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Aussiebabe290 (Rhyleigh) x
When Max informed Han (Caroline used the word ask, Max chose informed. She wasn't asking, she was telling) that they were taking the weekend off, he was against the idea. But when Oleg heard, he thought the idea was great- he volunteered to drive.
"Whoa!" Max held up her hand. "Caroline, Andy, my kid and I are going. I don't want you to meet my mother- I don't even want to see my mother!"
"She is your mother", Han protested.
"I know, but what difference does that make?" she retorted (just because he was weirdly fond of his mother).
"You are mother", he reminded her.
"I know. But I'm not my mother".
"Road trip!" Andy said cheerfully, as he tossed Caroline's bag into the trunk. "How much fun. I love a road trip".
Max loved road trips. When she was in the third grade, she and her mother took a road trip for the entire year (and thinking back on it, they lived in a car), and she and Caroline and Andy had taken a road trip once before (although they didn't talk about that anymore, apparently). And now, she was taking a road trip with her kid, her favourite person in the world. And Caroline and Andy were tagging along as backup, and they were going to visit her mother.
That was the downfall of the entire event.
"Let's go!" Beth said cheerfully, stretching her seatbelt across her chest and leaning forward.
They'd stocked the backseat with everything they thought they'd need. A blanket from Beth's bed, her bear, a bunch of colouring books she'd received for Christmas (even the Candyland board had been packed). They weren't going far enough to require all that they had packed, but the car had a real 'road trip' feel to it.
They were staying overnight. One night maximum, Max had decided. It wasn't that it wasn't close enough to go home- she'd decided (or really, Caroline had decided for her) to give her mother the benefit of the doubt.
(Why? Had Caroline missed three years' worth of stories? Was she really that blonde?)
"Let's go!" Beth said again and Andy, laughing, started the car.
It was a fairly uneventful drive- Caroline singing along to the radio, Max telling Caroline not to sing along to the radio, Beth and Andy playing road trip games and Max chiming in because she liked to win. Caroline pointing out certain things that she thought Beth would enjoy, Beth lying down in the backseat with her head in her mother's lap, asking when they'd be there.
("Oh she is so Max's daughter", Caroline told Andy quietly.)
"So, if you don't like it, we're going", Max told Beth. "Got it? We aren't staying any longer than we have to.
"Why? I want to!"
"The kid likes Han and is best friends with Oleg", Caroline commented from the front seat. "She's gonna want to stay".
(Max had introduced her to all the weirdos in Brooklyn; it was her own fault, really.)
"We're gonna stay", Beth said, nodding her confirmation. "Are we almost there, Max?"
"Almost", she said, and Andy nodded in agreement. He had followed all of Max's directions and according to them, they wre almost there. carolien glanced in the rear view mirror, noticing the way Max was almost anxiously looking out the window.
"Can I knock?" Beth questioned, her hand tightly latched in Max's hand. Max nodded, squeezing Beth's hand just a little tighter.
No sooner had Beth knocked, the door swung open, revealing the mystery that was Max's mother.
"That's some strong genes", Andy whistled under his breath, and Caroline's eyes widened, taking in the scene in front of her. Max's mother was just like Max, only older. Just like Beth was just like Max, only younger. If you lined them up, it'd be like watching the same girl age.
"Hi Mum", Max said lamely, and Beth wrapped her arm around Max's waist protectively.