A/N: Fan Fiction remake of my Home Alone stories based on RPs with a friend of mine. This will all become one story. As usual, we only own our OC's and everyone else belongs to their own respective owners. Read & Review!
It was a quiet winter night in Chicago, Christmas coming closer and closer with the houses all decorated. We are focusing on one household though, belonging to the McCallister family. There were Christmas lights and angels among it and the family was scattering around. There wasn't just a mother, father, son and daughter, there were four parents in the house with their dozens of children all around, especially with the visiting aunt and uncle with their own children.
Everyone was in a rush to do their packing and get ready to leave home for the happy holidays. Many people were heard shouting 'Where's my suitcase?'. As they bustled about, trying to get packed and ready. One girl was just calmly walking through the hallway, but seemingly looking out for someone. Her blonde hair was in two plaits and her eyes were calm. At the front door, the father who was named Peter was talking with a security guard about them leaving and making sure that their house would be safe and protected while they would be away for the holidays for when they would leave the next morning.
Chelsea looked over at her father. "Daddy, do you know where Kevin is?" She tries to ask him, her voice soft.
"I think he's upstairs with your mother, sweetie." Peter gave a small smile to his eldest child.
"Thank you." Chelsea smiled and then looked warily at the police officer.
The officer nodded to her, feeling the same way for some reason, but tried to calm. Chelsea's youngest sibling, who was an eight-year-old brother named Kevin, was actually in the living room and went to look for their mother, but he saw his sister instead. He looked very unhappy and upset about something.
Chelsea noticed Kevin and ran over. She wrapped her arms around him. "Oh, Kev, what's the matter?" She asks softly.
"I'm trying to watch a movie in the living room, but Buzz keeps turning it off..." Kevin folded his arms, he was glad at least someone was paying attention to him. "No one will make him stop!"
"Did you ask one of the adults?" Chelsea asks him, just trying to make sure he had covered all his bases before coming to her.
"Mom's packing bags, I think Dad's talking with a cop, and Uncle Frank never wants to talk to me." Kevin pouted.
"What about Aunt Leslie?" Chelsea asks softly. She was still hugging her brother.
"I don't know where she is..." Kevin stared at the floor.
For some reason, the cop was speaking with the other kids, asking about their parents.
"Okay, Kev, take me to Buzz and I'll sort him out." Chelsea says, lifting his head up softly with her hand under his chin. She glanced at the police officer.
The officer glanced back, but ignored the kids as he kept looking around. Kevin nodded, leading Chelsea to the living room.
Buzz was currently looking into a cage where he kept his tarantula.
Chelsea hid her fear of the spider. "Buzz, why'd you keep switching off the movie?" She asks, folding her arms angrily.
"'Cuz it's a stupid movie..." Buzz glared back at her.
"I don't care, if any of the others did that to you, you'd have a go at them! Now keep the movie on and say sorry or you'll be it." she tells her younger brother. She was annoyed right now.
Buzz narrowed his eyes at her. "Sorry..." he forced himself to say, but sounded anything but.
Kevin frowned, but accepted it anyway. "It's fine..."
Chelsea glared as it wasn't a real sorry, but went off with Kevin. "Have you packed, Squirt?" She smiles at him softly.
Kevin only laughed when Chelsea would call him things like that. "Yeah, but... I don't wanna sleep in my room..."
Buzz and some of the cousins looked out the window and saw one of their neighbors outside with a shovel.
"'Cuz of Fuller? Well, you can share my room in the third floor if you want." Chelsea smiled softly.
"Really?" Kevin smiled.
"Yeah, I just have my bed though so you would have to share with me." Chelsea smiled, picking up her brother.
"Well... Better than Cousin Fuller." Kevin had to admit. He looked nervous though as Buzz and the cousins were talking about 'Old Man Marley'.
Chelsea glanced over. "Stop it, he isn't like that and you're scaring the younger ones, Buzz." she frowned. She hugged Kevin close as she had picked him up.
Kevin hid his face against Chelsea.
"He never talks to anyone," Buzz said as he continued to stare at their mysterious neighbor. "I bet he only moved here cuz he killed someone and he had to run from the law."
"I highly doubt that, Buzz." Chelsea scoffs. She hugged Kevin gently.
Buzz kept staring at the old man next door and scoffed. "Weirdo."
