Rabbit Hole Carnival: Safety.

Cel knocked on the guest room door. “Renee?!”

The door opened, and Renee rubbed her eyes. Just getting up from a nap. “What?”

“We need a bartender.” Cel replied.

Renee walked downstairs with Cel . “What kind of supplies do you have?”

“Lovely.” Cel’s mother said. “Renee dear whatever, use whatever you need to use.”

“The Vodka included!” Cel’s dad replied.

“Dad?” Cel asked. “You’re sure?”

“You stumbled home with a lost soul that night.” Cel’s dad said.  “What was it you said?”

“Every Twilightshield gets a project. I’m okay if this one is mine.” Cel said.
 
“One Autumn’s Anchor. One White owl, and one Shocking Apple.”

“And myself dear?” Cel’s mother asked.

“One Lantern's Oath it is as well then.”

“You did well.” Cel’s dad replied. “With that project of yours.”

“I hardly think we should  call her  a project anymore.” Cel said.

“Oh I don’t mind.” Renee said. “Believe me I’ve been called far worse and far less accurate things.”

“What made you pick these drinks?” Cel’s mom asked. “I adore the taste of mine.”

“Myself as well.” Cel’s dad said. “Reminds me of fishing.”

“Honey please. Not everything can remind you of fishing.” Cel’s mom said.

“That one probably can though. It was made for some sailors. They needed a bar to go to. Your is from book 4 in the series you're borrowing from me while I spend a couple nights over here. And since you seem to like almost as much as myself, It seemed like a good idea. Cel's drink I made a custom project a while back. And mine is the first drink I ever came up with, and thus my favorite.”
“Oh yeah Nick called earlier.” Cel replied. “He said to hold the ingredients order for an extra day?”
“Ugh, of course he did.” Renee replied. “Did he say what time it was okay to call him back?”

“He said you know what to say.” Cel replied. “I dunno how you would know that but…” Cel watched Renee call. “I gave up getting an answer.”

“Hey Daddy… Yeah they have been nothing but nice about doing this again. Even let me use some Vodka that’s apparently special… as popular as it's ever been. So when I go Friday and not tomorrow, what are we gonna need… simple enough… love you too.”
“You know,” Cel replied. I honestly can’t believe I’ve never asked this before, but what are you so comfortable with all this dad?”
“I stayed with my aunt for quite some time.” Cel’s dad said. “ Your mother’s uncle often took me out fishing. I never even fish much, just talk.”
“You?” Cel asked. “Talked… for several hours?”
“Lot easier when there is someone who actually listens to what you have to say.” Renee replied. “And when that has been happening for years on end, the one space you get is where it comes out.”
“Wait, but…” Cel stared at Renee for a bit.
“What is it, dear?” Cel’s mom asked, and Cel’s dad set down his glass.
“You can say it.” Renee said.
“All this time…” Cel replied. “I thought the words 'because it’s safe to dump all on you’ were some random excuse you didn’t wanna talk about.”
“I mean that’s exactly incorrect, if you think about it.” Renee said. “So anyone need another round?”