Daughter - A Surrera Fanfic

Chapter 3

Author's note: Hey everyone!

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"This is really good." Vic says as she chews, pointing with her fork down towards her plate. "Did you say you made it?"

"Sure..." Andy tries to lie, but she can't sell it, not when both Vic and Maya know her well enough to remember the time she tried to crack an egg, and ended up spilling the entire thing straight on the floor.

"No way." Maya catches her in her lie and shoves the last piece of dumpling into her mouth with her bare hands.

"You are so classy, Maya." Vic teases her fellow firefighter, who licks every one of her fingers clean.

"OK fine, it wasn't me. Liv made it." Andy breaks under the pressure. "But I helped!"

"By saying that you helped you mean she did the entire thing, because you burned your first attempt at sauteing the vegetables." Maya points out. "I was around, I saw you struggling. It was hilarious, by the way."

"Thank you, Maya." Andy rolls her eyes. "I am trying to learn, I really do. But it is just so hard." She breathes out loudly and slides further down the chair she is sitting in.

"I really don't care who made them." Vic admits, picking crumbs off of her plate with her fork, making sure she didn't miss a spot. "Just tell your new best friend she has to cook for us more often. I mean, if she is always around anyway, she can at least feed us all."

"Or maybe she should just feed the three of us." Maya suggests, clearing their empty dishes into the sink. "If the boys learn how good of a cook she is, they are just going to inhale everything and we will be left with nothing."

Maya turns on the tap as Andy protests. "She is not my best friend. She is sixteen. And we have a deal."

"To be best friends forever and share all of your deepest secrets with each other?" Vic laughs.

Andy pouts at their remarks. "You can laugh all you want, but she is really mature for her age. Sometimes when I look at her, I can't believe she was actually raised by the same man who is our captain. She is so smart, she understands this life and her father in a way I never did when I was in high school. And she says she is here because she never sees her dad back at home."

"Makes sense." Maya yells over the sound of the running water and clattering dishes. "We have barely seen her father, and we have been working with him for a few weeks now. He is locked in his office, unless there is a call or he wants to inspect our uniform."

"I think she is just lonely." Andy shrugs. "It is not easy, you know. Transferring to a new school, a new city, in the middle of the school year, where everyone around her all knows each other, and she is the new girl."

"Yeah Yeah Yeah, high school sucks, she is poor little Caidy Heron and everyone around her are mean girls." Vic dismisses. "So are you going to ask her to cook for us or not?"

"She doesn't work for you, Vic. And besides, her dream is to become a firefighter, so I am mentoring her." Andy puffs up her chest proudly, as if she is the reason Liv dreamt about becoming a firefighter in the first place.

Both Vic and Maya don't say a word, just glare at her in a way that makes her squirm. "What?" She asks. "Do I still have some sauce on my face?" She picks up a napkin and rubs her lips, trying to wipe off every last trail of the sticky substance.