(-Vegas Vacation-)
You are at the pool with your best friend Tiffany. You and Tiffany are wearing 50s style swimsuits unlike everyone else who are wearing skimpy bikinis. You and Tiffany are playing with a beach ball.
"I got it Tiff!" you exclaimed as you caught the ball.
You threw the ball to Tiffany, but someone else caught it.
"I'll go get it!" you said.
Who caught the ball?
You see a teenage boy holding your beach ball. You found him hot, and he seemed to be about your age. (16)
"Sorry, that's my ball.." You walk over to the guy.
He stares at you, and even though it's hard to admit it, you liked it.
"Hi. I'm Y/n."
"I'm Russ." he introduced himself.
"So is that short for Russell?" you asked.
"Yes."
"Are you from around here?" you asked.
"No, I'm from Chicago."
"Who's this?" You pointed to the man next to him.
"Hi! I'm Clark W Griswold, Russ' dad."
"Hi Mr. Griswold, I'm Y/n."
"If you want to drop by, we are at The Mirage."
"Y/n! Come on!!" Tiffany yelled for you.
"Anyway, I've gotta get going, I might drop by later tonight. Byeee!"
------Later that evening...------
You are living with your aunt and uncle, and they let you walk on the Strip alone. You have been past The Mirage many times, but you've never been inside. You have always wanted to know what it's like inside. You walk up to the huge white building and open the heavy glass doors. You try to find the front desk, and eventually you find it. You see an older woman standing behind it.
"Hello, is this the front desk?" You asked shyly.
"Why yes it is? How may I help you?" She asked kindly.
"I have a friend who is staying here, and he told me if I wanted to drop by, I could. May I have their room number?" You asked, gaining more confidence.
"What's the person's name?" She asked politely.
"Russell Griswold."
"Hmm.. I don't see him on here, I do see Clark W. Griswold on this list." She checked the list.
"Oh yes, that's his dad." you recognized the name.
The hotel lady wrote the Griswolds' room number and floor on a piece of paper and directed you to the elevators. You go up to the correct floor, and you look for their room. Eventually, you found it. You shyly knocked on the door. A blonde haired woman answered. You don't know if you had the wrong room or not.
"Hello? How can I help you?" The woman asked.
"I am looking for Russell Griswold. You see I met him today at the pool, and his dad said they were staying at The Mirage. I hope this isn't the wrong room."
"What's your name?" She wondered.
"Y/n."
"I'm Mrs. Griswold. Come on in! Welcome! Mr. Griswold is downstairs in the casino, but Russ is here!" She welcomed you in.
You walk in, but you don't see them in the room. You were about to leave when Russ recognized your voice.
"Y/n?" he calls out for you.
"Hi Russ! How are you?"
Russ hugs you, which is weird because you two weren't dating. You did like it though. Russ smelled good to you.
"Audrey? I want you to meet Y/n!" Russ calls out.
"What do you want? I'm getting ready to go somewhere and- Who is this, your girlfriend?" Audrey asked.
You two both blushed.
"Hi! I'm Audrey. I can't stay for too long because I'm going out with Vickie. Bye!" She spoke as she rushed out of the door.
Mrs. Griswold walks over to us, and she gets an idea.
"Why don't you two go out to dinner? You can get to know each other better!" She suggested.
She could tell that Russ liked me, and that I liked Russ.
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," I tell Mrs. Griswold.
"Have fun!" Mrs. Griswold tells us.
Russ takes your hand as you two walk out of the hotel, but before you two get out of the hotel doors, Mr. Griswold walks up to you two.
Russ, Y/n? What are you two doing?" Mr. Griswold asks us.
"Mom suggested that we go out to dinner." Russ explained.
"Well, have fun!" Mr. Griswold said as he patted Russ on the shoulder.
As you and Russ walked out of the hotel doors, you and him talk about different things. You told him about how you and your best friend Tiffany stay at your aunt and uncle's house here in Las Vegas for the summer. You actually live in Chicago with your parents during the school year. Eventually, you make it to the restaurant. You get a table for two.
"Y/n, can I tell you something?" Russ looks nervous about something.
"Yeah sure, you can tell me anything."
"Y/n, I really like you, and I wanted to know if you wanted to be my girlfriend." He blurts out.
"Yes I would!!!!!"
Russ pulls you close and gently kisses you on the lips. Everyone in the restaurant is clapping.
Afterwards, he takes your hand and walks you home. He kisses you again before you walk into the door, and then he leaves.
You can't wait to see how many more adventures you would go on with your new boyfriend.
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Griswold Family Imagines
Fanfictionimagines for the Griswold family from the National Lampoon's vacation series. I will also include some other characters as well. most of these will be character x reader but I can do some other things as well. NO SMUT WHATSOEVER.
