This is for a dear friend of mine that did a commission for me for a tattoo that I've been wanting designed for some time now. I'm sure that future me is going to love it, especially with your style. I can't thank you enough. I hope you like this! 

1985

Violet's POV 

I've been married to Biff Tannen for quite some time now, close to 30 years. We got married not long after we graduated high school, being in 1956 (?). The last 20 years have had their ups and their downs as all relationships go, but the best would have to be from not only marrying him, but our two little ones, Biff Jr. and Tiff. They're the light of my life, the main drives that have kept me going. 

"Mom!" 

My ears perk up to the sound of my daughter, Tiff yelling from the other side of the house, she's basically the spitting image of me. Her height, her style, her hot-headedness, and her loud mouth have all been from my side. Though I know her Father is sprinkled in there a little. 

"What is it, love?" 

"Junior took my skateboard and won't give it back." 

Raising a brow for a moment as I looked up from the drafting table I was sketching a latest design on. "Which skateboard did he take this time?" I asked as this was a usual occurrence, I've needed to get him his own skateboards, though I haven't found the time to get it. 

Rolling her eyes as she tapped her foot, crossing her arms. "Mom, what one does he always steal?" 

Turning in my chair while lighting a cigarette, nicotine was needed for this repeat conversation. "You know, your brother probably only takes it because he knows that it bothers you." 

"I don't care, it's mine." Sighing heavily and getting up I started walking towards my son's room. These two will simultaneously being the death and life of me.  Walking up the steps, my eldest following close behind, her heels clicking on the hardwood stairs. 

"Biff Junior! What did you do with your sister's skateboard!" I yell, smoke leaving my lungs as I call down the hallway, getting to the top of the stairs. Hearing him yell back for a moment, as I got to his room. The door decorated with different band memorabilia, his name being in the middle of it.  He opened the door as we got to it, the skateboard in his hand. 

He stopped in his tracks as he saw me. "That's what I thought, now give it back." Watching them exchange the skateboard between their hands, the sibling glare being on point with it at the same time. Glancing between the two for a moment, as I watched them make faces at each other. 

"All right you two stop making faces. Biff Junior stop stealing your sisters skateboards." 

He nodded slowly before he looked at his sister and went back to his room. Closing the door behind him I looked at Tiff. Though she was already gone, probably going to steal hubcaps from the cars along the street. Going back to my studio, sighing as I put the cigarette out and sitting back down. Getting back into my groove before I felt arms wrap around me. Jumping only slightly, feeling a kiss against my neck with a low chuckle. 

Melting into it and smiling gently as I hummed. "How was work baby?" his face hiding in the crook of my neck as I rubbed his arms. Sighing gently while he scratched me with the stubble that was starting to grow in. 

"I'm just glad to be home, how was your day?" 

"I had to tell your son to give Tiff's skateboard back again." 

He picked me up and put me on his lap before kissing my cheek. "Do you want me to talk to him? This is getting ridiculous." Leaning into him as I smiled gently. 

"I think it's just a sibling thing, he does it just to bug her like brothers do. Hopefully it'll fizzle out as he gets older." He nodded gently for a moment as he smiled at me. 

"I hope so baby. Are we going out this weekend to get him one of his own?" I nodded as I looked at his oceanic eyes. "I'm hoping so, maybe he'll relax a little with taking hers." chuckling gently for a moment he hummed before I rose a brow. 

"What are you laughing about Tannen?" 

"Well, Mrs. Tannen if you really should know, you look cute when you're trying to figure out parenting issues." 

Blushing gently at the sound of the last name that I took from him. I never got used to hearing it, especially from him. Looking at him as he smiled down at me, the same smile that I caught me in school. Leaning down his lips grabbed mine, enveloping us both in a kiss. Returning it as I sat on his lap, I smiled into the kiss. Pulling back and looking at him I smiled. 

"I love you Tannen." 

"I love you more, Mrs. Tannen." 

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It's a little on the short side, I hope you like it anyway. I wasn't sure on when the two would be born, and which one came first. I can change stuff around if you want, just let me know. I tried to have her not be an overbearing parent or anything. I might rewrite this I'm not sure how I feel about it.