MHA #6, Saturday Morning

[firstofitskind]

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.]

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[nextoftheirkind]

"Sorta," Tyrus nodded. "Dad says me and Hayley know all the stuff he and Mom know, but we can't really remember it unless we really need to. And Dad was never a kid, so it's mostly because of Mom that I knew that stuff."

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity frowned, giving it some thought. She was the family jock, sure, but she wasn't a complete idiot. "So, you have all of our memories--" okay, that was low-key terrifying, just considering the things she wouldn't want her kids to have seen "--so when you were growing, there some basically a switch in my memories that toggled off, once you hit your age? So that you'd know what a kid your age should and not be solving quadratic equations while practicing cursive?"

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?

[nextoftheirkind]

"Aunt Timiny says she's real glad we're not creepy alien corn children," Hayley piped up.

"It's Children of the Corn," Tyrus corrected because the player is far too lazy to meta rn.

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity had more been thinking of Village of the Damned, but no matter what movie you picked, she was glad her small children weren't like that.

"I'm glad that Aunt Timiny--" best and greatest name ever, thank you children "--approves. Do you spend a lot of time with her?"

[nextoftheirkind]

Haylay nodded. "She helps me control the fires."

[arboreal_priestess]

"Fires?" Verity repeated, looking at Liam. Was this another alien thing? Something his shaqarava could do?

[firstofitskind]

"Do you mean the shaqarava?" Liam asked carefully, as he'd noticed the marks on both their palms.

... Though fires wasn't something he'd normally associate with that. Explosions yes, fires no.

[nextoftheirkind]

"Don't be silly, Daddy," Hayley snorted. "The shaqarava isn't fire. It's energy. This is from Mommy's side, not yours."

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!"

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity's shocked "What?!" came after 'Mommy's side.' Her first "Who?!" came after 'Aunt Timiny.' But after hearing the name 'Grandpa Thomas,' all she could do was make a shrill, wordless noise of disbelief.

[nextoftheirkind]

"...I don't think any of that happened yet, Tyrus," Haley whispered. She wasn't very good at whispering.

[firstofitskind]

And thanks to the crash course in Verity's family history Liam had received during the weekend with the snow storm, Liam even kind of understood the last bit of that reaction.

"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.