The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes filled the Tanner kitch as you watched Jesse lean against the counter, absentmindedly spinning a spoon between his fingers. The house was as lively as ever—Danny was on the phone in the living room, Michelle was running around with Comet chasing after her, and Stephanie and DJ were arguing over who would get to use the bathroom first. It was the typical morning chaos in the Tanner household.

"I don’t know how you handle all this noise," Jesse remarked, giving you an amused look before taking a sip of his coffee. "I love these girls, but sometimes it feels like I’m in the middle of a hurricane."

You smiled, resting your elbows on the counter. "Maybe you’ve already gotten used to it and just don’t want to admit it."

He scoffed, pretending to be offended. "Me? Used to this? Never!" But the smile on his face gave away the truth—deep down, he loved being here.

Joey walked into the kitchen doing an exaggerated Donald Duck impression, earning giggles from Michelle. "Good morning, my dear audience! Who wants pancakes made by the great Chef Joey Gladstone?"

Stephanie glanced at the stack of pancakes on the table and crossed her arms. "Joey, you didn’t make these pancakes. Dad did."

Joey placed a hand on his chest, feigning offense. "And who do you think taught your dad how to make pancakes? It’s all part of my culinary legacy!"

Danny walked in shortly after, adjusting his tie and checking his watch. "Alright, everyone, time to go! DJ, Stephanie, you have school. Jesse, don’t forget you promised to pick up the girls later. And Joey… please try not to teach Michelle any more bad jokes."

Jesse rolled his eyes but nodded. "Relax, Danny, I remember everything."

You grabbed a pancake and watched the house’s bustling activity. Between the noise, the laughter, and the obvious affection everyone shared, the Tanner house was more than just a home—it was a place full of love, and somehow, you were part of it too.