One thing the Presses have in common was that they all hate the cold weather, that was the reason why they lived in LA in the first place. So Michelle is trying to make sense of the fact that they are all packing for a week at Lake fucking Tahoe for "A wEeK oF fUn AnD fAmIlY bOnDiNg." According to Christen's words.
"I don't know why we can't just spend it in Hawaii or something? Maybe Florida? Feed the kids to the alligators or something fun like that."
Christen rolled her eyes and chuckled at her wife.
"As I said earlier, it's a week of fu-"
"Fun and family bonding, I knooow. But we all hate the snow."
Christen turned around and raised an eyebrow.
"Hate is such a strong word don't you think?"
"Fine, strongly dislike the snow."
Christen nodded before going up to the second floor of their closet to get some of her and Michelle's coats. (A/N: Is it still a closet if it has 2 floors? It's like just a room? Clothes room? What the fuck it's late at night my brain suddenly feels like it's about to explode)
"Hmm, better. Might I remind you, that you were a figure skater AND you grew up in Ohio? Don't you have snow there?"
"Yes, yes and yes, and I hated every second of it."
Christen turned around once again but Michelle shook her head.
"I said what I said, I ain't taking that back. HATE. H. A. T. E."
Christen turned back around and continued doing what she was doing.
"Well, we spent that one Christmas in Manchester. It was snowing."
Michelle groaned and leaned her head on the banister of the staircase.
"Buuuut that's different."
Christen's head popped out from the top balcony, looking back down at her wife.
"And how so?"
"We were in lockdown. We were barely allowed out of the apartment and when we ever did go out, it was for filming and training. We didn't voluntarily do it and barely touched the snow. And now THIS, this is voluntarily doing it AND touching the snow, two of which I don't like."
Christen walked down, holding 6 puffy coats of different colors, knowing they would end up just switching jackets once they are there at the ski resort. She went over to where her wife was and kissed her forehead.
"Oh stop being a big baby. You complain more than the twins. Plus this is only going to be for a week. We'll celebrate Christmas with the family and then we're out of there."
Michelle pouted and nodded her head.
"And don't forget your birthday."
Christen chuckled and nodded.
"Fine, we'll celebrate Christmas AND my birthday then we're out of there."
"Okay."
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"I am not a huge fan of snow. There is a reason why we fly to Spain every Christmas when I was younger, and I loved staying in Florida with the Harrises when I was house hopping during the holidays because of what? Yes. The weather. I am not like, shaking my ass off because of the cold, nuh-uh. The only place I allow myself to shake my ass like that is in the bedroom, wearing my party suit."
Christen playfully bumped shoulders with her wife, who sat beside her.
"I'm sure it's not going to be that bad."
"Oh it is, trust me. Especially with the fact that Lola is coming with us. I mean she is great in cold weather since she stayed in the Mountains back in the Philippines, but adding snow into the picture? nuh-uh."
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Lola sat on the chair, looking around the room intrigued since this is her first time showing her face in the tv show.
"The cameras are huuuuge, what the pack?"
"Linda, how do you feel about snow?"
Her head snapped at Harold with her eyebrow raised.
"Snow? I packing hate snow, especially the yellow one. disgusting. I once saw a brown one? Like what the pack is that?"
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"So yeah, good luck to us."
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Isabella drove to Dinah's house to give her charger back. She hopped off Christen's car and went over to knock on the door. She only waited for a few seconds until the door burst open and Dinah looked at her with a huge smile on her face.
"Izzy, you're hereee."
Isabella forced a smile and reached her hand out to the singer.
"What's this?"
"Um... your charger."
"Oh, thanks."
Dinah awkwardly grabbed the charger from her hand and smiled at her. She noticed how stiff Dinah was, suddenly feeling suspicious.
"Why are you like that?"
"Like what?"
"You're stiff."
She suddenly looked like she had seen a ghost making Isabella look at her concerned. She tried to take a peek on the inside but Dinah closed the door.
"Nothing, I promise you. I'm just in awe of your beauty."
Isabella went back to eyeing her suspiciously before nodding and taking a step back.
"I'm gonna go. I still need to pack."
Before Isabella could turn around and go, Dinah grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer to her.
"Yes, Dinah?"
"I'm ready."
Isabella looked at her confused, gently grabbing her arm back towards her.
"Ready? For what?"
"For us. Our relationship. I want us to be a thing, like officially."
