AFTER the pogues all decided to buy jj’s dads old properly with the gold- the royal merchant- pope, ever so smart, came up with the best and most efficient solution yet. Building a home for all of us! a fishing shop, and some gardens, and a house to share for all 6 of you.

you all spent 2 months building the big building, it was hard, but you all worked together. pope had been beside you the whole time, since you weren’t great with measurements and all. other than that he just wanted to be beside you, or near you.

“alright, first you gotta-“ he paused when he saw you hadn’t even opened the measurement tape correctly. your fingers sort of fumbled with the top. He chuckled and gently took it from you, looking at the tape before easily pulling the yellow part out.

“You need help with anything, just tell me baby, m’kay?” he smiled at you, his hand on the small of your back while mentally counting the numbers infront of him, JJ and John b kept arguing about which wood piece goes where, Kiara and Sarah were in the front, painting surf boards. this was the dream, and finally, you were all together, in your ‘home’