Yuuki, like Valentine did during his English exam, was idly toying with one of her numerous weapons while she waited for the end of the exam to arrive. However, despite her Colt being under her left arm, she was toying with her butterfly knife. Ahead of her - since the seats were arranged alphabetically by their teacher - Rachael was resting her jaw in her raised hand, the other was idly tapping her index finger on the desktop, completely bored since she didn't have an extra knife to play with like Yuuki was doing. Hers, the big nine inch combat knife, was sheathed on her lower back, and her Colt was under her left arm, just like her twin. School may have agreed to let them have their guns on them, but they'd only done so if the gun was openly carried and sadly, they only had that privilege for their sidearms and their knives. Nothing else. Rachael idly mused what reactions she'd receive for bringing in Dakka, her RPD... Or for Yuuki bringing in her obnoxiously coloured M4a2, Calyptica... or even her infamous Mosin Nagant, Lucky Lady...
"Alright, time's up. Pass them forward, staring at the back. You can leave when the bell rings. Your final transcript will be mailed to your homes in the next week or two, once it's been completed with your exam marks." Their math teacher spoke up suddenly, startling Rachael out of her reverie. He then noticed Yuuki was twirling her knife between her fingers with practiced ease. "Yuuki, knife away please. Not everyone here can regenerate like yourself."
"Oh c'mon, you've seen me using it like this for over a month." Yuuki joked as she flipped her grip on the weapon around, then flicked her wrist to flip the hanging handle and the blade upwards to close the weapon, then slid the weapon back into it's usual place down her cleavage. "Besides, I'm not doing tricks with it."
"Regardless, Yuuki, safety is key." Their teacher affirmed a moment before the bell rang and everyone filed out.
"Now, some of us have been busting our asses with exams, so I think it's high time we fucking relax." Yuuki spoke up suddenly at the dinner table, with Jake, Sherry and Sheva also in attendance. "I would like some ideas, but I do have a suggestion of my own, if that's cool."
"And what would that be?" Tobias seemed oddly interested, so he affixed his dual blue gazes on his oldest daughter. "Not everyone's keen on the beach, y'know." He knew a basic version of Sheva's original injury, of course.
"The Canada Cabin." Yuuki replied, talking about the family cabin in Ontario, Canada that Tobias had inherited from Alice. The nickname was one that simply stuck from when Yuuki was a small child, when they'd regularly visit the cabin as a family vacation. "We haven't been there in years!"
Rize and Tobias shared a glance, both thinking the same thing. Then Tobias cleared his throat and spoke.
"We'll let your grades be the deciding factor. We'll also likely need to get permission from Sheva and Sherry's parents, if you two wish to join us, that is." He glanced at the two girls, who nodded. Then Jake laughed for a moment, drawing all of their gazes for a moment.
"What? I don't exactly need his permission." Jake laughed again upon catching sight of Sheva's confused stare. "My dad's... not exactly involved in my life anymore. He's at the bottom of the Pacific."
"I uh..." Sheva was even more confused, so Rachael leaned forward and simplified her concerns.
"Jake's dad is Albert Wesker. It's a long story."
The day that Valentine, Yuuki and Rachael's letters from school arrived, Jake, Sherry and Sheva were already there for the day, enjoying a six player game of Monopoly for the sister's current livestream. But, when they heard the knock at the door, Yuuki - who was admittedly winning - accidentally knocked the board flying in their mutual haste to leave the room with a hurried 'We'll be right back!' before they vanished from the camera's view.
"Valentine, Rachael and Yuuki Darkwood?" The courier held up the three envelopes, clueing in to which of the six were the siblings, no thanks to their signature sparkling silver hair. "Good luck, you three." He politely pinched the brim of his hat to them before heading back to his delivery van as the door closed.
"We should probably wait for your parents..." Sherry began, but Yuuki and Rachael - both thinking the same idea - were already halfway up the stairs to return to the ongoing livestream to showcase their results.
When they'd all gathered in the sister's room again, Yuuki was already slicing her letter open with one of her claws, while Rachael was halfway through talking to the chat.
"... Our marks, so Mom, Dad, if you're here, speak up before someone..." Rachael snatched the letter from Yuuki's hand suddenly. "Gets a bit ahead of herself."
"I'm in my office, one moment." Rize's message dinged in, quickly followed by the sound of her approaching footsteps in the hall.
"On my way." Tobias, who was downstairs, also sent his affirmation before his footfalls reached their ears and he joined his wife at the door. "So, like I said, your grades will determine whether or not we go to the Canada Cabin. Read them off for the whole stream to hear." Tobias smirked as the letters were divvied to their proper recipient of the three siblings.
"All but four of my marks are in the 80's. Three are in the low 90's, and I have a hundred in Vocal Music." Yuuki read over her final grades with a proud smile, not at all surprised by her singing grade.
"I have six in the 90's, singing's the same... and my lowest is 85." Rachael scanned her own list, earning a 'not bad' expression from her twin, which left Valentine silently staring at his own grades. "Yo, Val... What's wrong?"
"I obviously started later than everyone else, but I did the remedial catching up ahead of my exams, got my effective grades and all that for ninth grade... and none of my marks are below 95. I have two 100's and a 97." Valentine flipped the page around to show his semester's four classes to everyone else to prove he wasn't bluffing.
