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If anyone were to ask (and they did in countless interviews) then Victoria would say that she wasn’t surprised that she grew up to be a model. After all, she had been strutting around in high heels since she was old enough to walk, even if said high heels had been plastic back then. And her father had always dressed her and her siblings in fashionable, well-cut clothes. Or at least he would try. All bets were off once their daddy would get a-hold of them, after all.

The only moment of doubt had come when her father had pitched a fit over another of his children becoming a model. Daddy had managed to soothe his ruffled feathers down, however, and Victoria had promised that she would never pose with anything obscene written anywhere on her body. It was an easy promise to make since everyone in the family remembered the blow up that occurred after that particular photo-shoot of Francisco’s.

Her whole family had come to watch her strut herself for her first major fashion show, though. She didn’t even bother to question how they had managed to get tickets on such short notice, and ones for front row seats at that. She had learned quite some time ago that her parents had a way of making things work in their favor when necessary.

Her heart was pounding as it came time for her to start her walk. What if her heels caught on her dress and ripped the fabric? Or, even worse, what if she tripped?

All that disappeared, however, at the loud cheers that erupted when she began to walk. It was easy to find the source of the commotion. Her whole family was on their feet with her daddy calling out, “That’s my darling!” Ash winked at her when she caught his eye, letting out a loud whoop. Abby and Luis were laughing at their antics while giving her the thumbs up. Her father and Francisco were clapping respectively, but the warm glow of pride on their faces made her feel like she was floating on some sort of magnificent high.

There was no way for her not to wind up grinning, but the audience seemed to love it based on the applause she received. She decided to take it a step farther, taking hold of the dress and lifting it up so that the long back fanned out behind her. She gave the audience a saucy wink once she reached the end of the runway. It made the crowd go wild, but she kept her eyes fixed on her family on the way back. They had all given into the impulse to cheer now, even her father. She felt like cheering herself when she saw the dimples on his cheeks.

She couldn’t have asked for a more perfect fashion show if she tried.

my god. the moment I realize you were talking about Arthur and Eames, and their daughter. i just made the most inhuman sound.

Mission succeeded then! It’s always so much fun to write about Arthur and Eames and their minions x3