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This is a prompt from hanna77.

EPISODE: OUR VERY FIRST SHOW

Disclaimer: I do not own Full House or its characters. The character Snow Tanner was an idea given to me by hanna77.

"Mom, your bags are in the car!" Danny called as he walked into his house, holding his two daughters' hands.

A woman with graying and faded blond hair rushed across the floor. Danny's mother.

"All right," she sighed, obviously reluctant to leave her son and three grandchildren. "Oh, my angels!" she cried, kneeling down on the floor and holding her arms wide open as the two younger girls sprinted into them.

"Girls, grandma's got to go!" Danny exclaimed, grabbing Stephanie by the waist and swinging her over to stand beside the door. He turned back to his mother, who was still embracing his oldest daughter. "Girls, grandma's got to go!" he repeated, taking DJ by the waist and swinging her over to stand beside the door, but when he turned his back to set DJ down, Stephanie ran back into her grandmother's arms.

"Girls, grandma's got to go!" he reiterated, swinging Stephanie over to stand beside the door once again, but the minute he turned his back, DJ returned to her grandma's embrace.

"Oh, Danny, I don't have to go back home!" his mother said, and Danny's daughters cheered in excitement.

Danny sighed. "Mom, this isn't how we rehearsed this last night. Why don't we go for a walk?" he added, pulling DJ away and guiding his mother a few feet away from where she'd previously been standing.

"You know as well as I do…" Danny trailed off as he turned to the two children following Danny and his mother.

DJ and Stephanie, having known they wouldn't get away with listening in on the conversation, sighed and returned to standing by the door.

"Mom," Danny said, taking his mother by the shoulders and looking her in the eye. "Look. I love you. You've been taking care of us ever since Pamela died. I don't know how we would've gotten through the past three months without you… but Dad needs you, too," he added as they resumed walking. "You remember Dad, don't you? Your husband? Kind of balding, glasses, wears his boxer shorts up around his neck?"

His mother chuckled.

"Mom, I've got everything under control. Help is moving in today!" he assured her.

"Well, if you need me, I'm on the next plane," his mom said as they arrived at the door before hugging her oldest and only son. "Say hello to Snow for me!"

"I will," Danny replied as they pulled away from the embrace, and his mother stepped outside.

"Oh, my angels!" she exclaimed, kneeling on the ground and holding her arms open. The girls ran forward to engage in another hug with their grandmother.

Danny laughed and grabbed DJ by the waist, swinging her back inside, but when he went to grab Stephanie, she clung to her grandmother's neck while Danny held her ankles above the ground, so she looked kind of like Superman.

"I love you, Grandma," she said before Danny reached forward, placing a hand under her chest to keep her from falling as Stephanie let go of her grandmother, and Danny placed her inside.

His mother waved one last time before going to get in the taxi cab that would take her to the airport.

"Are we going to have fun or what?" Danny said, cheerfully.

His daughters only pouted, dejected and depressed over Grandma leaving.

"Come on, let's see some smiles!" Danny said, leading them over to the couch and sitting down with Stephanie on his lap and DJ at his side. "Uncle Jesse's moving in. Aunt Snow is moving in. And my best friend Joey is moving in! And that means you two are going to be roommates!" he said it as though Christmas had come early.

"I can wear all of DJ's clothes!" Stephanie squealed.

"Do I have to share my room with her?" DJ asked, obviously not happy with this situation.

"It'll be just like having a slumber party," Danny said in an attempt to cheer up his oldest daughter.

"Yeah," DJ replied. "With only one guest. Who never leaves!"

The front door opened, and a man with wild, wind blown black hair, a leather jacket, and the stereotypical biker look appeared. He was holding a duffle bag in one hand and a guitar in the other.

"Look alive!" he shouted. "Uncle Jesse's here!"

"Uncle Jesse!" the two girls yelled, running across the floor to hug their favorite uncle (probably because he was their only uncle).

"Hey, girls!" he laughed. "Hey, Deej, that tooth come in yet?"

"Nah," she responded.

