Timeless || All Stories

15 || Families

"MOOOOM," Daniel whines into the phone, thoroughly upset and confused after seeing her latest Instagram story. "WHY IS AURORA IN MY ROOM?"

The eldest girl had been missing from the house for nearly a day, having taken off without warning for yet another one of her adventures.

The only clue she left was a sticky note on Jonah's forehead explaining that she's visiting each of the boys' families - or, as she worded it, all of her new parents.

"What do you mean?" Keri laughs into the receiver, watching as Aurora raids her son's closet. "Last I checked, this room went to the kid who actually calls me."

"I call you at least once a day!"

"I CALL TWICE A DAY, SO SUCK IT," Aurora shouts, throwing all of Daniel's clothes she doesn't want into the floor. "Hey, mum, can I start a burn pile?"

"Absolutely not!" Daniel's eyes widen in horror, not even wanting to think about the damage she'd cause to his room. "None of you move. I'm on my way!"

Keri can't help but to laugh once again as the frazzled teenage hangs up, already yelling for the others to get ready for a road trip.

"See?" Aurora smirks, prancing around in one of Daniel's old sweatshirts. "I told you this would get him to visit."

By the time Daniel and all of the others arrive to his home in Portland, Aurora is long gone. The only evidence she had been there in the first place is the fact that half of his wardrobe is gone and the walls if his room are no longer a soft blue. They're neon green.

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"Mom!" Aurora cries happily, dropping her bags and throwing her arms around her future mother in law. "I've missed you."

"We've missed you too," Carrie admits, hugging the girl tightly in return. "Where's Jonah?"

"Somewhere in Oregon, I think," Aurora shrugs her shoulders. "I-"

The siren of an airhorn sounds from upstairs, cutting off her sentence as a proud grin spreads across her face.

Pulling her own airhorn out, she blows it loudly and waits. . . . Barely five seconds later, feet can be heard running down the stairs and, both, Esther Grace and little Zebulon round the corner at lightning speed.

"AURORA," they squeal in unison, tackling her to the floor in a hug.

"Just the people I was looking for," she chuckles, gasping for air as Esther helps pull her back to her feet. "I need your help with a little project."

——

Two days later, Jonah opens his bedroom door warily, bracing himself to be hit by a blindingly bright color.

Esther Grace watches the spectacle from the safety of her room as all of the others crowd around his door as well, barely containing her fits of laughter.

Being the first to grow enough nerve, Carmen pushes through the group and throws the door open - only to be knocked back by an avalanche of Cheez-its boxes.

****

"Change the locks and don't open the door for anyone for the next twenty-four hours," Jack all but shouts into the phone.

"Don't you think you're overreacting?" Kristin asks, watching as Aurora dashes upstairs with a duffle bag of fireworks and Jack's sisters following right behind. She wasn't about to tell him Aurora was already in the house. "Aurora is a lovely girl."

"Yeah, and Corbyn is a red head," Jack snorts unamusedly. "She's going to do something to my room, Mom!"

Kristin doesn't answer, instead quickly hanging up so the boy doesn't hear her laughter or the loud bangs erupting from upstairs.

——

"Look what Aurora gave me!" Isla announces proudly as Jack sprints through the house.

He jerks to a stop to look closer at her hand, only to quickly regret it as he spots Aurora's infamous firework bombs.

"Oh, HELL NO."

"Jack Robert Avery," Kristin reprimands, causing the rest of the group to laugh. "You know better than to use such foul language."

"Sorry," he breathes out before taking the stairs two at a time.

It takes the curly haired singer several moments to even process what happened to his beloved room. Nearly every inch of the place was covered in splatters of ink.

****

"So," Jordan begins excitedly, sitting on one side of Aurora as Ashley takes the other side. "What's the plan for Corbyn's room?"

"What makes you think I'm doing something to his room?" The brunette raises an eyebrow, laughing at how quickly his expression falls.

"Come on!" He gestures around randomly. "It's all over Instagram how you've been fucking up each of the boys' rooms."

"Sorry to disappoint," she shrugs her shoulders casually before hopping off the couch to raid the kitchen. "Hey, Ashley, are you down for a shopping spree?"

——

Corbyn stands at the threshold of his room, pure fear written across his features as he looks around, waiting for something to go off.

Jordan had to admit that Aurora did have a point when she said leaving his room alone would be the best prank of all.

Corbyn, as well as all of the others, had been expecting some major change and/or damage. To see the room untouched was flat out unsettling.

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"Hey, mama!" Aurora calls out, casually letting herself into the house. "Did you miss me?"

"Of course." Myta greets her, pulling her into a hug before gesturing to the kitchen. "No one has been around to eat the Cheez-its stash!"

Reese and Ryan come bounding into the living room, equally eager grins on their faces.

"Are you gonna mess up Zachy's room?" She questions, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

"Heck yeah!" The brunette grins, dragging four huge bags into view. "That's what all of this is for."

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A couple days later, while Aurora is back home in a surprisingly empty house in LA, Zach stands in his room as an anguished wail escapes his lips.

His room had been transformed into a shrine dedicated to tons of Hollywood stars - all of which were male. There were pictures and posters of Zac Efron, Thomas Sangster, Big Time Rush, One Direction, Theo James and several other men Zach couldn't even name.

But, most importantly, were all the pictures of Sean James Teal. Aurora had even been able to find a comforter and pillow cases with Sean's face on them.

"I don't know about you," Carmen starts, taking all of it in, "but I love it."