✧ * 'homemade dynamite ✧ *

Chase: Alright, the cat's out of the bag. I've fled the country.

Chase: My current location is Australia, if you want me to bring back a souvenir, speak now or forever hold your peace

Chase: And no I'm not bringing back any kangaroos or koala bears

Haley: You can bring me back some vegemite

“I guess you have a point there, but he’s seriously fine. C’mon, do you think I would’ve had another kid if he wasn’t so great with Jamie?” she mused with a laugh. “Although your motherly concern is pretty funny, Brooke Davis.”

At Quinn’s confirmation, Haley couldn’t help but let out an amused squeal in response. She couldn’t believe her sister was actually pregnant. After years with Clay, it was expected of course, but nonetheless a surprise. Of course, Haley knew that Quinn was already Logan’s acting mother, but a whole new kid was certainly something. “Oh my god! Quinn!” she beamed an lightened grin, hands clapping together in glee. “I have too many questions. So when did you know? Who have you told? How did Clay react? Have you gone to your first ultrasound? I’m coming to the next one---” she pursed her lips together after her ramblings, unable to even begin to mask her delight and excitement. “Quinn, I’m so happy for you.”

“Yeah---I think Mom was off participating in a yoga contest of her own,” Haley said with a shake of her head and a laugh. Her mother had played a big role in all of their loves; obviously, but deciphering pot brownies was definitely never her strong suit. “Mostly. I mean I could’ve went to Luke’s house for about a week before she’d really start getting suspicious. I know...how many of you did I have to deal with before I actually gained some freedom of my own?” she quizzed with a laugh. “Of course I knew I loved him, but that doesn’t make me smart. When you meet your soulmate...I guess you just know, right? That feeling you get---at sixteen or seventy, it’s just unlike any other,” her lips churned into a smile at his next words, unable to refrain from letting out a small laugh. “I’m pretty sure I got asked about a baby about a million times that first week. Why couldn’t anyone just believe the fact that I was in love?” Haley said with an eye roll. It was still so surreal to her. If she hadn’t taken the risk in high school to go with her gut, who knew where she’d be know? Definitely unhappier than she was at the moment, that’s for sure. “Your niece and nephew have been driving me to madness lately and I need something to calm them down. Organic, sugar free brownies will just have to suffice,” she said with a shrug. “This is parenting, big bro. Oh no---can you please not corrupt my children just yet?” Haley shook her head, letting out a small laugh. “You guys were great to me. ‘Ya know, for the most part. I mean letting your sister eat some weed laced brownies for a few years without her knowledge is just where I cross the line,” Haley shrugged, erupting into a fit of laughter.

“Exactly,” Haley mused with another laugh. Sam had always been one of her favorite people in Tree Hill. After all; she had stood up for her when in the most compromising of situations, but that was only because Haley always believed in her.  “Sam, don’t make me tell Brooke about this, ‘cause I may be too nice to kick some ass but I don't think she is,” Haley teased with a laugh, eyes rolling down playfully. Although it wasn’t exactly shocking to see a teenager experiment with anything resembling weed, Haley wanted the best for Sam. It was almost as if the brunette had blossomed in front of her, and of course that meant that Haley would always want the best for Sam.

“Hey---I think it’s a step above Tutor Girl,” Haley teased with a laugh. After all these years, it was nice to have Peyton and Brooke still by her side. They had grown up together of course, but the memories they had so often referred to seemed as if they had happened just yesterday. “Sawyer, I know when you’re lying. There’s a stack of sugar-filled cookies in the cabinet to your left,” she stated with another laugh, motioning over to the pantry. 

“Oh I so would and I did in high school. ‘Ya know when Brooke found out she actually renamed me ‘stoner girl’ ? Granted, it wasn’t my fault my sister decided to inject the brownies with some weed,” she said with a shake of her head and a laugh. “Yeah...” she trailed off, her lips pursing together. “Please lie and tell me you love them.”

“As much as I’d love to just throw them out and make new ones, I’m mostly just pretending to like them for my kids. Low sugar brownies are definitely not the best way to go though,” she said with a shrug. “You don’t have to eat them though, I’ll give you a free pass on that. So, how’ve you been?”

“Fourteen, actually,” Haley corrected her older brother, a small laugh escaping out of the corners of her lips. Although she couldn’t believe Taylor had the audacity to lace her beloved brownies with weed, the fact that Haley couldn’t tell the difference was even more concerning. “...of course I am,” she defended, raising her arms up into the air. “---but seriously though, that innocent thing is kinda faulty now. I mean, would someone that innocent get married at sixteen? Pregnant not long after?” Haley pondered with a small laugh. Sure, she had been through a fair share of surprises throughout her life but it wasn’t as if Haley hadn’t been responsible for most of them. “I know. Look, just don’t say anything to Jamie or Lydia okay? I mean these brownies are a hundred percent organic. No sugar at all---duties of motherhood. Isn’t that exciting?” she laughed, shaking her head over to the side. “Yeah, if Jamie ever pulls what Taylor did to me on Lydia, well then I’m pretty sure World War Three as we know it would erupt in this house.”

“Times are definitely rougher now,” Haley exhaled dramatically, letting out a soft laugh in the process. “---but don’t do drugs, ever. I still think Principal Buttkiss would find a way to re-fire me even if I did encourage it. Hey, I let her publicly fire me for you---if I ever catch you doing anything remotely similar to that...” she trailed off, joking of course, but her ‘mom’ voice was laced into full effect.