Liam Kincaid (
firstofitskind) wrote2018-04-07 12:50 am
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MHA #6, Saturday Morning
So last night had not exactly gone the way either Verity or Liam had been expecting it to go, to be honest. Which was not to say it was bad, exactly. A little awkward, possibly. Maybe a bit frustrating. But not bad.
But while Verity had been - well, 'startled' would be putting it gently - regarding what had happened instead of actual sex, she'd still asked Liam to stay over. They'd fallen asleep together, content with the idea that they'd talk about things tomorrow. As well as do some things that weren't talking.
Liam being Liam, he'd woken up after a couple hours and slipped out to the living room to do a bit of reading without disturbing Verity's sleep. The mice, naturally, had taken his appearance to mean that the Invocation of the Sacred Law of Food For Privacy had drawn to a close, until he pointed out that he didn't really have the authority to make such decisions.
... Have you ever seen a disappointed mouse face? Because that's what Liam had to deal with, several times over. He'd ended up placating them by ordering a delivery of a couple Mooby Burgers (the only place open at that absurd hour).
Eventually, he headed back to bed, because waking up with Verity was something he'd come to enjoy on the handful of occassions they'd managed it so far. What he wasn't expecting was to be woken up by small, insistent voices.
"Hey," he muttered. "Thought we had a deal, guys."
Yeah, this wasn't the mice, Liam.
[ooc: for the girlfriend, some small children, and the talking mice.]
But while Verity had been - well, 'startled' would be putting it gently - regarding what had happened instead of actual sex, she'd still asked Liam to stay over. They'd fallen asleep together, content with the idea that they'd talk about things tomorrow. As well as do some things that weren't talking.
Liam being Liam, he'd woken up after a couple hours and slipped out to the living room to do a bit of reading without disturbing Verity's sleep. The mice, naturally, had taken his appearance to mean that the Invocation of the Sacred Law of Food For Privacy had drawn to a close, until he pointed out that he didn't really have the authority to make such decisions.
... Have you ever seen a disappointed mouse face? Because that's what Liam had to deal with, several times over. He'd ended up placating them by ordering a delivery of a couple Mooby Burgers (the only place open at that absurd hour).
Eventually, he headed back to bed, because waking up with Verity was something he'd come to enjoy on the handful of occassions they'd managed it so far. What he wasn't expecting was to be woken up by small, insistent voices.
"Hey," he muttered. "Thought we had a deal, guys."
Yeah, this wasn't the mice, Liam.
[ooc: for the girlfriend, some small children, and the talking mice.]
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To Tyrus, he added, "We- your Mom and Dad in the future- asked you for your help, didn't we?" Not in so many words of course, but in the same way that Ha'gel had made Liam understand that he needed to be an adult for his plans to succeed.
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"Put him in the microwave," Hayley interrupted.
"It wasn't a microwave!" Tyrus said, exasperated.
"That's how Mommy described it," Hayley said, hands on her hips. "You put the food in the microwave to heat it up faster and so we put Tyrus in the microwave to make him grow faster!"
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She was going to have to pin Liam down sometime and figure this all out. Did they get all her memories, even the ones she'd forgotten over time? Could she just read a bunch of philosophy and string theory and advanced math and have her kids understand it, even if she didn't?
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"It's Children of the Corn," Tyrus corrected
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"I'm glad that Aunt Timiny--" best and greatest name ever, thank you children "--approves. Do you spend a lot of time with her?"
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... Though fires wasn't something he'd normally associate with that. Explosions yes, fires no.
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Tyrus saw Verity's face and hastened to reassure them. "Don't worry!" he said. "Aunt Timiny and Aunt Mary and even Grandpa Thomas are teaching her!"
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"Okay," he said slowly. "I know it's kind of hard when you're telling us about where you came from, but let's try and stay away from mentioning things that might break the timeline too much?" Like people possibly being less dead-and-gone than previously believed. Or magic powers. Liam was guessing Verity had no idea why her sister would be helping teach someone about magic.