It seemed as though Marley could overhear them and looked to the window, staring at them. Kevin gasped and huddled against Chelsea even more, he was only eight-years-old after all and a little scared of things like this.
Chelsea gave an apologetic smile and wave to the old man. She then walked off as she soothed Kevin. "He's not bad, Kevin, just ignore Buzz." she says softly.
Kevin shrugged, he wasn't sure how to feel around the neighbor, but he felt maybe he wasn't as bad as the others said he was.
"Every winter, he walks up and down the streets and salts the sidewalks." Buzz told stories to the younger ones again.
"Maybe he's trying to be nice?" Kevin shrugged.
"No way," Buzz scoffed. "See that garbage can full of salt? That's where he keeps his victims. The salt turns the bodies into mummies."
Marley looked back at them again, making them all duck down and avoid his gaze. There was a delivery car riding up to the McCallister house now though. Chelsea didn't duck, she just gave a soft, apologetic smile again and waved. Marley seemed to wave back to her, but no one else really saw it. Chelsea smiled softly.
The pizza guy accidentally knocked something over in the yard and went to the door, only to see the cop at the door. "Okay, that's $122.50."
"Not from me, kid, I don't live here." the cop scoffed.
Two of the younger ones were staring up at the policeman. The cop stared back at them, not seeming very friendly. Uncle Frank came along to the front hall.
The pizza man was still waiting for someone to pay him. "$122.50?" he asked Uncle Frank, thinking maybe this was his house since he was an adult.
"Ah, it's my brother's house, he'll take care of it." Frank says, walking away with the pizza.
The kids continued to stare. Peter came from where he was and heard his name used so he came to collect the pizza. He paid for it and even got to leave a tip and talked with the cop, wondering if he was under arrest or anything.
"Come on, Kev, chant with me." Chelsea whispers before starting to call out 'Pizza!' over and over.
Kevin grinned, then copied her. "Pizza! Pizza! Pizza!"
The cop got information of the families leaving for Paris tomorrow morning and he decided to take his leave, he gave a rather awkward smile that had a gleam in it due to a gold tooth and went off.
Chelsea blinked at the gold tooth. Didn't only mobsters have those? She however shook her head clear. "Let's go and see if they ordered our just cheese pizza." she tells Kevin.
"They better have..." Kevin agreed, he didn't like other toppings like Chelsea, but everyone else loved just anything else on their pizza which was disgusting to them.
The others chattered about their excitement about going to Paris for the holidays and how much fun it was going to be, partying right now like there was no tomorrow, though tomorrow was going to be a lot more exciting.
"Hey, did anybody order us a plain cheese?" Kevin asked as he saw the other pizzas eaten by everyone else.
Aunt Leslie was seeing to Fuller a little. Fuller was drinking more Pepsi than he should have.
"Fuller, go easy on the Pepsi." Leslie said.
Kevin looked very angry and annoyed.
"Yeah, has anyone ordered us some just cheese pizza?" Chelsea repeats as Kevin wasn't heard at first.
Buzz heard them, having his mouth full. "Yeah. But if you guys want any, somebody's gonna have to barf it up 'cuz it's gone!" he then laughed at them.
Chelsea scowled at Buzz.
"Oh, no, one of you guys get a plate!" Buzz pretended to look sick to his stomach.
Kevin had enough, he just pushed Buzz out of his chair, glaring at him for eating their pizza and started to wrestle him down to the floor. Everything went to chaos, Frank squishing Fuller. One of the plane tickets thrown away unknown to everyone. Chelsea was mad too, throwing a punch at Buzz seconds before Kevin tackled him.
"Hey! What's the matter with you two?!" Kate shouts, helping pull Kevin and Chelsea off Buzz.
"He started it!" Kevin piped up, blaming Buzz who was really the bad one here. "He ate our pizza on purpose!"
"He knows we don't like sausage and olives and-" Chelsea trailed off.
"Look what you did, you little jerks!" Frank shouts, wiping Pepsi off his trousers.
Kate looked at the two. "You two, upstairs... Right now." she says.
Kevin felt ashamed, even if he didn't cause a whole lot of trouble.
"You guys are such diseases." one of the kids scoffed to Kevin and Chelsea.
Kate got up and went to the two. "Say good night, you two." she says.
"Good night you two." Chelsea says, yes the eldest of the kids but still with a sassy streak.
