Steve's House in Hawai'i, sunset, some evening

[grenadesandohana]

It was very weird that they'd been back in Honolulu for weeks now, solving cases like stolen WWII katanas, attempting to arrest bad guys for parking violations only to have them be criminal genius hackers, clearing bad guys-but-not-for-that-crime's names (you're posthumously welcome, Parrish), and the team (and more importantly, Grace) felt like they'd never been gone.

Maybe if he and Danny never went near an airport again, they wouldn't ricochet back to Fandom? Steve took a drink from his bottle of beer and stared out at the waves, mulling that possibility over.

The rest of Five-0 was laughing on the lanai behind him: their celebration on clearing Parrish's name had moved from a bar to his house as some kind of positive re-enforcement for him picking up the tab this time, apparently. They were currently grilling up steaks, so he couldn't get too upset about it.

He smiled to himself as Chin's voice loudly defending Don Ho's artistic achievements reached him on the shore. Apparently they were back to arguing about music. It felt nice to have his 'ohana around him again.

He wondered how long it would last.

[OOC: for the loud blond one.]

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[hatesparadise]

"That is the bare minimum that I should be driving my own vehicle, Steven."

[grenadesandohana]

"It's probably good for insurance,though."

Literally nothing about that car was good for insurance.

[hatesparadise]

"You're on there, so no." And boy was that something fun to explain to his agent.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve laughed. "You mention we're cops, right?"

Which doesn't explain half the damage, honestly.

[hatesparadise]

"At least it can't get worse once Grace turns sixteen." Just terrible crashes and brain damage.

[grenadesandohana]

"Sports car in Hawai'i driven by a teenager?" Steve said. "Bet they'll find a way to make it worse, buddy."

[hatesparadise]

"Well, you won't be teaching her to drive, so I think we're safe."

Because Steve teaching her had been on the table at some point?

[grenadesandohana]

"I'm a highly trained combat driver," Steve said. "Grace would learn so much more than her high school could teach her."

Like three point turns in the middle of traffic while under fire! So useful.

[hatesparadise]

"I am still questioning how you passed the driver's test, buddy," Danny replied with a deeply put upon sigh.

[grenadesandohana]

You'd think this would remind him to check the expiration on his license, and yet--

"With flying colors," Steve said.

[hatesparadise]

AND YET.

"Was the person blind maybe?" Danny asked, settling into some comfortable bickering.

[grenadesandohana]

"Of course not, Danno," Steve said, grinning and finishing up his drink. "That wouldn't be safe. Need another beer?"

[hatesparadise]

"If you're going." Look at what that positive reinforcement was netting him here!

[grenadesandohana]

"Might even bring a burger or two back if they left any," Steve said.

Grover was manning the grill and threatening all who came too close with his spatula.

[hatesparadise]

"You let Kamekona eat my burger and you can drive a different car to work tomorrow!" Danny called after him, watching as Grace was explaining to Kono her punch and getting a few corrections to her form.

[grenadesandohana]

"I'm a trained SEAL," Steve called back. "I know an unwinnable situation when I walk into one. Kamekona can eat whatever he wants to!"

[hatesparadise]

"Better hope that monstrosity of a truck has gas in it then, babe," Danny replied.

[grenadesandohana]

Least fuel efficient car on all of O'ahu!

"I'll see what I can find!" Steve promised, laughing. He returned five minutes later with two beers, two steaks, and Grace.

"You're welcome," Steve said, handing the plate to Danny. "That was Kono's and now she's vowing revenge on you."

[hatesparadise]

"You showing off for Kono?" Danny asked, scooting over on his chair to let Grace sit with him.

"And Uncle Steve," Grace said, plopping down to steal food off his plate.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve grinned at her. "So you were defending your friend, huh?"

He was only going to encourage this, Danny, both the stealing of your food and the punching of assholes.

[hatesparadise]

Joke was on Steve, he was a parent, this was just his lot in life. This and eating whatever weird shaped chicken nugget or pizza that was left behind on her plate was his life for the last decade.

Grace nodded solemnly while Danny shot him A Look over her head. "Kono showed me how to catch their arm if the first punch doesn't put them down."

"I will discuss further lessons with your mom next time I see her," Danny promised.

[grenadesandohana]

"Good," Steve said, nodding. "Thumb on the outside, every time, alright? You don't want to break your own hand."

[hatesparadise]

"Danno already taught me that."

Which made Danny look pleased and smug as he took a bite of steak.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve beamed at her. "Good. What else has Danno taught you?"

[hatesparadise]

Danny tried to make a 'cut' sign with his hand over his throat.

"Mom got upset about it, so we had to stop at that," Grace admitted. "I liked cheer better anyway. But it was okay."

Yeah, this was what he was trying to avoid. No one won when the parents argued through the kid.