Once there was the sun.... (Vy and Ky)

The offer for taking the floor turns out to be pointless, and nicely at that. It'd be a shame to drunkenly fall into slumber, waisting all the fun alcohol that's taken over their system. As if they were actually a normal set of teen friends, the rest of the night consists of more giggles and light hearted conversations. Never in Vy's wild imagination did she picture herself having such a relaxing time. No fights, no drama. Only peace and laughter for a nice change. When they fell asleep is beyond her, but neither managed to set up on the floor. As if that even matters anyways.

Like clockwork Vy wakes up far too early. Alright, maybe not extremely, but certainly not sleeping in. Surprisingly a bulging headache doesn't join her this morning at least. Guess someone's been getting used to the intoxication, plus sticking to beer tends to minimize the consequences. Either way a groan escapes as always, along with rubbing eyes as she greets the day. Instead of turning over to find Brooklyn had snuck into her bed for the hundredth time, she's faced with a room thats not her own. On the other side a sleeping beauty graces the spot where a toddler usually is. It's hard not to smirk over the company she has, not daring to wake her.

Figuring out how to kill time doesn't take long as ruckus can be heard from downstairs. Was Kyanite's father already home? It has Vy's heart thumping with worry as if they had something to keep hidden. It was just an innocent sleep over... It'd be ridiculous for him to be angry. Then again she's never met Mr. Ruze, or even knows of how a typical father acts. Something tells her it's not him though. He'd of noticed Brooklyn and been up here by now if that was the case. No the little Tyke has taken it upon herself to cause this noise. With a sigh Vy retrieves to her feet and begins to make it downstairs, being quiet and on her tiptoes as to not wake up Ky. After all she hates it when anyone gives her an unnecessary wakeup call, why would she do that to her friend?

Just in case she's wrong and it is someone other then Brooklyn, Vy takes it cautiously around the corner. Right in the middle of the kitchen the toddler's innocently playing around with the pots & pans she's managed to find. "Decided to make breakfast for us Brookie?" Vy's unable to not laugh along with the little one who gets a little startled from being caught but then cracks up in giggles. Good thing messes can be cleaned up.

"Ungry." Brooklyn explains with a precious, large smile. Well she's missing a key component, but she has the first step down. After a small eye roll and wider smirk Vy goes to help. Waking up Kyanite with breakfast does sound nice after all. With a little helper equipped she actually starts cooking. The little helper turns out to be for of a mess creator, even if she's capable and actually pretty good at stirring the eggs.

"Thank you Brooklyn." Vy chuckles as she takes the large bowl that the rugrat's still mixing-despite there only being a small puddle of leftover eggs at the bottom. Brooklyn remains plopped on the counter as her Mother watches over the food on the oven, giving her the perfect opportunity to be the first to greet Kyanite with as much perk as always. It's easy to figure out what -or who- the two year old's spot even without looking over herself. "Morning." Vy acknowledges the newly awake with the smirk that has yet to fade from her lips.

A dorky introduction is given by Kyanite as she uses nicknames far from Vy's actual personality. Is she going to complain though? No point in ruining or even altering this morning in the least. So more light chuckles arrives in response, along with a slightly shaking head. "Eggs, bacon, toast." She informs with a shrug as if it's a typical thing. It really isn't though she's acting as if it is. "How'd you sleep?" She asks while scooping the scrambled eggs to three separate plates.

"HI!" Brooklyn has to put in her two cents as she excitedly waves at the Brunette, swinging her tiny legs as she stays sitting on the counter. Well since the eggs are ready it must be time to eat, and she sneakily piles a nice chunk into her petite palm and stuffs it into her mouth. Doesn't even matter who's plate she takes it from, mommy's busy attending to the bacon.

"Just beer." Vy explains after Kyanite mentions really enjoying last night, and slightly curious over why the drinks were so awesome. Great thing about beer is the lack of a bad consequence usually. "Drinking games can really fuck you over though." She laughs over her own comment, leaving out the other things that happened yet slightly adding it in at the same time. "Glad you had fun." Also has to be added in. Who could decline to this becoming a regular thing? With the morning even turning out just as great. A laughing toddler, and lack of hangovers...

Drinking too much can still cause morning effects, no matter what type of alcohol. There's no doubt that Vy's tolerance is probably better with her old party life. As for Kyanite though, she's not as fortunate. Come to think of it the way she's slightly slouched over and contains that tiny tint of paleness points out that she's not feeling as hot today. "Not feeling to good? Or becoming a vegetarian on me?" She has to add in a little humor with hopes that it might help her friend's queasy feeling.

