everyone's a bit of a fixer-upper!

Victor & Monty

everyone's a bit of a fixer-upper!

Victor Vanboss
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May 29 2014, 12:35 AM #1

Victor honestly wondered how they got themselves into these situations sometimes. Really. How he'd gone from being potentially forever-alone to married and (even more unexpectedly) expecting a baby in less than a year he had no idea, and owning a house when they could have lived in one mortgage-free to boot! Especially a fixer-upper like this one, their little cabin in the woods. Although for a cabin it was a nice size, probably four bedrooms once all the work was done, and if they finished the basement they'd have even more room to expand. And with eight dogs between them and a snake, and soon a bouncing bundle of joy, the two adults in the Vanboss house needed plenty of room to expand. It had started out almost as a joke, after practically ruining the carpet in the house the Vow had provided to them for free and finding out Monty was pregnant (not at the same time) that they might as well just get a new house. Then what do you know, this place had fallen into their laps and they would have been idiots not to buy it. Or maybe that was the other way around, since they were now trying to renovate it enough to bring a baby home to by the time Monty was due! And that was much harder to do while he was trying to keep his pregnant wife away from anything that had to do with heavy lifting or possibly dangerous fumes!

Currently he was on his knees tearing up carpet in what would eventually be their living room, trying not to slice his hands on sharp staples or the razor blade he was using to cut it into sections small enough for her to get rid of. At least until she could find another project that was safe for her to do. Whoever had lived here previously had a thing for pea-green 70s shag, and while Vic appreciated a good throwback it was stained and smelled and would be hard to clean blood out of - as they'd found out. He was basically relying on Monty's feminine touch to decorate the place once it was revamped, but he'd happily paint and stain to her specifications. Although personally... "I'm thinking cherry stain," he said, through the paper mask over his mouth and nose. "Or something dark. You know, in case I have another shovel incident or the dogs drag mud in. You?" The question ended in a slight grunt as a particularly stubborn piece of carpet came up, revealing another section of hardwood. It would definitely need to be sanded and refinished, or they could put some Pergo on it and call it good. "Or are you one of those hippy-dippy, bamboo flooring types?" He gave his wife a wink, rolling up the section before setting it aside. That was what his parents would probably do, if they weren't already out somewhere advocating for all-natural eco-friendly dirt floors to make a comeback.

"Also, did you decide what color to do the baby's room? Personally I vote for 2 walls pink and 2 walls blue, that way we can't go wrong." Totally teasing! Maybe. He was however, still more than a little concerned about the whole baby mutant possibility. Not in an "extra toes and a lizard tail" way, but the "unable to feel pain" way. So far no one had been able to answer that particular question for them, since it required extensive (and expensive) genetic testing. All his fingers and toes were crossed that the baby wouldn't turn out like him, but at least they were uniquely equipped to deal with it if it happened.

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Monty Vanboss
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Jun 30 2014, 07:15 AM #2

Monty was feeling more than a little useless at the moment as she leaned against the slightly warped door jam of their brand new home. Okay, the only kind of brand new it was was in the sense of being brand new to them. It was old but that just meant character and many a years' worth of damage to be reversed. They didn't call it a fixer upper for nothing, she supposed. But with Vic fretting over her being pregnant, there really wasn't much in the way of helping him work on their home besides offering opinions when requested. She held the paper mask against her mouth, fanning some of the stirred up dust away from her face as she watched, chuckling underneath it at Vic's hippy joke. "My parents did that, actually. I'm not going to be picky as long as I don't get a splinter, that happened once as a kid and it sucked a lot." Nothing was more fun than running around barefoot and earning a huge splinter in the arch of her foot!

She thoughtfully reached for a broom to work on gathering up debris from the carpet removal, plenty of fibers and years worth of dirt was left behind and gods knew what else. "Dark is good, though. It'd feel all warm and cozy. Why the hell would anyone cover up the original floors like this?" Monty scoffed, appreciating the potential even in their rough state. "Hopefully the dogs don't scuff them all up." Every decision had to not only reflect what they wanted but also what was safest in terms of longevity when it came to their pack of pooches. "But let's try not to have another shovel accident. One accident per tool type is all you get, sorry."

Monty smirked, reaching over with the broom to pat Vic's tush with the bristly end before sweeping there a little since he was more than a little covered in dust and dirt. "I wonder if the people who get our house in town next are going to wonder what all those reddish stains are." She frowned under her mask, "They're all going to think I murdered you in there."

In all seriousness, reddish eyebrows furrowed, obviously contemplating the baby room question, "Maybe I've been looking at this carpet too long but I kind of like the idea of green? Or, hm, maybe dark wood and green, something that still goes with the rest of the house but says 'baby'. That...that's not too much to ask, right?"

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Jul 13 2014, 11:11 PM #3

"Once it's all sanded and sealed you won't have to worry about any splinters, promise. We've got baby feet and dog feet and human feet to worry about, I'll be extra careful." Obviously Baby Vanboss wouldn't be walking for a while but Vic knew if his kid ever got a splinter on the floors he'd never forgive himself. Also it was just not fun to try and get splinters out of dog feet or human feet so he imagined baby feet was just as upsetting. Did bamboo even splinter? He thought probably not very often, although it could certainly happen. Either way he was happy to go with whatever Monty wanted, and if she wanted to keep the original floors that was even better. "People like carpet," he said with a shrug. "Why they like 70s shag I don't know. Personally I like a carpet you can roll up and take to the cleaner when it gets dirty, not this nailed to the floor shit."

