Tommy states.

"Tommy, we've already been over this." Malcolm sighs as he places his son's feet back on the ground. "I told Oliver he could play with your blocks while I talked to his Daddy."

"But they're my blocks!" Tommy exclaims.

"You could share." Tia pipes up, still happily eating her yoghurt. She is definitely the more mellow of the twins.

"But I don't wanna share! I on'y share with Tee!" Tommy says.

Tia grins at that. "Okay. But maybe you should share with Ol'ver."

Tommy huffs out loudly. "Fine."

"That's my boy." Rebecca says. "So you'll try to be friends with Oliver?"

"Yes Mummy, I try t' be friends with Oliver." Tommy states.

"Oliver, you have to get out of bed!" Moira exclaims as she walks into his son's room for the fifth time in the last half hour.

"Nah, I don't wan' get up, Mummy." The blonde haired boy mumbles, burying his face further into his pillow.

"But Uncle Malcolm is coming over with his children! Don't you want to play with them?" Moira tries.

Oliver shakes his head and cracks one eye open to look at his mother. "The boy don't like me."

"Tommy? Why ever not?" Moira asks.

"I's just playin' with some blocks at Uncle Mal's office, 'cause him and Daddy were talkin', and then a boy and a girl came in and the boy started yellin' at me. I didn't do nothin' wrong, Mummy, promise. And then he throwed a block at my head, but I didn't dob on him 'cause I didn't wan' him to be in trouble, and then the girl told him not to be naughty. Then Daddy and Uncle Mal came out and the girl dobbed on the boy and said he was being bad and hurted me, and I said he didn't, but he really did." Oliver finishes his tale and rolls over in his bed and looks up at his Mum with his big, blinking blue eyes.

"Well then, I'm sure Tommy will be nice to you today. And Tia sounds like she was nice to you."

"Is that their names?" Oliver asks.

"Yes Oliver, it is. Tommy is the boy and Tia is the girl. If you come downstairs, I think Raisa has made you some pancakes."

"Really?!" Oliver throws his bed covers back and scrambles out of his bed, racing out of his bedroom and rushing down the stairs (almost tripping over on more than one occasion), leaving his mother in his wake.

"Be careful, Ollie!" Moira calls to him as she watches him miss a step and almost fall down the last ten stairs.

"'Kay Mummy!" Oliver shouts back.

Moira shakes her head in amusement as she makes her way down the stairs and enters the living room to see her husband Robert sitting in his armchair reading The Odyssey.

"You managed to get Oliver out of bed then?" Robert asks with a light chuckle as he places a bookmark in the novel and closes the cover.

"Yes, only after telling him that Raisa had made him some pancakes." Moira responds laughingly.

"That child only ever thinks of his stomach. I'm sure that's the deciding factor in all of his decisions: whether or not he'll get food."

"I have to agree with you on that." Moira nods her head.

"Mum! Dad!" Oliver comes tearing into the living room. "Raisa made pancakes for you, too! Come on!" Oliver grabs his parents' hands and pulls them after him as he runs back toward the kitchen where his breakfast is waiting for him.

Malcolm knocks on the door of the Queen mansion and waits for someone to come and open the door. A minute later, the door is swung open to reveal a security guard.

"Mr Merlyn." The guard nods at him. "Mrs Merlyn. Children."

"Mr Westley." Malcolm acknowledges the man.

Moira appears in the foyer as the Merlyn family enter her house. "Malcolm, Rebecca! It's lovely to see you both. You look well, Rebecca."

Rebecca smiles at the blonde woman. "Thank you Moira."

"Hello Tommy, hello Tia." Moira says to the two small children.

"Hello Mrs Queen!" The twins say in unison.

"Now, haven't I told you both to call me Moira?"

They both nod their heads.

"Sorry Mrs Queen." Tia says.

The three adults all laugh at the little girl.

"Uncle Mal!" Oliver screams as he comes running out of the kitchen, maple syrup still on his chin and one cheek.

"Well hello, Oliver!" Malcolm says as Oliver throws his arm around Malcolm's legs in a hug.

"Oliver, you're still covered in maple syrup!" Robert says as he chases after his son with a napkin. "You're making Malcolm all sticky!"

Oliver pulls back and grins up at Malcolm sheepishly. "Sorry Uncle Mal."

Malcolm chuckles and ruffles his blonde hair. "Don't worry about it, kiddo. Tommy's left me covered in chocolate before, and don't even get me started on how often Tia covers me in yoghurt!"

"So do you know what you're having this time?" Moira asks Rebecca.

"A girl." Rebecca says happily. "But we would appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone. No one else knows."

"Of course. So are you heading into the hospital tonight or tomorrow morning?"

"Tonight. The operation is at 9 in the morning. Malcolm will call you in the morning when it's over so you can come and see her, and bring

Tommy and Tia in to meet their new sister."

"Of course! Would you like us to leave Oliver at home with Raisa or bring him with us?"

"Oh, bring Oliver too! They'll all be like siblings soon enough! We won't be able to get our children out of the other's house!"

Rebecca and Moira laugh together and Malcolm and Robert smile at their wives.

"Now," Moira says to Tommy and Tia, "Would you both like to share a room with Oliver, or would you like your own rooms?"

"I don' mind." Tia says.

"My own room." Tommy states. Rebecca throws him a look and he adds, "Please."

"Of course." Moira smiles at him. "Raisa will just take your suitcases up to the two spare rooms closest to Oliver's room."

Raisa appears and takes both Tia and Tommy's small suitcases and carries them up the stairs.

"You wanna come do a painting?" Oliver asks, his eyes flicking between Tommy and Tia quickly.

Tia bobs her head up and down. "Oh yes please!"

"I guess we can." Tommy says.

Together the three children race towards the kitchen where Raisa is already setting up the paint-sets for them.

"What are you going to paint today?" Raisa asks as the children all lie down on the ground with their paper, paint and paintbrushes.

"Pirate ship!" Tommy exclaims.

"Snow White and the Seven Dwarves!" Tia answers.

"Mummy and Daddy." Oliver says distractedly, his tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth as he concentrates on his masterpiece.

So, what did you think? Hope you liked it! It will span over a time period from when they were children, right through to where the show is at (and also the future)!