For some reason Kyanite finds the need to reassure that her father will eat the leftovers. That's good, though far from what Vy's concerned about. Apparently the bacon would still be rejected even if Ky wasn't feeling sick, as she thinks she needs to get back in shape. What else she mentions completely shocks Vy. "Some boyfriend." She scuffles back in reply. How could he possibly say this girl's not looking skinny? God forbid a female doesn't look anorexic. A little meat can actually be attractive, but apparently guys are clueless in that aspect as well.

Everything on the stove is turned off as Vy observes the interaction between the two with her. Seems like nothing can beat the image and feeling of seeing Brooklyn loved by someone else. It's unexplainable on how good it feels. Always bringing a smile to the older Blonde's lips, no matter what the circumstance. The adorable sight is quickly overtaken as Kyanite's nausea goes to a higher level. Immediate response for Vy is to free Brooklyn from her high seating place on the counter before racing off after her ill friend.

Arrival comes just in time for round two, and as horrible as the smell is Vy's automatically by her side to save the brunette locks from the disposal. "You okay?" She asks out of concern, once everything's over with. Beer doesn't usually cause this much of a hangover, not with the quantity they had. She takes it upon herself to flush the toilet before the stench causes another round. "You're not pregnant are you?" She has to joke as always, getting a nice wad of toilet-paper to hand over. "Probably just a hangover." Have to reassure after that comment, can't get her friend worried now.

The joke's taken to heart as Kyanite quickly snaps back with a protest on not being pregnant, typical response. It only has Vy's smile returning though as her worry over her friend halts her sarcastic attitude from continuing. With the dark locks already in her grip, she twirls them around softly before letting them drape over her shoulder. Even if Ky insulted her with calling her dumb, the sick girl's still pretty and not feeling good. "Probably, I've been told I am quite a lot." Can't tease others unless you can make fun of yourself. "Don't worry i was kidding." She reassures again about her not being knocked up, even if she's not actually certain herself. If a female's sleeping with a male regularly, that sort of thing can happen.

There's no point in considering that type of stuff though. It's all only a hangover is all, and by tonight she'll be feeling like drinking again...well probably not that much, but still a lot better. Another alternative is given as well as Kyanite claims that she might be sick, warning Vy to be cautious to not catch it. "I have a kid, I'm immune to getting sick." Seems like a lot of reassurance is going on this morning, no big deal though. Surprisingly Vy's simply happy to have the opportunity to experiment with her new, nicer side. A budge to step away for protection doesn't happen. "Don't apologize." She tells in an undemanding way, a look of sympathy joining in. It's just nice to be here for someone for a change.

"You're right." Vy fully agrees when Kyanite goes back to declining such a thing as being pregnant. The continuation of this conversation seems to say otherwise though. Probably just a little fear and her lovely time of the month will be happening in no time. "You'll be getting those awesome cramps before you know it." Have to keep with the jokes after all. The worry will blow over in no time...

Luckily the topic changes over to it just being a bug, and Kyanite expresses her desire to keep Brooklyn from catching it. Guess they can be cautious over that, can never know if it's more then a hangover. "Lets get you to your bed." Vy offers since she'd never just up and leave with Kyanite like this. "I'll clean up the kitchen, get you some soup and water...maybe a bucket to. Then we'll get out of your hair." A smile is also given as she gives her shoulder and support just as she did last night. Being there for someone's not half bad, and even a little heart warming.

Take a step back here, what exactly is Vy doing? It's as if this kindness and care comes naturally to her. Sure it does when directed towards her daughter, but never before to someone else. To say Kyanite's even a thing like Brooklyn in Vy's eyes would be terribly wrong as well. This need to make sure Ky's good comes from somewhere completely new. Lets just say it's not everyday that she's behaving this way. For some reason though it's as if she's had this side forever. Seeing Kyanite sick like this simply brought it out like that. Offering her support just in time for the Brunette to feel queasy and dizzy again. Best thing to do now is to get this one in bed.

The only thing requested for is a bucket, and Kyanite even pressed for Vy to not touch the kitchen. As if she was going to leave the dirty dishes for the ill one that didn't even eat anything. "Yeah, okay." She agrees sarcastically as they make their way out of the bathroom. The best circumstance she can leave this place in she will. Why? She's not exactly sure. Just like last night she keeps a tight grip upon Ky to stabilize them, trying her to avoid tripping over the toddler that's attempting to follow them. Luckily the one not feeling so hot manages to tell the little one to stay behind as they reach the stairs.

