Disclaimer: I own nothing of Full House, nor will I ever.
A/N: First fanfic, please review! Sorry if it's bad! DJ is eighteen, Stephanie is thirteen, Michelle is nine, and the twins are four.
"Michelle, for the last time, Gia and I are busy! We can't play checkers with you! Get out!" Stephanie cried to her younger sister. She and Gia, her best friend, had been absorbed by the latest fashion magazines when Michelle barged in and prodded them to play with her.
Michelle sighed and rolled her eyes. "Stephanie, this is my room, too. You can't kick me out of my own room! How am I supposed to live with such a blonde? That's it! I'm leaving!" Stephanie had to stifle a giggle at her sister's words. Michelle had left the room, unaware that she was indeed following Stephanie's orders. Stephanie and Gia turned back to their magazines and began discussing what to wear on their first day of school.
"Have mercy!" Jesse said as he entered the house. "Guess who just cut another record deal?" He strode into the kitchen, where his wife Rebecca and brother-in-law Danny were planning their next episode of Wake Up, San Francisco, a television show in which they co-hosted together.
Becky looked up and pretended to think hard. "Joey? I didn't know he was into music now!" She exclaimed sarcastically.
Jesse approached the fridge, retrieved a soda, and slid onto the countertop. "Give me a break, huh? The record company loved my new song! If the critics give it a good rating, I could finally get my big break!"
"That's great, Jesse!" Danny said, standing up to give Jesse a congratulatory hug. Jesse quickly pulled out of the embrace and commented gingerly, "Why don't you stick with a slap on the back?"
Danny pulled back, a smile still painted on his face. "You love me so much, don't you?" He sauntered out of the kitchen, humming tunelessly under his breath.
Jesse turned to his wife. "What's up with Danny? He's even perkier than usual—if that's even possible. Does he have a date or something?"
Becky nodded. "As a matter of fact, he's going out tonight with Debbie, the actor we interviewed on last week's show," she replied, referring to Danny's and her talk show. "She's not famous or anything—she's only done a couple commercials—but I think there's real talent in her."
Jesse grinned with anticipation. "And that's what the record company said to me!" He imagined himself meeting celebrities and performing at live concerts in front of thousands of screaming fans.
"Daddy!" Alex yelled suddenly. He and his twin brother Nicky had snuck down the stairs.
"Alex!" Jesse playfully wagged his finger at his son. "Did you and Nicky sneak out of your nap again?" He lifted his son up and set him in his arms. "Congratulate your old man! I'm on my way to fame!"
At that moment, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" Jesse sang out. He grinned to Becky. "That'll be the camera crew, waiting to interview me!"
"Dream on!" Becky called laughingly as he rushed to the door. "You're years away from that!"
Jesse simply ignored her and opened the door. He gasped in surprise at the figure in front of him.