Something else I’m going to have to write eventually:
Merle built a big mansion for himself and his kids and I hope it’s Actually Big because the family absolutely takes an annual beach trip vacation and they all stay at Merle’s. And I do mean the WHOLE family - the IPRE crew, Kravitz, Carey and Killian, Angus of course, Ren, everyone else they can cram into every last square inch of this living space.
The kids are spoiled rotten, the twins cook for everyone, Merle continues to give out the worst beach gifts (he gives Lup a seaweed potholder; she waits until his back is turned, throws it at the back of his head, makes a direct hit, and shouts “I love it already, Merle!”). They have big bonfires out on the beach at night. Barry is constantly in the water. No one can get him out. It’s getting dark and Lup can be seen forcibly hauling his ass onto the beach.
There’s usually some disaster because it’s them and there will never be a time when there’s not some kind of disaster. One year Magnus saw jellyfish and forgot what regular jellyfish tentacles can do. One year Barry got sunburned badly on day one and pouted so hard that the twins came up with a magical solution to shield him from the sun so he didn’t spend the rest of his trip stuck inside.
It’s the one time of year they pretty much always get to see each other.