Second Oldest ~ Shameless

Familia Supra Gallegorious Omina!

Gwen and Pete, who's face was still bruised and now had a bandage on his nose from when Sean accidentally punching him when he beat up Frank a few days ago. Pete was also carrying Evie in his arms, walked into the Gallagher house early in the morning to find Carl ironing a shirt.

"What sort of alternative universe did we stumble into?" Gwen joked as Pete and even Evie laughed, so did Gwen's siblings except for Carl though he did smile a little.

"I'm just ironing my shirt." Carl replied, simply.

"Since when do you do that little man?" Pete questioned and Carl just shrugged but Pete could tell it was because of his new girlfriend Dom's father Luther is a cop and probably had some sort of talk with Carl.

"Well, I don't mind doing it for you." Gwen offered her brother who shook his head.

"No, it's fine. I have to learn to do it for myself, right?" This confirmed Pete's theory it was about Luther, not that he was complaining. Gwen and him liked to see Carl starting to get his act together and starting to want to grow up, sort of. "Do my part." Carl finished and Gwen and Pete nodded in understanding.

"Well that's good to hear, bud. Learning to do things yourself, that's really mature of you." Gwen complimented as she was now close enough to Carl to smell... "Are you wearing cologne?"

"Aftershave. Good for razed burn."

"Wow. Already putting on aftershave." Pete commented, "You really are becoming a man." Pete offered his fist for Carl who gladly fist bumped his soon to be brother in law.

"Is there any wedding stuff going on tonight?" Carl asked Fiona.

"Uh, nope. You're in the clear till tomorrow. Why?" Fiona asked.

"Gonna watch the DePaul game with Luther tonight."

"Luther?" Gwen repeated to make sure she heard correctly. "Dominque's Dad?"

"Yep." Carl nodded with a smile.

"Girlfriend's father, huh?" Fiona questioned, "Sounds like it's getting series."

"Definitely."

"Don't worry, Fi. Me and Pete already gave Carl "the talk."" Gwen told her sister, knowing what Fiona was about to say about protection.

Fiona nodded, "Good. Condoms, no matter what, okay? We don't need any-" Gwen cut her off by placing a hand on her mouth when she saw Debbie coming down the stairs, looking exhausted.

"Any what? More accidents like Franny?" Gwen rolled her eyes and sign in defeat, not wanting to hear Debbie bitch about this, this early in the morning. "I guess that means Ev-" Debbie cut herself off when she saw Pete standing behind Gwen, Evie still in his arms as he subtly cracked his knuckles and made a "you're dead meat" hand signal. "Never mind!"

"That's what I thought." Pete grumbled narrowing his eyes at her.

"Franny still asleep?" Fiona asked Debbie.

Debbie rolled her eyes, "No, I left her up there screaming, hungry, wallowing in a dirty diaper to suffer."

"I'm sorry, Debs. I didn't mean that Franny was..." Fiona tried to apologize but Debbie cut her off.

"I know exactly what you meant."

Gwen smiled as she saw Pete let Evie down on the ground and she was now sitting next to her uncle Liam as he finished eating his breakfast and it seemed they were having a conversation that only they could understand with their toddler language.

"Ah, good job, boo. Finish your juice and go brush your teeth, okay?" Fiona said as came over to them at the table.

"You thought any more about letting Franny be the flower girl at the wedding tomorrow?" Fiona asked Debbie, "Evie's going to be a flower girl."