"That's okay. One less to brush," he pointed out, tossing his guitar on the chair opposite of the couch Danny was sitting on before chucking his motorcycle helmet into Danny's arms.

"Hey, you missed breakfast. Where have you been?" Danny chuckled.

"Well, last night, I was cruising on my Harley when next thing I know, I'm in Reno. It was dark; who would've known?" he laughed. "So I wander into the show Razzle Dazzle 87… much better than Razzle Dazzle 86, by the way. There, I meet this amazing show girl named Vanessa. Our eyes meet."

Danny glanced over Jesse's shoulder at the girls, knowing where this story was going and that it was not meant for young ears.

"And then a lightning bolt of passion shoots across the casino. Turns out, Vanessa was going to Europe to do a show and was looking for one last night of good old American-"

"Food!" Danny interrupted, patting Jesse on the shoulder with a pointed look at his daughters. "She was hungry, right?"

Jesse waggled his eyebrows, suggestively. "Oh, yeah, she was starving."

"Uncle Jesse!" Stephanie squealed. "Let's play ballerina!"

Jesse raised an eyebrow. "Uncle Jesse doesn't want to play ballerina."

"Yes, he does!" Stephanie smiled.

"No, he doesn't," Jesse said, mimicking Stephanie's tone.

"Yes, he does!"

"No, he doesn't!"

"Yes, he does!"

"No, he doesn't," Jesse said, flatly.

"Yes, he does!" Stephanie said, rubbing her eyes and pretending to cry.

Jesse sighed and knelt down in front of his niece. "How do you play ballerina?"

"Dance!" Stephanie answered, and Jesse took her hand as she walked around him on her tippy toes, having to switch arms half way through since his right arm didn't reach all the way around.

"Well, that was fun," Jesse said.

"Here's more fun!" Stephanie exclaimed. "Catch me!"

Jesse caught Stephanie and held her against his side as they raised their free hands.

"Yay!" they yelled.

"Spin around! On your tippy toes!" she instructed, and Jesse did so before setting his niece down.

"You need practice. We'll do this everyday!" Stephanie said.

"I get to hang out with my favorite nieces and my brother and get to watch Jesse play ballerina everyday? I'm suddenly very glad I moved in here."

They turned to see a woman standing in the doorway.

She was younger than Danny with long, curly brown hair and blue eyes. She was pale and was wearing a magenta T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans with a purse slung over her shoulder and a suitcase at her side. She had freckles on her cheeks and a sweet smile (that Stephanie had inherited from her, actually).

Danny crossed the floor and hugged his sister, tightly, having not seen her since she moved to Louisiana a few years ago to live with her long time boyfriend.

"Hey, Snow!" he said. "How are you?"

"I'm great. You?" she asked.

Danny shrugged. "Besides the obvious," he said, referring to his wife's unfortunate passing three months ago, "I'm good. How's Kendall?"

"Oh, I broke up with him," she said. "Young love seems perfect until you get older and realize you could have something… more perfect."

Danny smiled. "I'm glad. I didn't like that guy."

"You didn't like any guys I dated," Snow pointed out.

Snow walked forward to stand beside her nieces.

"Why don't you give Aunt Snow a hug?" she said.

"Auntie Snow!" the girls yelled in excitement, embracing their aunt.

"Jesse," Snow said, calmly.

"Snow," Jesse replied. "I haven't seen you since Michelle was born. How have you been?"

"Good. You?" Snow asked.

"Well, you know me. Excitement, wild, free, you-only-live-once kind of life!" Jesse said.

"Toot-to-do!" a man said as he walked inside with arms full of clothes.

"Hi, Joey," DJ said.

"Hi, Danny," Joey said, wandering since he couldn't see beyond the huge pile of clothes in his arms.

"Joey, this is so great that you're moving in!" Danny said, hugging his best friend.

"Thanks, Danny," Joey said, pulling away and leaving his huge pile of clothes in Danny's arms. "Isn't this great? I move into a place with a washing machine on the exact same day I run out of clean clothes."

Danny made a disgusted face and dropped the clothes to the floor.

"Hey, Snow. Hey, Jesse, did you ever think we would end up as roommates?" Joey asked.

