The Book of What If's

What If #2: Home at Last

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Timeline: After Rewind
If Jay left....
P.S slightly OOC for some of the characters so sorry😅
P.P.S I highly advise you finish reading Rewind before continuing reading this oneshot... It may or may not have spoilers 😅
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*knock knock *

"Hey kid! Can you get that for me?" said the sickly sweet voice coming from the kitchen.

"Why me!?! You're closer to the door!!!" A younger voice shouted from upstairs, who then proceeded to follow the woman's orders while muttering all the way about 'why is it always him and not the others being ordered around like a slave...'

"Well I'm busy..." she responded

"You always say you're busy..." retorted the kid while nearing the door.

In fact, I'm the one that always gets ordered around. Hey kid, could you answer the phone? Kid, can you feed the dog? Hey, could you throw out the trash? Hey kid, do this, do that! What am I?!?! A servant? He thought to himself. And what is she so preoccupied with? Trying to bake again? Or maybe trying to make another one of her 'art' that she calls a masterpiece, he snorted to himself.

"In fact..." he then proceeded to peek at the other person in front of the door while continuing "eating isn't even considered as being bu- Hey! Where have you been mister!?! Everyone missed you, well except Aqueela..."He said excitedly as he opened the door to greet him with a hug, to which the person responded to just as eagerly.

"I heard my name! I know I'm amazing and all...Actually, amazing doesn't even scrape the surface of my amazingness. Maybe I should be called 'Aqueela the Amazing Legend' or something...Anywho, who's at the door kiddo?" the woman's voice faltered as she walked through the living room to look at the guest. The woman aka 'THE Aqueela the Great the First' aka 'The Legend' stood frozen as she recognized the person standing on her doorstep, her favorite person.

" Well Lawson, I didn't think you'd forget about me so easily-"

"G-Grey ?" She stuttered, disbelief heard in the tone of her voice.

"But then again, you're an idiot so I wouldn't put anything past yo-"

"Grey!" She pounced on the unsuspecting victim and squeezed the life out of him as they both fell on the floor, successfully flattening Grey on the ground like a pancake.

"-you" he wheezed under her; correction: her favorite person to torment. As she was about to say something about his crappy comments and where to shove it, she heard someone else speak.

"Don't call her an idiot Grey, and Aqueela please get off of him" said a very very familiar voice coming from the front porch.

Aqueela quickly got off of Grey to see the person standing by the doorway.

You could practically hear her jaw dropping on the floor because there stood the one she loved, correction: she loves; the person that causes butterflies to erupt in her stomach; the one who took her breath away, quite literally; the one person she missed so much; standing there in all his glory. The one that got away...

Well more like 'flew' away.... she thought to herself

"Jay?" A quiet voice asked, Aqueela not believing that was her who just spoke.