Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy

Family Unit

Pixie sat in between Chibs and Juice on the old green sofa as Juice fired up his laptop. Pixie ran her hands along the corduroy fabric of the couch cushion absent-mindedly as she looked around Chibs' lounge. The walls had been painted a pastel blue, which contrasted against the dark hardwood floor and made the space seem more open and brighter. It was a rectangular room with a window seat at the bottom which looked out onto the garden. There were bookshelves on the walls holding a variety of books and knick knacks as well as a few framed photos. There was a TV set directly opposite the couch which had a few DVDs stacked against it as well. At the other end of the room, there were two lounge chairs in the same sage green corduroy material as the couch and also had red tartan throw pillows adorning them. There was also a fireplace in that corner of the room also made of dark wood and had a gold antique clock in the center of the shelf and a pair of porcelain bluebirds on each end. The room felt really homey to Pixie, and calming too. She settled back against Chib's side, resting her head gently on his arm which he'd put along the top of the couch as he watched Juice fiddle around with his computer. Chibs had his reading glasses on, perched on the end of his nose, as per usual.

"Okay, got 'em, I'm borrowing your neighbour's wifi as you don't have a router, do you?" Juice asked.

"A wha'?" Chibs asked, perplexed.

"Nevermind." Juice chuckled. He clicked on the folder marked "Pix" and a whole array of small thumbnails appeared along with a folder at the bottom marked "IRA". "I'm not sure what that last folder contains, I haven't clicked on it, as I wanted to double check it with you." Juice said pointing to it with the cursor and looking over at Pixie.

"I didn't even know that was on there as this was Bruce's USB. It could be something to do with the deal he had with them, or..." Pixie trailed off, going a little pale. "Oh shit, that could be where he kept the blackmail images. He never deleted them as he wanted proof of what they'd done, no idea why."

"Blackmail images? As in...?" Juice looked at her wide-eyed.

"As in the ones the IRA took of me half-dead on the side of the road with Piper and Nicole, yeah." Pixie mumbled.

"Shite." Chibs breathed. "Best leave tha' folder well alone, ye have enough nightmares as is." He said gently, looking at both Juice and Pixie.

"Agreed." Pixie nodded. "Going off the thumbnails, all the others seem fine. I recognise most of them."

"Okay, Let's do that then." Juice nodded. He pulled up the first image, it was of some event hall decorated in happy birthday banners and balloons. At the forefront was a group of small children, Juice guessed they had to be in kindergarten. All the kids were dressed as princesses and knights and there were a few men in Sons kuttes at the back looking slightly haggard from running around after all the kids.

"I remember this! Nicole's fifth birthday party." Pixie smiled, Chibs saw Pixie's eyes light up as she reminisced. "Her parents invited the whole class, there were twenty of us, all dressed up as princesses and knights. Nicole was Cinderella and Piper was being Snow White, but with ginger hair." Pixie pointed them out. "Can you guys guess which one I am?" Pixie giggled. Chibs and Juice studied the image, their eyes homing in on a small figure dressed all in black with a foam katana and a matching red bandana tied around her head. The resemblance was unmistakable, the hazel eyes, wild black hair and the cheeky grin.

Juice laughed. "Oh my god, were you the ninja?"

Pixie burst out laughing. "Yep! Bruce tried to get me to wear a princess costume, but I saw that one and decided that knights and princesses could go suck it, I was a ninja."

Chibs laughed. "Tha' sounds about right fer ye."

Juice clicked the next image, which depicted a tiny Pixie from the same event, only this time she had a taller boy in a headlock, both were grinning madly at the camera.