Lemonade

Chapter III

Bumble Bee was sad that today was the last day for her friends to be in California.

She dressed somberly with black dress pants, a gold shirt and black blazer. She hurried to dress the kids then went to see if her friends were awake.

She should have known Marcy would be. She knocked on their door to find Marcy opened up right away. "Hey! You're wearing red!"

"I do that every so often." Marcy lifted a brow.

"You look so cute."

Marcy was wearing a short, flared, pleated red plaid skirt with a long sleeved, scoop neck black top, thick white socks and red jacket with a black belt with diamonds and a pair of black Timberlands. She wore matching jewelry and had a matching manicure. "The girls look the same."

"Really?" Bumble Bee was impressed.

"Yep." Marcy made a sound and her daughters slepped over. She was right. They matched her but their black tops weren't revealing and they wore black Mary Janes.

"What are Mal and the boys wearing?" Bumble Bee had to know.

Marcy clicked her tongue.

Mal and the boys walked over wearing a black Henley shirt with red plaid pants and black All-Stars. They each wore a red jacket to match with a black belt.

"You look so handsome!" Bumble Bee gushed.

Mal preened so his sons did.

Bumble Bee laughed as Mari opened her family's door. "You're matching?!"

Bumble Bee nodded. "Don't they look so cute?"

"You do!" Mari cooed. She was wearing an outfit much like the day before but it was a purple paisley dress with brown accents.

"Why don't you match with your family?" Marcy asked.

"He won't let me." Mari pouted.

"Spencer!"

Spence groaned as he came from inside the room with Mea. "No!"

"Yes!" Marcy wagged a finger.

"You think we got all these kids by accident?" Mal asked wisely. "I do whatever she wants."

Spence thought about it. "I don't have a purple shirt."

"We can go shopping." Mari clapped.

Marcy was visibly horrified.

Bumble Bee laughed. "We can go after breakfast."

Marcy gave her a poisoned look.

"Church?" Calli pulled on Bumble Bee's slacks.

Bumble Bee's mouth worked. She had forgotten that their family went to church every Sunday. Her family had been the same. "I don't know, honey."

"No, baby." Marcy saved her best friend. "Not this week."

"Yay." Mally sneered.

"If any a body needed church,-" Marcy gave him a rotten look.

He faceplanted her stomach.

Mal rubbed his son's curls. "Let's go upstairs. We can find out what to do up there."

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They could not. As Raven meditated, the adults whisper-argued about what to do.

Nightwing and Jinx walked in for their morning drinks. "What are you doing?"

Bumble Bee turned with a false smile. "Nothing. Good morning."

Both eyed her before Nightwing decided he didn't want to be in it. He took his coffee and ambled out.