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Chapter 20 - Epilogue (Mother's Day)

Third Person POV

It was Mother's Day in the Manhattan Lodge, and for the first time in a while, Davey and Les weren't the only ones making a gift.

It was chaos inside the Lodge, with things like this being said;

(A/N, is it bad if I want people to guess who said what lol?)

"Does anyone have the pink?!"

"Stop throwing shoes around!"

"Sorry! It flipped off of my foot!"

"Has anyone seen my glasses?"

"Ooooh, a birdy!"

"Finch! Look! It's a Finch!"

"A wild Finch."

"I'm so lucky to have you..."

"I might actually throw up."

"What if she doesn't like it?"

"Guys! We're stressing Davey out!"

"We're always stressing Davey out. What's the point of that previous statement?"

"Do you even know what that means?"

"Mush! Put a shirt on or Blink's going to pass out from you being so 'hot'!"

"I lost my shoe again!"

"Buttons! Look Al's left bunk side, under the book."

"You taught him that, you idiot."

"I'm so tired..."

"Romeo, why do you keep calling Specs 'Juliet'?"

"Really? Are you seriously asking that?"

"Blink passed out!"

"I put a shirt on!"

"It was from the fact that we accidentally hit him over the head with something."

"You did what?!" x2 (Jack and Davey)

"The writing is done!"

"A cat!"

"Specs, I want hugsies. Please."

"Mike, Ike, switch hats please.

"Quit reminding me that I'm the youngest! I get it! I'm younger than all of you!"

"...that's what being the youngest means, yes."

"Aww, Elmer, the flower crown looks beautiful."

"I might actually smack someone."

"That's no different from Race threatening to high-kick someone."

"Albert! Continue flirting with me and I'll high-kick you! I'm not wearing your clothes!"

"But you'd look cute!"

"See?"

"Point gotten..."

"I hate you all!

"I'm sorry that Jack is the only actually good and artistic one!"

"Aww, they said something nice about me. My kids are all growing up."

*flips him off x6*

"Eliza's here..." Les mumbles, standing in the doorway and playing with his fingers.

Every boy in the room stops in their tracks.

Jack was helping Crutchie, who was putting a flowery 'I love you, mom' sign on his crutch.