AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only.
This story takes place during the 'two Todds' storyline. Irene has just shown up at Vicki's to shed some light on who is THE Todd.
~*La Boulie*~
Tea sat outside on the balcony of the room she shared with Blair at La Boulie. The past two months had been all kinds of craziness, with Irene Manning having admitted that the man Tea had married was not the real Todd Manning, but Todd's identical twin brother Victor Lord Jr. Now that the real Todd was back, there were so many changes in their family dynamics. Blair, Tea, Sam, Hope, Dani, Jack, and Starr were living with Dorian while Todd was staying at Vicki's. Victor remained at the Manning Estate, although Todd was doing everything in his power to get his fortune and newspaper business back from his twin.
Things between Tea and Victor were tense at best. She felt like she never even knew Victor, especially since Victor had no sense of his true self and had been brainwashed to have all of Todd's memories. On the other hand, the relationship between Tea and Blair had grown stronger. They were always together, growing closer. Tea loved her time with Blair, and the kids seemed very happy and supportive of their growing relationship.
Today Tea had yet another surprise. She held the little white stick in her hand, disbelieving the tiny little plus sign that was undeniably there in the window. "Ohhh myyy God," she gasped, as the truth started settling in. How would she tell Victor? And what in the world would Blair say?
A baby? Now? Why? How could this have happened now, when she had just started getting settled in with Blair? With a heavy sigh, she knew what she must do. She grabbed her jacket and then headed out the door.
A half hour later, she pulled up at Llanfair considering Victor hadn't answered at the Manning Estate. She assumed he was over at Vicki's, harrassing his twin. Sure enough, Victor's Mercedez was parked outside. She walked up to the door and rang the bell.
~*Llanfair*~
Marty Saybrooke had returned to Llanview approximately two months ago. Victor and Todd had arrived in Ireland asking her to accompany them back to the states. At first she was deeply surprised to see the both of them. They explained to her everything Irene Manning had said, but understandably Marty was still shocked and confused. She agreed to go back with them, because they promised her they would help her clear her name of all the terrible deeds she had committed before she had left town. She wasn't really sure if she could trust either one of them, but something in her gut told her she just had to return and see it through.
Now she was living at Llanfair under Vicki's supervision, getting psychiatric care considering she had suffered a mental break-down which had lead to her kidnapping baby Liam and attacking Natalie and Kelly. Marty felt remorseful for the awful things she had done, but now that she was getting help, she felt like she had control of her life once again.
She had completely giving up on getting revenge on Natalie and getting John back. Those days were gone. She was just so happy to be given a second chance and to spend time again with her precious granddaughter Hope. She wanted to get well and regain some sort of happiness, no matter how much time that might take.
Living in Llanfair was a bit wild at times as Todd was always there and strangely enough so was Victor. Every time she turned around, one or the both of them were always there, and often they were arguing and taunting one another. Vicki and Marty would roll their eyes at them, telling them that they were acting worse than five-year-olds.
Today was no exception, Marty was in the kitchen at Llanfair, trying to enjoy her breakfast which consisted of oatmeal, a tall glass of milk, and a banana. Todd came bounding down the back stairs and took his place across from her at the table. He grabbed his own bowl of oatmeal in which he proceeded to doctor with mounds of sugar and some milk. He glanced up at Marty, giving her a grin. "Don't stop yourself from eating that banana on my account," Todd said with a devilish wink.
Marty glared at him, nearly smashing it in his face. "Ohhh you'd like that, wouldn't you?" she quipped, thinking he hadn't changed much over all these years. He had the same naughty mouth as always.
Todd just smirked, then started shovelling food into his mouth. And as always, Marty just sat there staring, fascinated by the savage manner in which that man could eat. Yeah, some things never changed.
Both Marty and Todd were broken from their trance when the backdoor opened and in stepped Victor, carrying a beautiful bouquet of flowers. "For you, Marty," he said, placing them into her arms.
"Ohhh..." Marty gasped with surprise. "Ohhh wow..."
Todd looked furious when he saw what his twin had done. "Really? Flowers, Victor?" Todd said in a growling tone. "It's not gonna work. Marty doesn't want you! Get that through your thick skull!"
Victor glared at Todd. "At least I know how to treat her like a lady, bringing her flowers and chocolates. All you do is sit there and droll over her like a fool!"
"I do not drool!" Todd yelled.
"You do, too! Marty can't even walk into a room without you looking at her as though she were your very own tasty little snack!"
