Beatrice was sitting on a private jet on her way to California, wondering what the hell had just happened!
Just a few hours ago, she was coming in with two fresh turkeys looking forward to a nice barbecue with the neighbors and friends. Now she was headed to an entirely different state to meet people who were claiming to be her long, lost family that hurt late mother and now arrested Uncle took her from before she was even born!
This was definitely one of those what the fuck just happened moments.
Beatrice was currently in her seat, trying her best to just scream at everybody on board and try to find a way to jump off the plane and head back home.
She was not at all pleased with this situation she had found herself in.
About an hour later, they touchdown in California. She was us to a fancy car and driven to a giant house.
Most people would've been off, but Beatrice was unimpressed. Fancy things don't make a house a home people do and her people weren't here.
Once they arrived, Beatrice was guided inside. She was instructed to sit in what she assumed was some sort of living room for rich people and wait for her "family" to arrive.
She didn't like the term "family", but she did like that she would probably be getting some answers soon.
After waiting in the fancy room for about five minutes, four men came in through the door.
The first man was rather tall with brown hair with flex of gray in it. He also had a brown and gray beard, mustache, and goatee combo going on. His eyes were blue and sparkled like a crystal clear lake. He was wearing a gray suit, freshly pressed.
The second man was a little taller than the first. He had dark brown hair, clean shaved face and was wearing a blue suit, also freshly pressed like the previous man. he looked like a slightly taller copy of the first man except with no gray hairs. They even had the same beautiful blue eyes.
The third man to walk in had blue hair (it has been clearly dyed blue), green eyes, the same color as a weed, And was a good 4 inches shorter than the first gentleman that walked in. He was wearing a graphic T-shirt with a picture of an alien and some black sweatpants.
The fourth man come in, had dark brown hair and brown eyes. He was about the same height as the third person to come in. He was wearing a sports jacket, a white shirt, and some worn out dirty jeans.
The older one that first came in, sat down in an armchair, and the other three sat on the couch. I was sitting sitting in an armchair across from the older man and kind of next to the couch.
"I'm so happy we finally found you," said the older man," we've been looking for you since your mother left."
Beatrice was very confused at his statement. "What do you mean since my mother left? I'm the product of one night stand with a mystery man at a bar. Are you the mystery man? If so, can I just go back home? I'm 24. I don't really care that you shook your parental duties at this point."
"I am your father Beatrice," he started, but she cut him off. "Only the preacher and the cops call me that. My name is BB."
"Okay BB," he corrected himself and BB smiled. "I am your father Richard Magnum Hartman and you are not the product of a one night stand at a bar. Your mother and I were married for thirteen years. These are your brothers. They are triplets."
He then gestured at the three and they started introducing themselves to BB.
"Hello my name is Richard Magnum Hartman Jr., but you can call me Rick." Said the man who came in second. "I am the oldest son and the current CEO of Hartman Industries. I have been working towards finding you ever since I was able to and I am so happy that I finally get to meet you." There was a big smile on his face and tears in his eyes as he said this.
"Hi BB, nice to meet you. I am Andrew Loe Hartman, and you can call me Andy. I'm the second oldest son and your second oldest brother! I am a coder, technology engineer, and computer analyst. I am so glad that we finally got to meet!" Andy said and unlike Rick, he could not stop the tears from pouring out of his eyes.
"Sup, I'm Cody. I'm a cyclist. Nice to meet you." He said with a shrug of his shoulders. Out of all the men he was the most indifferent about the situation. At least on the outside. On the inside he was jumping for joy.
BB was taken aback by what she had just been told. "Wait, wait, wait! Did Y'all just say you were the Hartman's as in that big shipping company where you can order whatever you want?"(The Hartman Industries is basically this world's equivalent of amazon)
"Yes that's right, but more importantly we are your family." BB's father said.
"There ain't no way! Y'all must be nuts. My mama was a wannabe designer with pipe dream and a prayer. She had me with an unknown baby daddy she hooked up with at a bar and died from overdosing on crack! She was not some fancy lady married to a CEO!" BB shouted.
There was silence for a moment before BB's father said, "So that's how she died."
He then started to silently sob. BB then looked towards her "brothers" and they were doing likewise.
"Why are you crying." BB asked.
Rick was the only one able to calm down enough to answer her question, "When our mother left she hid her tracks so well that until very recently… we didn't even know she was dead. We were also unable to learn her cause of death."
BB just sat there not knowing what to say or do. She felt really uncomfortable in this wired situation she found herself in.