A/N: Did you miss me? Kidding. I'm back with a new update! Sorry for the delay. I hope you enjoy this one. The conversion in game night is inspired by Tumblr. :) Happy reading!
Chapter 11
"We are finally in the "After ViceRylle" section, thank you for staying with me." I told my audience, "Now, I don't want to bore you so I'm not going to tell you every detail, every event that happened. Just the one that stood out. They're the most memorable ones."
"Simula nung maging sila, I kept track of the unforgettable moments. I had them written down in my diary. From their first date as a couple, to their first dance, even their first fight as a couple. But trust me, it was nothing serious." I assured them with a smile.
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Game night is one of their bonding time as a family. Every Friday, they'd play various types of board games: Snakes & Ladders, Scrabble, Monopoly, etc. Tonight, is Scrabble night and Vice is losing (as always).
"I will put my "E", "A", and "T" down to make "EAT"." Tristan said proudly as he formed the letters on the board.
"I will add my "F" to your "EAT" to make "FEAT". O-ha! Kala mo ah." Said his very competitive dad as he placed down the letters on the board.
Karylle smirked before saying, "I will add onto your "FEAT" to make "DEFEATED"." She said confidently as she formed the letters on the board with a proud smirk.
"That's it. I'm done." He said and scattered all the letters on the board in which both Tristan and Karylle just chuckled to.
"C'mon, Daddy. We're just having fun—" Karylle said softly but was cut off by him.
"Fun? You're the only one who's having fun. Ayoko na ng laro na yan. Iba na lang." Vice said as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Dada, you're so pikon." Tristan giggled and Vice's jaw dropped at his son's statement.
"I AM NOT PIKON." He said in defense. He really wasn't, he just doesn't like losing.
The doorbell rang and Vice went to open the door. It was Anne. Tristan invited her to come over for game night.
"Hey, Anne. Welcome. Pasok ka." Vice greeted but his tone didn't sound welcoming at all.
"What's up with you?" Anne asked him as she walked inside.
"We're playing Scrabble. It's a nightmare." Vice complained.
"Scrabble? Scrabble's fun!"
"Not when you're playing with Karylle, no. It's not fun at all. She puts words like "euphemism" and I put words like "dog". I hate that game." He said with his arms crossed and rolled his eyes.
Anne just chuckled at him as they made their way to the living room.
"Tita Ninang! I'm glad you made it!" Said Tristan who came running to her and gave her a long, tight hug.
"Anne, ready to play Scrabble?" Karylle asked her.
"Ye—"
"No! No more Scrabble!" Vice cut her off.
"Ang KJ nito. Ganito na lang, we'll play one last round of Scrabble then we can play another board game. Deal?" Karylle offered with a smile on her face.
"Fine. Pero sa isang kondisyon." He said and Karylle just looked at him, eyebrow raised.
"Pwede ako humingi ng tulong kay Anne." He said and grabbed Anne's arm.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Story of Us | ViceRylle
FanfictionTristan has always wanted to be an author. At the age of 23, he tells the crowd the only love story he knows: the epic love story of his parents. This story will include Tristan's on and off POV.