The stream's chat was exploding with praise, but went completely ignored since twenty pairs of eyes were locked onto Tobias' face as he stood there in a silently stoic pose with his arms crossed.
"Ask your mother." He smirked before spinning curtly on his heel and walking away from the sudden groans of annoyance and Yuuki's angry peel of Japanese cursing.
Rize laughed at Tobias' little trick, knowing that the stream's chat was losing their minds, but since she was the actual head of the household, she felt that their grades were excellent, and worth the trip up north.
"Sheva, dear, can you come with me so we can speak to your parents?" Rize beckoned for the girl to join her, earning exchanged glances from the other five teens behind her. "Sherry, you too."
And suddenly... the chat was completely silent.
"Passports please." The twang of the Canadian border officer felt a bit grating on Sheva's ears, mixed with the low buzz of other officers speaking to fellow travelers around them.
"Thank you." With practiced efficiency, the female officer input their information into the system. "How long will you be staying in Canada, and is it for business or pleasure?"
"Pleasure, one week." Tobias replied, since he was in the lead.
"How many individuals are in your group?" The officer leaned to the side to see Rize, Jake, Sherry, Sheva, Valentine, Rachael and Yuuki behind his towering presence.
"Eight."
"Have you declared all items on the forms?"
"Yes."
"You've declared multiple firearms, I require licences and permits, and all ammunition must be declared."
"The third form, ma'am. All relevant information is there." Tobias knew this would happen, so the official BSAA document commissioned by the US government declared that himself and his family were permitted to bring firearms across international borders at any time. Also of note was that ammunition needn't be declared by a direct count.
"I see." The officer read over the form, then sighed. "And the persons detailed in this form exceed your group's numbers. I'll need names, since the individual names are listed with specific firearms."
"I am Tobias. I have declared only three firearms from my roster; the H&K VP9's and the H&K USP.45. Though listed on the form, I did not bring the suppressors for any of them." Tobias beckoned his family over. "My three children, Yuuki, Rachael and Valentine all share a matching set of three Colt M1911a1 pistols, and my oldest here, Yuuki, has her Model 91/30 Mosin Nagant. And lastly, my wife, Rize, has only the one firearm, the Beretta M93 Raffica."
"Alright, and pardon me for asking, but are the weapons currently loaded?"
"No, I personally made sure of that before we left." Tobias shook his head. "Are there any further issues to address, Officer?"
"One last thing... I've just gotta verify which vehicle that the firearms are stored in." The officer shuffled the stack of forms and handed them back before typing at the computer again. "The black pickup truck, and they are declared to be stored inside individual carrying cases in the back seat? Is that correct?"
"That is correct. The ammunition is inside a locked storage container in the bed of the truck."
"Thank you, and enjoy your visit to Canada, Mr. Darkwood." The officer finished typing and printed the document, which was added to the pile in Tobias' hand. "Take that form back to the officer at your inspection bay, they'll direct you onwards into Ontario."
"Thank you for your assistance, ma'am. Have a good day." They all filed back out, where Yuuki and Rachael's bikes sat beside their father's pickup where three officers stood waiting for the page in Tobias' hand.
"Sir." The nearest officer held out his hand for the form, then read it over and nodded once before giving them the directions out of the inspection bay and onwards into outgoing traffic. "Take care, ladies and gentlemen."
With that, Yuuki and Rachael swung their legs over their bikes, Jake joining behind Yuuki and Sherry behind Rachael, while Tobias, Rize, Sheva and Valentine climbed back into the truck and went through the border and onwards for their cabin trip.
"Holy fuck they were so polite! What's it like in reverse, coming into the States?" Rachael's voice came through the intercom that the bike helmets had linked to Tobias' truck for the trip.
"Same process, but no where near as friendly in comparison." Tobias replied with a smirk. "Especially at airports. Koko's told me a few stories, especially concerning Jonah and Valmet."
"Such as?" Rize raised an eyebrow, staring at her husband suspiciously.
"Valmet once picked a fight with a guy. Said she didn't like the way he was talking about Koko and Jonah at the time... Which leads to the recurring problem that Jonah had for several years." Tobias smirked wider. "Jonah used to have a bullet fragment in his right ass cheek, it always set off the metal detectors at security."
"Wait, I thought it was Lutz that had the problem with getting shot in the ass?" Yuuki commented, since she'd met the German sniper - during Koko's first R&R trip to LA after the Carrier Incident - during the recovery process after he'd been shot in the ass cheek.
"He does. Jonah's was just a fragment from a ricochet. He didn't like the idea of having surgery, something about being scared of needles or something like that. Lutz has been grazed eight times and at my last count, has had seventeen direct hits."
"Um... Who are you talking about again?" Sheva couldn't help but ask, so Rize turned to smile slightly at her.
"Koko is a friend of Toby's. She's a ballistic arms dealer, and she has a team of bodyguards that work for her at all times. Lutz is one of her two snipers, Valmet's the only female on the team and all that it entails, and Jonah... he's the youngest, a former child soldier that she hired... And he later became her... How do I put this...?" Rize paused for thought, but Yuuki suddenly piped up over the intercom.
"Koko's a cougar. Jonah's basically her boyfriend."