Author's Note: not planning on writing multiple chapters, but seems the
fanfiction muses have other ideas. Do not own the characters mentioned,
the seattle-tacoma airport or the space needle, I do however own one comet
pillow, alien-designed wallpaper, and one christmas cactus.
Fi and Melinda had arrived at the airport early. Ryan's flight was due in at 200 in the afternoon, local time, and it was a quarter till now. Originally, Fi had planned to drive to the airport herself, but being a new driver, Melinda had decided to go with her. For moral support, she claimed, though Fi suspected otherwise. Maggie and Melinda had been dropped off at a friend's house for the afternoon, and as a treat, Fi and Melinda had stopped at a local deli for corned beef and mustard sandwiches and cream sodas as a late breakfast/early lunch.
"Is it one yet?" Fi asked hopefully. It had been almost six months since the last time she had seen Ryan, when she had stopped to visit him for two weeks over her summer vacation.
"Not yet. Do you want me to buy you a watch for christmas, Fi?"
"I have watches."
A small crowd had gathered, and Fi stood n her tiptoes to see over the numerous heads. "I think I see him!"
Before Melinda could stop her, Fi was pushing her way through the crowd towards a boy two heads taller and wearing glasses. "Ryan!"
"Fi? Fi!" Ryan dropped his bag and caught his brunette girlfriend in his arms, hugging her tightly. "Oh, Fi. I've missed you."
"Ditto," she grinned, kissing him lightly on the lips, and taking his hand. "Ryan, Aunt Melinda. Aunt Melinda, Ryan."
"Nice to meet you, Ryan. Do you have much luggage?"
"Just one suitcase, and my laptop," he responded, gesturing to his shoulder bag.
"Ah, another computer geek. N wonder you two get along so well," she teased, ducking from Fi's playful swatting. "Well, I don't know about you two, but I'd love to leave the airport, so what do you say we find Ryan's luggage?"
"Sounds fine to me."
"Me too," echoed Ryan.
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Fi took Ryan upstairs to show him his bedroom, and to show him the guestroom, and the bathroom. He laughed at the alien wallpaper in her room, commenting it suited her well. She tackled him, he responded, and soon they were engaged in a tickle fight on her floor, laughing.
"Ever see the Space Needle?" Fi asked, as they lay on the floor, catching their breath.
"I've never been to Seattle before."
"No? Well, if we hurry, we could still catch it?"
"Catch what?"
"The most amazing sight you will ever see. Or one, rather."
"Could we do it tomorrow, maybe? Right now, I would rather sleep."
"Sleep when you're old," grinned Fi. Ryan grinned, but relented, extracting a promise from Fi that he could sleep until noon tomorrow, and that she took him to the Seattle Observatory, once before he left.
Fi promised she would.
Fi and Melinda had arrived at the airport early. Ryan's flight was due in at 200 in the afternoon, local time, and it was a quarter till now. Originally, Fi had planned to drive to the airport herself, but being a new driver, Melinda had decided to go with her. For moral support, she claimed, though Fi suspected otherwise. Maggie and Melinda had been dropped off at a friend's house for the afternoon, and as a treat, Fi and Melinda had stopped at a local deli for corned beef and mustard sandwiches and cream sodas as a late breakfast/early lunch.
"Is it one yet?" Fi asked hopefully. It had been almost six months since the last time she had seen Ryan, when she had stopped to visit him for two weeks over her summer vacation.
"Not yet. Do you want me to buy you a watch for christmas, Fi?"
"I have watches."
A small crowd had gathered, and Fi stood n her tiptoes to see over the numerous heads. "I think I see him!"
Before Melinda could stop her, Fi was pushing her way through the crowd towards a boy two heads taller and wearing glasses. "Ryan!"
"Fi? Fi!" Ryan dropped his bag and caught his brunette girlfriend in his arms, hugging her tightly. "Oh, Fi. I've missed you."
"Ditto," she grinned, kissing him lightly on the lips, and taking his hand. "Ryan, Aunt Melinda. Aunt Melinda, Ryan."
"Nice to meet you, Ryan. Do you have much luggage?"
"Just one suitcase, and my laptop," he responded, gesturing to his shoulder bag.
"Ah, another computer geek. N wonder you two get along so well," she teased, ducking from Fi's playful swatting. "Well, I don't know about you two, but I'd love to leave the airport, so what do you say we find Ryan's luggage?"
"Sounds fine to me."
"Me too," echoed Ryan.
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Fi took Ryan upstairs to show him his bedroom, and to show him the guestroom, and the bathroom. He laughed at the alien wallpaper in her room, commenting it suited her well. She tackled him, he responded, and soon they were engaged in a tickle fight on her floor, laughing.
"Ever see the Space Needle?" Fi asked, as they lay on the floor, catching their breath.
"I've never been to Seattle before."
"No? Well, if we hurry, we could still catch it?"
"Catch what?"
"The most amazing sight you will ever see. Or one, rather."
"Could we do it tomorrow, maybe? Right now, I would rather sleep."
"Sleep when you're old," grinned Fi. Ryan grinned, but relented, extracting a promise from Fi that he could sleep until noon tomorrow, and that she took him to the Seattle Observatory, once before he left.
Fi promised she would.