"But Dinah, the age gap."
"Fuck the age gap, fuck society, what you and I have is love. Plus, no one is gonna snitch no one is babe."
Isabella's eyebrows stayed furrowed as she weighed up the pros and cons of the situation. At this point, she wasn't even sure if she loves her. But this situation is making her uncomfortable and she had never felt this uncomfortable around Dinah like this ever before, making her second guess everything.
"Can I just give you my answer after the trip?"
"Okay, I love you. Remember, I will always wait."
Izzy just gave her a smile and a nod, turning around when she came closer, seeming to have the intention to kiss her cheeks but got swerved.
"I really need to go. Imma just text you when we're bout to drive to the lake or something."
Dinah watched Isabella enter her car and waved at her until she was out of sight. Letting out a sigh, she turned around and walked back into her house.
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"Izzy, could you help me with the bags please?"
Isabella rushed down the stairs, ignoring the hustle and bustle of everyone in the house since Michelle has Stephany over for instructions of the house, and Santana, Brittany, Owen, and Josey came by to give their Christmas gifts. She bumped into Bambi, who started following her as she went to the front door where Christen was fixing some of the bags.
"Why do we have a lot of bags? We're only going to be there for a week."
"Your Mom wanted to have one suitcase especially for coats and she is the one who packed for the twins so I think she packed their whole closet."
Izzy shook her head and just helped Christen carry the bags to the Blue Jeep Wrangler that was parked directly outside the steps towards their door.
"How are you and Dinah by the way? You haven't been telling us about your escapades."
Isabella stiffened a little but kept her composure as she continued loading the car with their suitcases.
"Uh... I went to give her her charger yesterday and she uh... she asked me to be her girlfriend."
Christen looked at Isabella shocked for a minute before composing herself and going back to fix the back of the car but glancing at Isabella occasionally.
"Really? I thought she said she would wait for you to be of age? What did you say?"
"I told her that I would think about it and tell her my answer after the trip."
"Look, word of advice. Follow your gut, but if I were you I would wait, but that's just me. We'll just talk about this with your mom later, okay? I'm glad you told me about that."
Isabella smiled at Christen and pulled her in a hug, Christen kissing her forehead.
"Thank you Ma, I love you."
"I love you too babes."
Michelle came out of the house with a small frown on her face.
"I swear Brittany would be the reason why our house would catch fire someday."
She looked at her girls, who were still hugging, and eyed them suspiciously.
"What happened? What aren't you telling me?"
Isabella chuckled while Christen just playfully rolled her eyes.
"Nothing too important, we'll talk about it later, but for now I need to buckle the twinsies in their seats."
Michelle playfully glared at Isabella.
"You stealing my wife?"
"You stealing my Mama?"
They playfully glared at each other before Michelle broke it by laughing and pulling her daughter in a hug.
"Come on, let's get this over with. I can't wait to hear your Lola complain about the snow. Yaaaay."
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They pulled up at the ski lodge, already with their coats on and Michelle was stiff as she walked into the lodge. Once everybody was settled, and their families have arrived, they all gathered at the cafe for some hot cocoa.
"Okay first order of business, ski competition."
Michelle's eyes widened as her eyes found the camera, the office style.
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"Michelle hates the snow but she is a very competitive person so this would be interesting."
"I was born competitive. I grew up having to compete for my parents' love and attention and I was an only child so... Oh my god, this is a metaphor about how all my life, my biggest competition was myself."
Christen looked at Mitch and shook her head.
"I don't think that's how metaphors work."
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The next day, they were all geared up in their gear, including Aquila and Diana and they were ready to conquer the small slopes, since the twins were with them then eventually when they know what they are doing, they will try the big boys.
"Do you think you could do it bubs?"
They brought the twins down so they could try the ski on.
"Okay just walk bubs."
The three of them watched as they started taking small steps.
"Shiiiit, look at my babies. Fucking prodigies."
Just as Michelle said that Diana started slowly going sidewards, taking Aquila down with her.
"Okay, too soon, but I am pretty sure that after like an hour y'all would get the hang of it."
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Isabella watched her moms teach the kids from afar, chuckling when Michelle would intentionally fall to her face just to make the twins laugh.
"What's a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?"
Her head snapped at the side and saw that it was a teenage bot talking to her, maybe her age or a year older. She rose an eyebrow at the boy and folded her arms.
