I'm not a hardship. I'm awesome.

It had been a very tense, hectic few hours in the Gregson household. There had been a few fights, though those had been had mostly away from Bod's immediate vicinity, even if sound carried well in this house.

First, there'd been a brief row between Tara and Max once she'd finally made it back. Thankfully, that hadn't lasted long, and then Tara had already been off to go get Kate.

Next, there'd been a slightly heated discussion between Max and Charmaine, who'd finally dragged herself out of bed and out into the house, though she wasn't helping much.

Then, once Marshall had gotten home, Courtney had turned up some time after, and they'd had... a discussion, outside. It was about as close to an argument Marshall tended to get, really.

And then finally, once they'd managed to break the vacuum cleaner and had had to call Max's friend Neil to bring his one over, Neil and Charmaine had ended having a major fight in the front yard.

So, it was no wonder that even though the house was starting to look like it could be lived in (the broken windows had been taped over with plastic, the garbage bags had been taken out, the yard had been mostly cleared) the people inside were extremely tense, right about now. It didn't help that Tara and Kate were still nowhere to be seen. It was less than an hour until the social worker was supposed to show up.

Max was vacuuming the floor, while Marshall and Bod had been tasked with putting the finishing touches to everything. Mostly, it meant making sure family pictures were upright and sofa cushions in order.

And Charmaine? She was in the kitchen, and she needed the wall socket for the appliances.

"Stop unplugging the vac!" Max yelled for what felt like the nth time.

( Click for endless drama. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, TBC in the comments! Part three of three. Again, preplayed with the amazing there_was_life, and taken and modified from United States of Tara S02E07 'Dept. of Fucked Up Family Services'.]

Kate hadn't anticipated just how tiring a weekend of Fandom crazy could be when she wasn't one of the affected. Seriously. It was like being at home, times a thousand.

But the weekend wasn't all bad. She'd slept next to (or clinging to) Bod last night, and there had been no nightmares.

She wasn't sure about where she'd spend the next night. But for now, she'd retreated back to her own room.

Didn't feel like hanging out in common rooms much with all the weirdness going around – she'd been hit on quite enough for one weekend, thanks – but she did leave her door open. She could take on the weirdness in small doses; something entertaining might happen, and she didn't want to miss it.

The entertainment was just going to have to come find her, though. She was busy sorting her laundry, music playing in the background as usual.

[ooc: For the AU BFF of sorts, but can be open before her arrival if you'd like.]