Soon enough they make it to their destination and Kyanite gratefully plops down on her bed. Having the extra weight off of her has Vy thankful as well. The most unexpected thing follows as she's given a compliment unlike ever before. There's a first time for everything right? This one has her completely shocked though as a grin forms her reply. "So are you." She says after a second of enjoying the moment. This time it is like Kyanite's Brooklyn, because Vy finds the need to tuck her into plenty of blankets and provide that motherly care. What's gotten into her is beyond her, but she's not objecting in the least.

A request that Vy's unable to fulfill is given, and her grin over this experiences sadly disappears. Today's sunday which means this time tomorrow she'll be back at the academy. Away from both Brooklyn and Kyanite. "I wish I could but I have to go back to the academy." She gives the unfortunate news as she brushes an unnecessary brunette lock out of Ky's face. "I'll be back in a minute, I'm going to get you some water." With that she heads down stairs to take care of her responsibilities.

Just because Kyanite told her not to clean the kitchen doesn't mean she's going to listen. It feels mean after Ky didn't even have a bite. So she sets Brooklyn up with a plate and gets set on the dishes. Work isn't completed until she's left the place as spotless as before. Taking a few bites of food herself in the process, and storing the rest away for leftovers. Either Kyanite will eat it when she feels better, or her father or brother will. Doesn't really matter as long as it doesn't go to waste. An intense search for crackers occurs, and with that a glass of water and a bucket she finally returns upstairs, with a playing Brooklyn waiting in the living-room.

Of course Kyanite has to be out, and given the lack of health Vy's glad she's sleeping it off. The water and crackers are left on the nightstand, bucket on the floor not to far away, and Vy finally manages to make her exit. Hopefully it's only a slight hangover or a 24 hour thing, but Ky is right on getting Brooklyn away just incase it is contagious. As much fun as it is being here they sadly leave with the bottom lock locked behind them.

A couple of times Vy's been over to Kyanite's place. Never for a long period, but enough to know her way around. Something about this occurrence, sleepover, has changed her view on the entire house though. There was no Mr. Ruze there, or Jeran, or friends over. Just Kyanite, Vy, and adorable Brooklyn. For some reason it now feels like they're leaving where they both belong. Perhaps it's silly to give such a large conclusion after one night, but in that short time period Vy got that feeling of normalcy. Cooking along side with Ky, while Brooklyn made a ruckus with the pots and pans, was picture perfect. After only one night she's realized what makes her truly happy, when all this time she thought it was fighting. Of course swinging a few punches will always bring a smile to her face, just a time like last night brings a larger one. And one day she'll just have it all.

For now she sadly has to head home, and even worse the next day is monday meaning back to the academy. Every week seems to get worse and worse. As if the lectures are getting longer, missing Brooklyn's getting stronger, and the reasons for being there simply draining. The weekdays are far too long, and the weekends far too short. Somehow the day of returning back home eventually happens, and Vy's on the first buss out. This weekend will consist of no clubs or fights, only time with her precious toddler. Which is exactly what happens. There's no crave for the underground scene, and as much as she'd love to see Kyanite and other friends, she sticks with only Brooklyn after finding out the Brunette's doing fine.

"Did Kyanite visit Brooklyn at all?" Is the first question Vy asks after scooping up the very kid. No other information is needed from Brittany, and the Witch waves it off with a, "yeah yeah, as always." Good Kyanite's feeling better. Best to leave her friend alone for a little, especially since she has a boyfriend. Only right to give them some time since she got to hang out with her all last weekend. Luckily she does actually get graced with Ky's presence on Sunday morning, though the first glimpse says nothing good. We need to talk. Uh oh, that never means anything pleasant.

No matter what the circumstance the door is generously opened up. "What's wrong?" Vy automatically starts off with since she can sense that it's nothing good. Is she okay? Something most of happened, though Vy has no clue what. Did Jins return? A break up with Matthew? Something happened to Jeran? Only Kyanite's words will tell.

It was only a joke. When Vy gave a witty remark about Kyanite being preggers because of her vomiting...it was only a joke. Sure something deep down inside of the Blonde told her otherwise, but she didn't want to think that for her friend. A hangover requires a lot more alcohol, and if it was an illness then Brooklyn or Vy herself would of caught it. But imagining her best friend pregnant was something she didn't want to do. Even now as Ky is obviously disturbed by something, it's anything other then a baby in her young stomach. As soon as she mentions words replaying her brain, Vy exactly knows what to expect...well what Kyanite's expecting. Still the Brunette isn't able to get it out as she paces back and forth on the porch. Eventually it does slip though.