"I am not alone, I'm with my family."
He nodded his head and looked at where Isabella was looking at.
"They your friends?"
"Yes and no. They are my Mom."
"Ewww, you have gay moms?"
Hearing this, both of her eyebrows shot up.
"Uh, yeah and they also have a gay daughter so what's it to ya?"
He was about to say something until Tyler came in and intervened, noticing how pissed her niece looked. She knew she could handle herself, she got her strong personality from Michelle, but she was more worried about what would happen to the boy if he doesn't shut his mouth.
"Hey, what's happening here?"
The guy raised his hands in surrender and started backing away.
"Nothing, I was just leaving."
Isabella was still glaring at the boy as he walked away.
"What was that about?"
"He's homophobic prick ass useless man tried to fucking hit on me and said ew when he found out I had 2 moms."
Isabella hated that he just got to walk away after what he did so Tyler watched Isabella bent down, make a packed snowball, and throwing it at the teenager, hitting his head. Tyler and Isabella quickly turned around and tried to stop themselves from bursting out laughing.
"You have such a good aim."
"That asshole deserved it."
"So you wanna snowboard down the hill while waiting for your Moms?"
"Can we ask Aunt Channing to join us?"
"Sure, come on. Let's call them."
They passed by Linda who was walking on the snow slowly, her face scrunched up in disgust.
"Putangina why did I agree to do this? Ew is that yellow packing snow?"
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While they were snowboarding down the hill, they heard whimpering so Isabella looked to her right and saw Bambi doing summersaults down the hill.
"Oh shit, BAMBIII OH MY GOD!" (A/n: Thi video is what inspired me to write this chapter. Poor doggyyy though, I feel so bad for laughing.)
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It was their last night at the ski lodge and everyone has been enjoying themselves so far but they have yet to talk about what happened between Isabella and Dinah and Michelle thought that this would be the perfect opportunity for her to do so.
She sat Isabella on the bed, where Christen was on her laptop, the twins already sleeping in the room on the other side.
"So your Mama said we needed to talk about something. What was it?"
Isabella started fiddling with her fingers.
"Dinah asked me to be her girlfriend."
Michelle looked at Isabella shocked, but she tried to hide it.
"Uh... really? What did you say?"
"I said that I was gonna give her an answer when we get back. I needed to think about it."
"And have you thought about it?"
Christen sat on the other side of Isabella, holding her hand for support since they both saw the conflicted look on her face.
"I just... I don't think I feel anything for her ya know. Last week was a wake-up call for me and it's kinda draining already."
"Wait what happened last week?"
Isabella took a deep breath, figuring now would be a good time to tell them.
"You know how she wanted to take me out on a lunch date?"
Michelle and Christen nodded, remembering because that was the day Michelle added more portions to her food diet to gain more weight.
"Well... I waited for her for 6 hours in that park and I didn't want to call you guys because I knew about the game night and I left my wallet so I couldn't take a cab home. And when she finally came, she came with some blonde girl so I lost my appetite and asked her to bring me home."
Isabella watched her Moms as they digested the information.
"So.... That was why you were starving."
Isabella nodded her head and studies their facial expressions. Michelle had a blank facial expression on her face while Christen looked like she was still digesting.
They both felt guilty for not asking sooner and guilty for the feeling that they trusted Dinah with their daughter.
"Why so I have a feeling that this wasn't the first time?"
Isabella looked down and nodded her head, suddenly realizing how fucked up that was.
"... And she brought a blonde bitch with her when she finally remembered that she left you there on that park bench to fucking rot?"
Christen leaned back and rested her hand on her wife's shoulder to comfort her, her other hand resting on Isabella's hand since she was so close to breaking down.
Isabella fell asleep in the middle of the married couple, her cheeks stained with tears because she fell asleep crying while Michelle and Christen comforted her.
"Imma kill a bitch."
She waited for a second, waiting for Christen to protest since she hated violence but nothing came. She looked over at Christen who was already looking at her.
"You have a choice on the body disposal, fire or bury. Highly recommend the burning though. I'm too lazy to dig and I know you are too."
"Nice thinking, I knew I married you for a reason."
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A/N: I love how passionate y'all are in the last chapter, don't worry, Isabella is kind of smart lmao and her moms and Aunts are there for her.
Plus we need this experience for more bangers 👀👀👀
Also, I changed the bitch's name to Jeniffer