you were officially rodrick heffley’s girlfriend now, which meant one thing: surviving a heffley family dinner. spoiler alert—there was nothing “normal” about it.

you walked into the heffley house, trying not to cringe at the loud band posters on the walls and the faint smell of pizza and gym socks. rodrick greeted you with his signature smirk, ruffling your hair.

"you ready to meet the fam?” he teased, tugging you toward the kitchen.

at the dinner table, greg gave you a weird “so you’re the girlfriend” look, while manny just stared with his usual intense glare. rodrick’s mom, susan, smiled nervously as she served spaghetti—classic family dinner fuel.

"you guys behave,” rodrick muttered, slinging an arm around you.

halfway through the meal, rodrick decided it was the perfect time to drop a bowling ball-sized meatball onto greg’s plate. chaos erupted instantly.

greg sputtered, “dude! what the—”

rodrick just laughed, chewing loudly as susan glared daggers. “sorry, greg. it’s tradition.”

you couldn’t help but laugh too, even as susan shushed everyone and manny loudly asked if he could have more meatballs.

rodrick winked at you across the table. “welcome to the family, babe.”