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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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.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve looked slightly abashed.

"Well, Danno taught you well, in any case," he said. "Bet the jerks in your school will think twice before bullying anyone."

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"Yeah," she said with a goofy grin that was all Danny.

Danny sighed fondly, curling an arm around her for a half hug as he gave Steve a look to communicate it wasn't his fault that divorce was tricky to navigate. "Next time talk to the teacher first. Maybe build a case."

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"Nah," Steve countered. "Hit him again."

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"Nope, we don't listen to Uncle Steve," Danny said, trying to cover her ears with his hands

"Danno," she whined, rolling her eyes and leaning away to try escaping his deeply embarrassing behavior.

[grenadesandohana]

"Always listen to your Danno," Steve said. "And also Uncle Steve."

That seemed contradictory.

[hatesparadise]

This was Little League all over again, Steven.

Danny tugged her into a kiss on the crown of her head before letting her go to be that pre-teen level of over her dad's antics. "Go on. I'm sure Kono is dying to show you another take-down. And god knows she's better equipped than Steve here to teach you."

Oh, shots fired!

[grenadesandohana]

"She is not," Steve said very quickly, "but I can see why you'd pick her right now."

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"Sure, Uncle Steve," Grace replied, grinning at how he rose to that bait. That bait that even she, an actual child could see through.

Just you wait until she was a judgmental teenager.

"Ouch," Danny said, smirking at Steve like a big ol' jerk.

[grenadesandohana]

"I can handle Auntie Kono being the very temporary favorite," Steve declared magnanimously.

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"Don't get bruised," Danny said, letting her go with one more hug. "Temporary, huh?"

[grenadesandohana]

"That's a very hurtful thing to say, Daniel," Steve told him.

[hatesparadise]

"I didn't say anything hurtful." He just implied it.

[grenadesandohana]

"I heard it anyway," Steve said.

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"Yeah, yeah," Danny said, waving him off as he looked out at the surf. "It's--it's nice to be back."

[grenadesandohana]

Steve looked extremely smug to hear that. "Guess talking with the Portalocity guys worked."

Sort of.

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"You're honestly taking credit for this?" Danny asked dryly.

[grenadesandohana]

"We're here, aren't we?" Steve said, gesturing around them.

That was just asking for trouble, Steven.

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"We are," Danny granted him. Because he was being kind here.

Never-mind how the ambient noise of the friendly bickering up on the lanai had sorted of faded into just the noise of the surf.

[grenadesandohana]

At least they still had their beers?

...that was not going to save him, was it?

[hatesparadise]

It was not.

"...Steven, what exactly did you say to those people?" Danny asked, flat and unimpressed as the familiar shoreline of Fandom replaced O'ahu.

[grenadesandohana]

"That's classified," Steve said automatically.

[hatesparadise]

"Steve" Danny said, burying his face in his hands.

[grenadesandohana]

"Human-weirdly talking lawn gnome privilege," Steve said, nodding. "It's a thing."

It wasn't.

[hatesparadise]

"I hate you," Danny said, slumping back in his seat as a Porg ambled on by.