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#older brother ransom drydale & younger sister reader
ms-rampage · 2 years
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Sibling Rivalry
Ransom Drysdale & female reader (Y/n Drysdale)
Ransom is 10 years older than you, and is your brother.
Word count: 770
Warnings: Y/n and Ransom being typical siblings
Author's Note: I haven't see the whole movie, just a few clips to get the idea of what the fuck is going on, but I'll definitely watch the whole movie! I can definitely do more sibling stuff with Ransom and Y/n (NO INCEST)
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"Where is she?." Ransom asks Linda, his mother, who is also your mother.
"She's on her way." she replies, taking a seat next to Richard, yours and Ransom's father.
"She's not here already?." he says before eating a cookie.
She sighs, "No, she's not Ransom. She's flying in from California to get here."
"At least there will be one less idiot in this house." he mutters, but Linda hears him and rolls her eyes in response.
You and your brother didn't get along at times, you two were often at each other's throat, but that doesn't mean you two didn't have your best moments. Your brotherly, sisterly moments which were extremely rare.
When you found out your grandfather Harlan died, or more so was killed, you had to swallow your pride and go to his will hearing in Massachusetts.
You left home at 18 to get away from that chaotic family, you'd be wrong if you say Hugh, or Ransom, your older brother, wasn't the normal, and less chaotic one out of that damn family.
That whole family is filled with assholes, at least Ransom is a somewhat honest asshole. You moved out, went to college in Massachusetts, then transferred to a university out west to study fashion and music.
After several years, and little to no communication with your family, you were contacted by your mother Linda about what happened, and you told her that you'll fly out there as soon as you can.
You knew you weren't in grandpa Harlan's will, you didn't know him very well, you have no memories of him to begin with so I didn't matter to you at all. With your fashion line, and music career you were doing very well financially.
You pull up to the mansion, and let out a loud groan in the car. Swallowing your pride yet again, and exit your rental car. You see your older brother's car.
"Great he's here." you mutter, rolling your eyes. Shoving your hands in your jacket pockets. In a way you did miss the Massachusetts weather, and scenery.
You enter the house, and immediately hear voices coming from the back room as you walk further inside. You see a person, a woman, standing in the doorway, you're not sure who she is, but she is startled by your unexpected presence.
"What's going on?." you ask her in a whisper. She jumps in surprise.
"Are you Y/n?." she asks, also in a whisper.
"Yeah, and you?." you ask, looking around the room, seeing many familiar faces that you didn't want to see.
"Marta Cabrera, I'm, or was Harlan's nurse." she answers your question, "They've been waiting for you, so they can start the hearing."
"Oh good." you sarcastically say. Your presence goes unknown for a few minutes until Donna, your mother's younger brother's wife, opens her mouth.
"Oh, Y/n's here!." she says, all heads and eyes turning in your direction.
"Y/n! So glad to see you." your mother says, putting on her motherly demeanor, but not getting up from her seat.
Rolling your eyes, "Gee thanks Donna, If I wanted to be announced I would've hired Michael Buffer." you respond sarcastically, taking a seat across from Ransom who is staring daggers at you.
"It's about time you showed up." he says before eating another cookie. "We've been waiting."
"It's not like you have anything better to do." you respond to him, "Some of us flew out here."
He chuckles, "So how's California treating you, little sis?." he says the last words with a mixture of dislike and sarcasm, "Kicking your ass?."
Without any hesitation, "Better than Massachusetts has ever treated me, big bro."
"That's very unlikely." he returns the same amount of sarcasm, "You'd have to be a decent person to live out there, which I know isn't your best act."
"Well from what I remember you're really good at impressions, so why don't you pretend to act like a decent person for once Hugh."
You and your brother always had the best verbal fights because no one else in the family can compete with you two, both of you could verbally assault everyone in your family.
"Okay you two that's enough." your mother steps in, but goes unheard.
"So how's your so-called music career going Y/n?." he continues to verbally assault you, "Win any Grammys, or are you still a one hit wonder??."
But you always bite back, "Nominated actually, thanks for asking, but you wouldn't know that because you have your own head shoved so far up your own ass."
"Hugh, Y/n That's enough!." your father raises his voice. Forcing both of you to shut up, you two just glare at each other, if looks could kill, you'd both be dead. So 3 people would've died in that house.
You two could go on, if it weren't the others in the room. You guys can go the whole day throwing insults at one another, or at various family members. The only thing you and Ransom have in common was the dislike for your family, or at least some family members.
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