I do not own SpyXFamily okay? I am overwhelmed with how much you guys like this story! So I am here getting it going faster! Anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic!
Anya had found it hard to pay attention that day in school, knowing she was going to be staying over at Becky's. Yor and Loid would be bringing over her suitcase as they had wanted to speak with whatever adult was with Becky when they had gone home. As the school bell rang for the end of the day, Yor and Loid were standing by Becky's car talking with the driver. Anya looked nervous and Becky looked like she had seen an angel. She had known what Anya's parents had looked like from a picture but from that picture she developed a crush on Loid. "That's my Mama and Papa." Anya said as she pointed them out.
"He's a dreamboat..." Becky smiled, looking at Loid with loving eyes.
"Papa?" Anya asked, not sure by what Becky meant.
"Oh hello." Loid said as Becky felt her heart flutter. "You must be Becky, Anya has told me so much about you."
"Uhehehehehhe..." Becky blushed hiding behind Anya.
"It's been nothing but good news. You've been a very good friend to Anya and for that I want to thank you." Loid smiled. "Let me shake your hand."
"It's nothing Mr. Forger sir..." Becky blushed as she took his hand and shook it. I'm never washing this hand again! She thought as she went back to the car.
"This is Becky's driver. Her parents aren't here but you can talk to him!" Anya said as Becky seemed too embarrassed to talk more.
"You must be Anya's parents." The driver said holding out his hand for Loid then Yor to shake. "Rest assured that Miss Blackbell's parents are aware of this slumber party and will do the utmost to make sure your daughter is happy and well taken care of in your absence Mr and Mrs. Forger."
"It's good to hear so." Yor smiled. "I am so happy to see Anya making good friends here."
"I as well." Loid said as he motioned to the small trunk. "We have a suitcase of clothes for Anya, where would you like them?"
"I will put it in the trunk." The driver said taking the suitcase.
"Bye Mama! Bye Papa!" Anya said hugging them. "I will see you later."
"Have fun!" Yor smiled.
"I will." Anya assured her.
"Be nice." Loid said. "Listen to the adults and work hard. Have fun but do not stay up too late. Brush your teeth and help out. Be a proper guest."
"Okey-dokey." Anya saluted then gave Loid a hug before running into the car after Becky.
It's not Damian Desmond but I guess a way to meet the Blackbells is useful. I haven't the heart to tell Anya that Donovan Desmond isn't likely to show at a mere Father's day party but going for another Star is part of plan A of the mission. Damian, well he might come around, I don't know. Loid thought as he and Yor headed back to the apartment.
"You're worried about Anya, aren't you?" Yor asked.
"Yes." Loid said. I wish she'd have befriended Damian so much more.
"Becky seems like a nice girl, and from what I hear about Damian, he's picking on Anya." Yor sighed. Loid looked over at Yor.
"Yes, I have heard that too." Loid said, not telling Yor how he knew about that.
"Well, I don't know how true it is, you may be able to tell me as I was never a 6 year old boy, " She began. "But my parents told me at that age when a boy picked on you, they really liked you but couldn't admit it. Maybe Damian does really like Anya, but can't say it or he'll not be as cool to his friends."
"I don't remember doing that..." Loid said. And honestly the mission can't wait the years that would take for Damian to mature to that level. Best hope at this point is to get more stars. Loid thought as they headed to their home.
"Oh come on..." Yor teased as Loid looked at her sternly.
"Well, Yuri did act like that to one girl in his class until I told him it was not nice." Yor added.
"Fascinating." Loid sighed.
Meanwhile, Anya looked around Becky's limo with an amazed look on her face. She had never been in anything so luxurious. The windows had curtains and there was a section in the back with drinks. "Here." Becky said as she poured Anya a glass of juice. "Have some apple juice on the way home."
"Thank you." Anya smiled.
"You take the bus normally?" Becky asked.
"Yep." Anya said.
"Really I should talk to my parents about us picking you up and dropping you off." Becky said. "You're way better than the bus." She sipped her juice with a smile. "Don't worry, Mom and Dad know you're coming and you'll see them when we have dinner. And I already came up with some food ideas for the chef to make for the dads of our class. I figured we could spend tonight tasting them and watching some movies."
"Like the new Spy Wars movie?" Anya asked.
"Sure." Becky smiled. "We can work on the decorations too."
"I want to paint the banner." Anya said as they rode in the car to a suburb outside Berlint, it was out of the way and in a very wooded area. Bond would like this... she thought looking out the window.
"Oh we're getting close to the property." Becky smiled. "We can play with Weezy when we get back too."
"Weezy?" Anya asked.
"He's my dog. And he's so cute." Becky smiled.
"I have a dog. Bond. And he's so big, white and fluffy. I can even ride him." Anya said.
