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A really cute and happy chapter...
if you want to call that.

Camila groaned, putting on her slippers and rushing to the door. Who could this be though?
Nobody else was expected, unless it was Matt or maybe even Pidge, Hunk, and Keith.

Through the peep hole was where Camila looked as her children waited patiently.
Camila gasped, stepping away.

"Mamá, is everything alright?" Marco asked, proceeding to stand. "N-No! No, Marco—your-your-" Mateo's and Valerie's footsteps marched downstairs. "Evening, uncle Lan—Luis?" Mateo's mouth dangled open. He was six years old when Marco, Mateo's and Valerie's father, left. Valerie was a bit older, she was eight. Now their the ages thirteen and fifteen.

They stood there in shock as they saw their father and long-lost uncle sit at the dining table. "Hey Kids, how's your ma?" Marco asked, arms spread open. They ran to their father happily. "Dad.." Valerie mumbled.

Camila opened the door.

"Sofia!" Camila happily cheered.

"Aunty Camila, hello!" She hugged her, taking off her shoes. "Hey Lance, Ronnie. Oh, Rachel. That baby bump's getting bigger." 'Sofia' laughed. Sofia was Marco's wife, at least before he moved to Boston for college.

"Luis! You've finally come home!" Sofia smiled, ruffling his hair with a kiss on his red-ish cheek. "Ah, no getting the hots for my little brother, Sofia." Marco cleared his throat.
Sofia stood there, dumbfounded.

Lance and Rachel were whispering to themselves, Veronica had gotten annoyed and told them to shut up.

"Marc—Marco." Her arms wrapped around his soon enough. It was a sweet moment for the McClains, to say the least.

...

At around midnight...

Pidge waited hours on end for Lance to come back to her house. She'd figured he was having a good time, and she shouldn't have bugged him. Though, as you can imply, she did.
Calling him, texting him, listening to Christmas music as she waited. She could sneak a visit to Hunk's house, maybe dance to some songs with him and Keith. Yeah, but no. Lance kept texting her.

iMessages

Lance<3
Hold on!!! Please, you know
I don't have keysss

Pidgeon :/
Okay, why can't ya just meet
me at Hunk's house?

Lance<3
I'm sorry Pidge, but I kinda lied
And said I'm going OUT
You know my family won't let me
ditch them just to go to a
friend's house

Pidgeon :/
ugh whatever just come quick

So the girl laid on her bed restlessly, Jingle Bell Rock playing in the background. Her phone had began to ring with a special ringtone for Hunk. "Hola." Pidge frowned impatiently.

Hunk laughed, he looked as if he were a bit tipsy. Keith was singing 'We wish you a merry Christmas' somewhere in front of him.
The fairy lights gleamed as Hunk turned the camera to fixate on the boy. He was totally sober, Pidge could tell because he wasn't slurring his words much. Why was he doing this? Keith wasn't one to have fun out of own choice. But she decided to laugh first and ask any questions later.

The boy skipped around the living room happily, doubling over and momentarily stopping to laugh his ass off.

The music had stopped, and he turned to Hunk.

"How was I?" He smiled, giving the jazz hands.
"Beautiful, Keith!" Pidge yelled.

"Hunk! I told you specifically not to show Pidgeee!" He whined, racing the toward the other boy. "Gotta go, come over soon—"
The beeping noise came from Pidge's phone, signaling the FaceTime was ended.

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