The Right Side of Wrong

Bottle My Heart: Part 1

Veronica's POV:

Because Harley's been looking for something to do while Ivy's at work, she's decided to become Lois' assistant. Unfortunately, that job was short-lived since Lois fired Harley after she confessed to killing Jason Woodrue. Now, Harley's venting about it to me, Ivy, and Frank while the triplets babble amongst themselves in their stroller, and Frank applies an ice pack to Harley's now bruised left eye.

Ivy: "Wow, I did not think Lois had it in her. You must have really pissed her off."

Frank: "You said something about that fucking neck, didn't you?"

Harley: "So? So? She was going on about her stupid Pulitzer when I'm the one who won--"

Ivy, Harley, & I: "Best Non-singing Role in a Musical for 'The Sound of Music'."

Ivy & I: "We know."

Frank: "If it was non-singing, I guess you didn't play Maria."

Me: "No, that was me. Harley played the hill."

Frank: "The fucking hill is not a character!"

Ivy: "No shit."

Harley & I: "Yes, it is!"

Rule number one on being a twin, especially Harley's twin: No matter what your honest thoughts are, you back her up in everything: Break-ups, debates, and the importance of their role in a musical. However, in this case, I genuinely agree with her for the following reason:

Harley: "The hills are alive, you assholes!"

Me: "Amen, sister."

Harley: "You can't be alive without being a character, ok?"

Ivy wraps her arm around Harley, who starts crying.

Ivy: "Yeah, what the fuck, Frank? Of course, the hills are alive. I mean, that's what the whole thing is about. So..."

Frank: "I'm willing to bet you never saw it, did you?"

Ivy: "Shut up, Frank."

Frank: "I'm not the one who made Harley cry."

Me: "Well, I'm the one who knows how to cheer her up. Come on, sis."

I gently lead Harley & Ivy off the couch and pick the triplets out of the stroller.

Me: "Hold out your arms, please."

They obey, and once the kids have their feet off the ground, they walk toward Harley & Ivy, earning excited gasps and grins from Harley & Ivy as I follow behind in case they stumble or fall.

Harley: "Oh, my God! Ronnie, I'm so happy for you!"

Harley gently takes Morgan & Quinn into her arms and spins them around in a hug.

Harley: "And you, you three little angels, you did so good!-*kisses the triplets' heads*-Makin' your Mommy and Aunties/Godmothers proud.-*to me*-How long have they--?"

Me: "Since I got home from the pasta dinner the other night."

Ivy: "They're getting so big, and now they're walking, and someday soon talking. Reminds me of Frank when he was that little."

Me: "Yeah, motherhood's treating us pretty well, huh?"

Ivy smiles as Harley makes smiley faces at the kids before her eyes well up with tears again.