Tio Nevada's Secret Hideout.
I found this draft hidden (far) away in the magical draft bin (
probably a drunk-draft since I don’t recall this at allllllll) & all it was missing was a good run-through edit that I managed in a 15 min break: so here’s something…
Canon Character: Nevada Ramirez, from Trouble In The Heights.
OCs: Lillian, Nevada’s niece; & Natalia, Nevada’s sister & Lilly’s mother.
Situation: Nevada’s babysitting, again…
Kinda related to: Tio Nevada’s Tea Party.
Okay, if he was going to be honest, maybe it was more like five.
It hadn’t been ten, though- Nevada knew that.
Quickly, he stole a peek at his cell phone. No, he was right, the phone call lasted seven minutes. He was just in the other room. It couldn’t have taken more than three minutes for his departure and his re-arrival into the living room.
Honestly; he thought he had handled the situation well. Natalia would slaughter him if her precious daughter repeated almost any of the words he had to share with his colleague, so leaving the room felt necessary for his survival and her morality. He had left that Dora show on, the one with the awfully vexing violet monkey and the fox that Nevada thought would look better as a scarf than a villain… actually, it was still playing.
Yet, somehow, in this well-planned span of not-quite-ten-minutes… Lillian had somehow conjured up a couple fitted sheets, the comforter off her own bed, one from the closet, and an assortment of pillows. Nevada watched on, as a bump that had to be his niece burrowed and shifted beneath a few of the coverings she must have been trying to prop up between the couch and the coffee table.
A+ for innovation and effort.
But, her architectural skills could be improved upon.