Flynn, bumblebee, loners, pretty please <3
Yes, sir! Hope you enjoy :)
This takes place in the Loners verse so check that out if you haven't yet. Flynn is about 7 here.
Flynn’s Aunt Michelle lives a car ride away, but sometimes Flynn likes to pretend the house next door is hers because they both have bumblebee mailboxes.
The neighbor’s bumblebee mailbox is situated so that Flynn can just see it if she stands on top of her bed on her tiptoes, so that’s what she’s doing now, hands braced on the windowsill so she can press her nose up against the glass.
“You know he doesn’t actually live there, right?” Julie says from behind her, sitting on the floor amidst their combined Barbie collections.
Flynn pouts. “I know. I’m just pretending. You think he barks at the mailman?”
“I think that’s probably a mean question,” Julie muses. “Your mom said he’s more a person than a dog, remember?”
“Right, right.” Flynn does remember that, now that Julie said it. It was the first thing her mom said, actually, when she gave Flynn and her siblings the “your new cousin’s a werewolf” talk.
“So when do I get to meet him?” she asks later that night, once Julie’s gone home and Flynn’s helping her mom clean up from dinner.
Her mom hands her the next plate to dry. “Meet who?”
“My cousin,” Flynn says, like it’s obvious.
“Oh, Reggie?”
“Reggie,” Flynn repeats, feeling the name around in her mouth. She decides she likes it and bounces on her toes a little, balanced on the kitchen stool so she can reach the sink. “Reggie the werewolf.”
“Hey there,” her mom cautions. “Remember what we talked about? We’re gonna treat Reggie like he’s just a regular kid, okay?”
Flynn resists the urge to roll her eyes. “Okay, Mama. So When do I get to meet him?”
She chuckles a little. “Soon enough,” she promises. “He’s still getting settled at Aunt Michelle’s, but you’ll meet him plenty soon.”
“Okay.” Flynn tries not to sound too disappointed, because whining is rude.
They finish the dishes in relative silence, and then just as Flynn’s about to run off to play, her mom says, “Tell you what. Why don’t you make Reggie a card?”
Flynn tilts her head. “Like a birthday card?”
“More like a welcome card. Draw him some nice pictures, tell him how excited you are to have him in the family. I can bring it over to Aunty’s on my way to work tomorrow.”
Flynn thinks about it. A welcome card… She can do that! “Okay! Good idea, Mom!”
So that night, she writes Reggie a welcome card.
Dear Reggie, it says.
My name’s Flynn. I’m your cousin! Welcome to our family. You’re gonna really like it here. We’re pretty awesome. I hope I get to meet you soon! Maybe you can come over and play Barbies with me and my friend Julie sometimes. You can be all the Kens.
Love, Flynn!
At the bottom of the page, she draws a big bumblebee. That way, if Reggie is scared of the mailman, he can get used to the bumblebee on the mailbox and maybe not be so scared anymore.
And someday soon, he’ll come over to her house, and they can look at the neighbors’ bumblebee mailbox together.
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