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Incoming Munson Family Halloween Headcanon
Eddie always loved Halloween and Wayne always took him around to all the neighborhoods from the first year he took him in.
Eddie always wanted to be something scary or spooky for Halloween and Wayne always did his best to help him with his costume.
Every September the plans were made for that coming Halloween. Every September there would be an Eddie-made drawing of the costume and preparations would begin.
Wayne would go with him every year and watch his boy enjoy the holiday, Eddie leaping out at the other children, hearing Eddie’s laughter at their squeals.
Wayne watched with a small smile on his face.
Wayne loves Motown and blues music. Yeah, he listens to country. But his real love was Sittin’ at the Dock of the Bay with Otis or letting Love Lift Him Higher with Jackie, or better yet: getting taken to church and taught the meaning of R-E-S-P-E-C-T by Aretha.
He has an entire box of 45s.
Every weekend he’d play his old 45s and fix the trailer or clean the place up or give his truck an oil change as Eddie helped.
It reminded Wayne of his youth and he loved every artist that was out there in whatever medium he could find them in: recordings, live performances, televised concerts, movies.
By fourteen, Eddie knew all the songs - every word - every melody.
By fourteen, there were artists he didn’t mind so much like Sam and Dave or Aretha but he would never admit it.
By fourteen, Eddie also had his own taste in music and it did NOT reflect his uncle’s. But he tolerated the old man’s music because he loved his uncle, but he wouldn’t be caught dead listening to it on his own or in front of his friends.
By fourteen, there was no drawing in September.
Wayne didn’t say anything.
But he noticed.
And it kind of hurt.
The morning of Eddie’s fourteenth Halloween, Eddie left the trailer early on his bike and wasn’t back until almost sundown.
Wayne thought he had gone off with his friends all day or maybe had a morning lawn mowing job, but Eddie had come home with bags from the goodwill and disappeared into his room.
Wayne watched all of this silently, while trying to distract himself with the Western on TV.
Eddie emerged dressed in a black suit, white shirt, and an undone black tie around his neck.
Wayne grew concerned that there was a funeral he was supposed to attend until Eddie held up another suit on a hanger and threw a fedora at him.
“The costume doesn’t work if there’s only one Blues Brother, Uncle Wayne. Now help me tie this tie, will ya? All the good candy’s gonna be gone if we don’t hurry.”
My sweet friend @br0ck-eddie commissioned the incredibly talented @dr-aculaaa as a surprise for me. Drac created something I was devastated we never got to see in the show - the Munson men experiencing joy together. 🖤🖤🖤 Looking at this makes me so happy.
It’s 1979, and every day, Barb wears a dark purple bracelet around her wrist. It’s pretty, although a bit more basic than what Nancy would normally wear—just a simple band of woven fabric, and a little star charm dangling from the middle.
“Where’d you get it?” Nancy asks her one day out of the blue. She does that sometimes—asks people things without any lead up. Her mom tells her she’s inquisitive. Her dad just says she asks too many questions.
Barb never seems to mind. Over the last few weeks of getting to know each other, there’s never been a question that Barb isn’t happy to answer.
This one seems to make her sad, though. She holds her arm up and twists her wrist a little, watching the charm catch the light.
“It’s a friendship bracelet,” she says. Nancy is old enough to recognize the twinge of jealousy for what it is, but she isn’t quite old enough to understand why it’s there.
“With who?” she asks anyway.
This time Barb does hesitate. She looks around the middle school cafeteria, but they’re the only ones sitting at this end of the table, and the buzz of students is loud enough no one can really hear them even if they decide to pay them any mind. Not that they ever would. Nancy and Barb tend to fly under the radar.
“You know Robin Buckley?” Barb says, lowering her voice.
This hug wasn’t in the script. In the script, it was only written for Debbie and Lip to embrace Ian. Not Mickey. But, Noel just pulled Cameron in. Cameron just went with it and hugged him back.
This kiss wasn’t scripted. It was just meant to be a simple embrace. Cameron just made the decision to pull Noel closer and give a soft kiss to his head. And Noel just let it happen, didn’t react to it.
I love these moments. They’re tender, soft, loving. It also shows this level of trust and how comfortable Noel and Cameron were with each other. Sometimes they understood the characters better than the writers did. I think some of the reason that Gallavich works so much is that it’s Cameron and Noel. They’re great actors and they developed this chemistry that you could feel while watching. They put in care, they loved portraying these two and their love story. And that’s an amazing thing.










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