"Why do we always get treated like scum?" Kevin growled, in a bitter mood now.
Kate paid the pizza boy after dragging the two out into the hall. Chelsea held Kevin's hand.
Kevin let go of her hand, but only because he wanted to take his anger out on a pillow. "It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair!"
Chelsea hugged Kevin gently, trying to soothe him. Kevin pouted as he hugged Chelsea back, she was the only one around here he could really talk to.
"Kevin, me and you'll stick together, right? We'll be fine, just us two." Chelsea says softly.
Kevin had a small smile to her. "Yeah... We don't need anybody else."
"Yeah, we don't need anyone else." Chelsea says quietly hugging him a tiny bit tighter.
"I sometimes wish... That... Oh, never mind..." Kevin changed his mind at the last minute.
"You wish what, Kev?" Chelsea asks him, quietly.
Kevin looked back up to her. "Sometimes... I wish that everyone here would go away... Just everybody... Except you, but everybody else can go."
Chelsea took the pillow and kissed his cheek. "Me and you together forever, Squirt." she said softly, trying to make him laugh as she called him the nickname she called him fondly.
Kevin laughed, feeling a little better, he loved this time he got to share with Chelsea. Chelsea smiled and as they had been forced upstairs to stay, not even having dinner, she let him have a go with her Walkman CD player as she sneakily ordered food for just her and Kevin, making sure the person taking the order would tell the delivery person to sneak around to her window.
'Hello, may I help you with excellent food service?' a familiar voice asked Chelsea.
Kevin played with the CD, seeming lost in another world and unaware of what his oldest sister was up to.
"Hi, can I order a single large cheese pizza and some soda, please? Also could you deliver it to the only window on the third floor?" Chelsea asks, smiling as she seemed to recognize the voice.
"Uhh... Sure...' the voice chuckled, scribbling was heard, the person must have been writing this down on a notepad. 'Which soda do you fancy?'
"Cola and Pepsi please... And is your service Maximum quality?" Chelsea smiled, putting a bit of emphasis on the Max part.
'Oh my God...' the voice sounded less robotic. 'Chelsea McCallister?'
"I knew it was you, Max." Chelsea giggled, quietly but clearly.
Max laughed a little. Kevin looked back to Chelsea briefly, then went back to the CD, thinking she was just talking to a friend for the holidays.
'Happy Holidays,' Max chuckled on the other line. 'Is this a real dinner request or did you stalk me?'
"A real request... We're being treated like the black sheep again." Chelsea sighed softly.
'We?' Max wondered who she could have meant, she actually had not seen Chelsea since she had to leave school before everyone else did after her family ended up being dirt poor and losing all their money so even she had to take a job and stay home to provide for her family. 'Well... I better get going and fill out your order, we'll talk later, Chels.'
"Can you be the one to deliver it Max, we can catch up a few minutes." Chelsea suggests.
'I'll see what I can do.' Max promised.
"Okay, bye-bye." Chelsea says softly.
'Have a lovely day! ...At least I don't have to wear a stupid uniform...' Max grumbled before hanging up to carry out their order.
Chelsea put her phone down and looked at Kevin. She smiled softly.
Kevin looked back to Chelsea after she hung up and decided to pay attention to her now. "Talking about cute boys?" he asked teasingly.
"Well... There was one cute boy~" Chelsea replied, in the same tone as him.
"Yeah?" Kevin asked, just joking along, but decided to ask anyway.
"Yeah... He's blonde, y'know..." she muses.
Kevin patted his own head, he was a blonde. "Go on?"
"He has the cutest little smile... With dimples to die for~" Chelsea continues.
"Is he underage?" Kevin asked, seeing where this was going.
"Oh, yes... Not even in double digits yet" Chelsea smiled.
Kevin laughed a little. Chelsea beckoned him over to her.
"How did you not go mentally insane before I was born?" Kevin asked as he leaned against Chelsea.
"Because something told me to stay sane... And I had a few friends to help me through it," Chelsea smiled. She hugged him close. "And once you were born... I just knew that I had to protect you." she smiles.
Kevin smiled in the hug, he then put his hand over his stomach as it weakly growled.
"Don't worry, Kev... I sorted it." Chelsea then winked.
"Is that who you were on the phone with?" Kevin deduced.
"Yes." Chelsea said. She settled down into a more comfortable position with him to wait for the food.
Kevin smiled.