"Not once," Jesse said as Joey walked over to the place Danny told him his room would be, which was just an alcove in the living room. "Danny, there is no way all my stuff is going to fit in this tiny room."

"Joey, this is not a tiny room," Danny disagreed. "This is a large alcove… that you are living in for free."

Joey raised an eyebrow. "Now that I look at it… it's enormous-normous-normous!" he exclaimed, imitating an echo.

"Isn't this great?" Danny said. "My best friend… my brother in law… and my sister… all helping me out!" he said as he headed up the stairs to check on his youngest daughter, Michelle.

"Yeah, I'm sure this won't blow up in our faces at all," Snow muttered, sarcastically.

"Hey, guys, what's…" Snow trailed off as she walked into her nieces' room. "Why is Stephanie hanging from the curtains?"

Danny shrugged before crossing the room and helping his daughter down, resting her on the floor.

"What happened?" Snow asked.

"DJ said I wasn't allowed on her side of the room," Stephanie explained, "but I couldn't get out, so I tried to use the curtains."

Snow sighed. "DJ, I understand you wanting your own space, but if you're going to split the room, at least make it more fair."

Snow dragged the chalk board DJ had used to tie the jump rope she'd used to split the room so that it was a few feet in front of the door and split the room directly in half.

"The doorway is open to both of you," she said. "Problem solved. And if there's a emergency, you are allowed on each other's side of the room. Got it?"

"Yes, Aunt Snow!" they said.

"Thank you."

"What's going on, Steph?" Snow asked as she walked into the kitchen.

"Jesse and Joey are changing Michelle's diaper," Stephanie answered, and Snow glanced up to see Michelle with paper towels wrapped around her waist and a bag over her legs and lower body.

"Jesse, Joey," Snow said. "What did you do to that child?"

"We couldn't find the diapers," Jesse said, awkwardly.

"These diapers?" Snow asked, picking up the package of diapers in the chair directly in front of Jesse and Joey.

Their eyes widened in embarrassment.

"Come with me," Snow said, leading them up the stairs and into Michelle's room. "Jesse, lay Michelle on the changing table."

Jesse obeyed.

"Now, watch carefully," Snow said as she took off the paper towels and bag Jesse and Joey had dressed her in. "Place this part of the diaper under her. Then, you fold this part over her like this, and then, you use these sticky things to close the diaper. Simple."

"Oh!" Jesse and Joey exclaimed.

"You think you got it?" Snow asked.

The boys nodded.

"Good. Now, I have some housework to do, so entertain the baby," Snow said.

"How do we do that?" Jesse called after her as she exited the room.

"I don't know. Figure it out!"

Snow walked into her room that night (she got the attic as a room) to find DJ laying in her bed.

"DJ, what's up?" she asked.

"Did you ever have to share a room?" DJ asked.

Snow shrugged. "I did have to share a room with your dad when we were younger. My aunt lost her job and moved in with us, so I had to share a room with your father for about a year."

"I have to share a room with Stephanie for seven years!" DJ muttered.

Snow sighed. "DJ, my only advice is to make the most of it. If you keep complaining about it and telling yourself it's the worst thing that could've happened right now, of course it's going to feel that way. DJ, I can't even imagine what you're going through, losing your mom… but that's why this might be good for you. Stephanie understands your pain. Remember: she lost her mom and her own room, too. You two need each other right now, more than ever, and that's one of the reasons your dad wanted you two to share the room instead of one of you sharing with Michelle or even me. You need each other right now. Besides, this room situation won't be forever. Someday, maybe you'll get your own room back, but until then, be there for Stephanie and let Stephanie be there for you. You'd be surprised at how close sharing a room can bring two people."

DJ smiled before embracing her aunt, tightly.

And Snow finally felt like she could start calling brother's house home.

Keep in mind, Jesse and Snow don't know each other too well at this point in time, so the romance builds slowly until end of season 2, beginning of season 3, I think.

Also, this story will not follow every episode in the series. There might be a bunch of episodes from one, but only one from the next season, so it just depends on the season.

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