"Cool." Becky said. "I have to go to your place one of these days and meet him." And I can take a look at your handsome dad... She thought as Anya's eyes widened.
Why does she keep looking at Papa that way? Anya thought as the car pulled up in the driveway to a large mansion. "Holy cow!" Anya said. "My house is nothing like yours."
"Well, when your dad runs a military arms company, this comes with it." Becky sighed. "Anyway, let's get inside and change, I can't wait to get out of this school uniform. Driver, get Anya's suitcase and let's take it to my room." Becky smiled as he let the girls out of the car and took out Anya's bag and followed them into the large manor house to Becky's room. Becky opened the door and Anya looked around amazed. This room was huge and she had a large canopy bed and dresser, a vanity and dressing table and closet. Becky noticed Anya standing by her suitcase, "You can change in the bathroom over there."
"Okay." Anya said as she pulled out the dress and headed into the bathroom to change. This whole place is so big. She thought as she looked at the large claw foot tub, pink toilet and sink in the bathroom. She quickly changed her clothes as a woman came in. Anya had just finished changing when she peaked out of the door.
"Martha!" Becky said as she ran up to the older woman.
"Is that your grandma?" Anya asked.
"Oooooooh, who may this be Miss Blackbell?" Martha asked looking at Becky to Anya.
"This is my friend Anya, she's sleeping over tonight so we can work on a project for school." Becky said as she hugged Anya.
"Well that's wonderful." Martha said. "Remember that dinner is soon. Your parents are waiting."
"Thank you Martha." Becky said. "Come on Anya, let me show you the dining room! I know my dad hangs out there a lot before dinner." With this, she took Anya's hand and led her to the dining room. Once there, her father looked up and smiled.
"Oh hello Becky!" Her father said. "This must be your friend Anya Forger am I correct?"
"Yes Mr Blackbell" Anya nodded as Mr. Blackbell put down his newspaper and looked lovingly at his daughter and her best friend. He was a large, plump man who had a very bushy mustache. He was dressed in a very fine business suit and looked impressive. Like a CEO of a military arms manufacturer would, like a man who had front line experience but had now gotten out of the military.
"Well Becky really likes you and told us all about you. Thank you for being her friend." Mrs Blackbell said as she sat down beside her husband. She looked much younger than Mr. Blackbell but refined. She seemed to really be in love with Mr. Blackbell, rather than just with him for his money, as Anya had heard a lot of students at Eden Academy talk about their parents.
"You're welcome Mrs. Blackbell." Anya said.
"Oh, dinner is ready." Mr. Blackbell noted as Becky sat down and showed Anya the seat across from her. In came butlers and servants who had each given a plate to a member of the family. "Ah, my favorite he said. Fillet mignon and au gratian potatoes with homemade gravy. It's not much but it's good."
"Indeed." Mrs Blackbell smiled.
As they began to eat, Mr Blackbell looked over to Becky and Anya. "So, Becky tells me you two have a project you are working on for extra credit?'
"Yes Daddy!" Becky said. "We're hosting a party for our class for father's day." Anya looked at Becky surprised.
"Yes, but I am keeping it a secret from my papa..." Anya added. "Mama knows and promised not to tell."
"Awww, why did you want to keep it secret from him?" Mrs. Blackbell asked with genuine interest.
"I want it to be a surprise." Anya said simply.
"Well, that's a good reason." Mr. Blackbell said. "What does your papa do?"
"He's a psy-psyhictristst...a feelings doctor." Anya said. She knew she couldn't tell them Loid's real profession but stumbled over psychiatrist.
"That's a good job." Mrs. Blackbell said. "Does your mama have a job?"
"She works at city hall." Anya said, once again knowing she DEFINATLY could not tell them Yor's real profession.
"Hmmmmmm." Mr. Blackbell said. "Both good honest jobs. You sound like you have a good family Miss Anya."
"Thank you Mr. Blackbell." Anya said as she took another bite of the meat. "This fillet minoin is very good."
"Thank our chef." Mr. Blackbell said.
"We will when we talk with him later on." Becky said. "I gave him the menu for the party so that we could impress Professor Henderson."
"That man loves elegance." Mr. Blackbell noted as Anya and Becky nodded.
After dinner, Anya and Becky went to her bedroom for a little bit and relaxed, pet her dog and played with her dolls until the cook and a few servants came in. "This is the sample menu I had the cooks make. I wanted you to try them while we watched the Spy Wars movie." Becky explained.
"Okay." Anya said as the movie began and she sampled the foods Becky had picked. They were all very tasty and as Professor Henderson would call it elegant. By the end of the movie, both their stomachs were bulging and full.
"So...urrrph..." Becky began hiding a burp. "Whatcha think?"
"Delicious!" Anya said as she belched herself.
"Good." Becky yawned. "Tomorrow, decorations and invitations."
"Agreed." Anya sighed, stuffed with the food.
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