Silence. For some reason Vy is as effected by this sudden scare as Kyanite is. It's only a possibility. For all they know it'll be nothing more then that. Though something in the back of both of their minds says otherwise. How is she suppose to respond? At least she's seventeen and not fifteen? That her chances are way higher, and even Vy managed to be alright with the lower predicaments of successful parenting? That she'll be here for her every step of the way? That everything's going to be fine? They need to find out for certain before any of that can be said. But before anything can be done Brooklyn interupting with her joy over seeing Ky for the hundredth time this week. Every time it's as if she hasn't visited in months.

The interaction between Kyanite and Brooklyn is what really sets things in stone. Every time Ky is greeting the rugrat with an enormous hug and smile, but this time her face remains drained and worried. This is really happening. Least the toddler runs off, even if she is requesting for Ky to follow and play with her. This isn't the time, and she'll hopefully get absorbed in her own innocent fun. For now Vy's attention remains completely focus on Kyanite, which is unusual given she usually always has it on Brooklyn if the toddler's around. Currently it's needed though. I trust you. Another first as Vy's granted words never given to her before. Well she is someone to be trusted given the secrets she's managed to keep. Plus in this circumstance, she may be the only one that understands given she's gone through it.

"Not now Brookie, we'll play with you in a little." Vy calls out to the child as she gestures for Kyanite to come in. "I have some pregnancy sticks upstairs, come on. May be three years old but there's no expiration date." She has to throw in a subtle joke. With Brittany in the kitchen they can easily leave Brooklyn to play by herself. The trip upstairs remains relatively quiet as worry must be filling them both. It may only be happening to Kyanite, but Vy's fully prepared to be support her through this all of this, if she's wanted.

Though it feels like forever they make it upstairs, and those unused sticks are pulled from the drawer. Comforting hands are placed on both sides on Kyanite's shoulders before handing off the final determination. "Look, no matter what the outcome you have people here that are going to help you." She gives the advice she wishes she would of had while going through this. It was alone and it's the worst way to find out that news. But Vy refuses to have Kyanite go through that. Even if it is the same outcome, she'll have someone there for her. If no one else is there for her, this girl will be. And sure as hell Brooklyn will be right by her side as well. It's all going to be okay.

Just a scare. All this is is a scare. With the baby news floating around from Alex, and Vy already with a two year old, it's an easy thing to assume. But that's all this is, and she'll realize it's only a scare... Okay so that's only Vy trying to make the best of the circumstance. Already she can predict the outcome though she'd rather think of herself false for a change. Usually she loves to believe she's right, but in this case she really hopes she's not. Of course Kyanite will make an amazing mother one day, and even now if she's faced with it. In the long run it'll be best for her to wait though. Settle down with the man she's certain of, and it may very well be Matthew. But to decide this all now? Well it's up to that stick.

The most comforting words possible are given to Kyanite. It's all Vy can think of as she never had someone there for herself. As far as from what she can remember though, that's what she would of wanted to hear. Hopefully it'll help Ky through this. As expected a smile is not given, only a slight a nod before she turns to leave the room and to the restroom. Eyes follow her on her way as Vy's mind races with what may possibly happen. This may only be a scare, or Ky may be blessed with a very long responsibility. It feels like time stands still as the Blonde waits for the results. Just a minute feels like too long as she leaves her bedroom to wait outside the bathroom door. If suspense could kill it would right now.

Nothing follows, along with more nothing and even more. Could of sworn Brooklyn instilled patients in Vy, though it's now no where to be found. After who knows how long, Vy's name rings through the door and she rushes in without warning. The call must of be requesting her entrance anyways, and Kyanite remains fully clothed with a pee stick in her hand. Short glance away there's another stick upon the sink counter as well. The outcome has already been told, just as Ky mentions her lack in believing the sign. A pink cross reenforces it all, and by the Brunette's voice the same symbol graces the other stick. She's pregnant.

"You've been knocked up." Vy vocalizes the truth they'd both rather stay unspoken of. The very stick balancing in her own fingertips as her eyes stay glued upon the news. "Could of sworn I used a condom." A joke somehow manages to slip in the worst of times. Guess it's just her personality refusing to take the back-burner for a serious moment. What's to be done now? It was already difficult for Vy to figure things out, but to comprehend what a close friend needs to do? Completely different situation as much as their circumstances may be alike.

As if Vy didn't know what to say before she's even more speechless now. It's one thing to be worried over the possibility, another to be faced with it. Somehow it's even more difficult when it's Kyanite dealing with this as well. "You're in better circumstances then I was, and me and Brooklyn turned out pretty okay." She attempts to make the best of it as the places the stick down on the counter with the other one. "We'll get through this." Reassurance slips out as well as she remains unsure what to say.