For the fic prompt thing, could you possibly make one with Gar, Mβgann, Uncle Jβonn and possibly Mβcomm
The summer air was heavy with condensation, sweat gliding off everyoneβs skin the second they walked outside. August baked the world, but still Gar was grilling.
Earth sausage and burgers were frying on the grill, as well as some Martian vegetables that Jβonn had brought back from his last trip. The smell wafted through the air as Mβgann and Jβonn set the table with various Earth and Martian dishes.
βYou sure itβs fine to be grilling it?β βGiven the weather, it is probably better than the traditional manner of food preparation. Mars does not usually have such hot days. Thank you for taking over the grill, Garfield.β βDonβt sweat it! Literally.β Gar looked over the finished food and transferred them to a serving platter. βItβs not every year that Hittβonβleer comes.β βWell, not once every Earth year,β Mβgann smirked. She sat up and took her seat, hands on her lap as Gar took his seat as well.
Jβonn smiled at the two and then straightened as he set up the mind link. On this day, we honor both Hβronβmeer and family. Waves of feelings washed over the link as the weight of the holiday pressed on them. We honor those we have with us, and those that Hβronβmeer has taken, knowing we will one day be united and have many stories to share.
Gar teared up as he thought of his mothers and teammates. Mβgann turned away physically, but let the others be by her side mentally. Jβonnβs melancholy flowed, with surprising fondness for a man who had deprived him of all chocos along with those who had died of simple things such as age.
The grief shared and the moment passed, they all stood up to give food to the empty fourth plate that represented the place their loved ones had in their heart. Then they began to take for themselves and moved on to lighter topics.
As Jβonn talked about his work and Mβgann commented on the latest recipes she was trying, Gar relaxed in the summer heat as the glow of family settled around him.