It was true the dogs might scuff the floors but Vic also couldn't imagine trying to keep wall-to-wall carpet clean with eight dogs running through the house. One of the ideas he had for the back entry to the house was to make a mud room they could spray down, walls and all. That way they could make sure the dogs were clean before letting them in. "There's plenty more tools out there, gummy bear. Hell, there's at least a dozen in this room I haven't injured myself with yet, you'd better keep 911 on speed dial." He was being careful, he thought, but when you couldn't feel that you were kneeling on broken glass or accidentally putting a carpet nail into your hand, you never knew. The shovel incident was not a one-off, and he knew there would be plenty more chances to injure himself, especially during a full house renovation. "Oy, he scolded as she swatted his butt with the broom, but underneath his mask he was grinning. "Careful, I might like that."

Their old home did look a little bit like a murder scene. Who knew it would be so hard to get blood out of carpet? "We did disappear pretty quickly. I think I should just never go back into town again, and see what people say after a while. The old ladies need something new to gossip about over bridge." He wouldn't really do that, if only for the convenience factor. Driving out to Indianapolis was a pain, even to go to work. "Not this color green, right?" Vic asked, holding up a swatch of carpet that looked like old pea soup and baby poo. "But no, I think green is good. I never really got that whole 'boys have to have blue, girls have to have pink' thing but just in case it actually messes with babies brains, green is a nice color for either. Also yellow, but I'm just not a yellow guy."

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Monty Vanboss
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Aug 4 2014, 07:57 PM #4

Monty didn't have any reason to doubt Victor's sanding and staining and sealing prowess but she did find her concerns absolutely resolved. Vic had this uncanny ability to make her alreay fairly laid back self even more relaxed when it came to this sort of thing and most things, really. They ha a lot to worry about if she really thought about it. Between the fact that they already ha limited funds, a new house, and nearly a dozen different mouths to feed and that they wouldn't know if their accidental offspring was going to carry Vic's special brand of mutant or not, that was a lot of things on one new marriage's plate. And yet, they didn't really argue about it. Things would get done and at this point, there wasn't anything they could do to influence the genetic makeup of their child in one way or the other. It wasn't the sims, after all. Eating watermelon didn't ensure a girl anymore than eating apples got them a boy.

"I think they like that wild and groovy 70s vibes. Totally a swingers thing, you know. Better extra careful with that carpet then." Monty grinned at him, resuming her sweeping since there was just more and more dirt coming from the gross shag carpet. "Hey, if you like it, I'll just have to bring the broom with me to the bedroom." She teased, her nose wrinkling, partially from the dust tickling her nose and partially from the idea of a gross broom being in their bed. No thanks! "If you nver go back to town, I'll be the one making the hardware store trips. What will they do when I buy new saw blades!"

She took a much longer time than necessary examining the swatch of disgusting carpet before shaking her head, "This house needs to be freed of the pea green torment it has been suffering through all these years. What, you don't want blue for boys an pink for girls? You some kind of hippy?" Pausing her sweeping again, she leaned forward against the broom, head tilting to the side, "I kind of like the idea of green and medium to dark wood? Kind of natural, I guess. It would fit with the rest of the house. And us." Her eyes darted around their space, trying to envision what it might look like once they got it the way they wanted. Home, it would look like home she hoped!

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Sep 12 2014, 10:21 PM #5

The idea that there was, let's say "genetic material" on the carpet from 70s swingers made Vic wish he was wearing gloves. Obviously even if there was it was old and dried up and not any danger to him, but it was just a really disgusting idea. "All the more reason to rip this shit out and get rid of it as quickly as we can... who knows what this carpet has on it." He was pretty sure someone had squatted in the empty house at some point judging by some of the more recent dates on discarded newspapers and empty food cans left in the house. Banks didn't do a great job cleaning up foreclosures and it looked like whoever left the home originally had done so in a hurry, and it had sat relatively empty since then. But hey, it brought the price down to a more wallet-friendly figure so they weren't entirely in the red with their handyman special. "As tempting as that is, I think the broom is better off somewhere else in the house. Like anywhere else." Some things were just not meant to be sex toys.

He snorted at her comment about the house's pea green torment, tossing another rolled up section of carpet to the side. Only a little more to go until he reached the doorway where Monty was standing, then it was on to sanding and staining before he tackled the awful linoleum in the kitchens and bathroom. "You know what, let's just fuck up the whole system. If we have a boy we'll dress him in all pink, if it's a girl we'll make her wear blue. Name it something totally wacked-out like Summit or Pear. My parents would be so proud." He grinned behind his mask, not at all intending to actually follow through on the outlandish suggestion. "But seriously, green but not pea green. This house has been tortured enough. And darkish wood. I like it." He'd probably let Monty pick a stain she liked and run it through most of the house, just so it all looked like it went together. Really, although he was excited and terrified about the baby, decorating the nursery was all Monty. Didn't women like, nest or something? He'd execute whatever ideas she had, obviously, since a lot of exposure to paint fumes and nail guns probably wasn't good for their already potentially mutant progeny.

"All the decorating stuff is up to you, I'm just the muscle. You're the brains of this operation, darlin'. I'm just here to rip up carpet and repaint." This renovation was going to take a little more than that, but he was willing and able to handle that while keeping the stress off his wife's shoulders.

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