Rec Room - Early Monday Afternoon

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

What's worse than Chuck Bass? Five of his children in one room together. It was like a congealed ball of concentrated evil. It was surprising that there wasn't any ambient fog or evil music playing or anything to signal what was in the rec room. Well there was music playing, but that was more Mary's doing than actual evil.

There wasn't evil plotting or maniacal laughter going on at the moment. They were just doing what you expected most Bass children did with their free time.

Mostly it consisted of fighting with each other and eating cookies.

[Yep, all 5 of them are in there. For myself, parents of the evil kids, other kids, other adults, whoever wants to talk to the little brats. And this is the most childlike icon I have so shut up]

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[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"...at least she's not the byproduct of the three of you?"

Someone had to say it.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck stared for a moment. "You have a sick and twisted mind."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"You didn't think of it once?" Hannibal asked, laughing. "I refuse to believe that."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"God, no! Why would I think of that?" he asked. "I don't even know how Mary happened."

Okay...he had a guess. But he was not mentioning what that guess was.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"C'mon, you can't doubt that you and Sam and Dean would make a pretty kid," he said. "But it'd have one helluva personality."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"...the child would be it's own cousin," Chuck said after a moment.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"And the Bass clan comes full circle," Hannibal said and snickered.