Room 218, Saturday Morning

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"Huh."

Warren hadn't really expected last night to go quite the way that it had. Being caught at Karla's door had been unexpected, but not entirely unlikely, considering how long he'd dithered in the doorway. Coming in to talk... made sense. It had been a long time coming. The conversation to follow that is still being played out had been a long time coming, too.

Staying up so late to talk that he and Karla had just both kind of zonked out together? That was the part he really hadn't seen coming.

"... Huh."

But he didn't really mind, either. And he didn't particularly want to wake Karla up, so there he was, blinking up at the ceiling, kind of trying to work his head around it, a bit.

[Muwahaha, I'm a dirty room-modder! For the girlfriend and any wee ones that might come running along!]

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Being named after Auntie J did give the other girl's claim a bit more legitimacy, but still, "Uncle Ben can't be your daddy!" Kayla protested. "He's our uncle! He says Mommy is like his sister! That's gross!" She made a face to show just how gross that idea was.

It would be like marrying Nommy! Eeeeeew!

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"Besides, our Daddy has Mommy," Nommy announced, because if you asked him, that was way cooler than a lightsaver and the fence, so there.

There was a moment's pause, and then he announced, "And I'm hungry!"

Which was totally related, thank you.

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Karla's stomach growled. "So am I," she admitted.

"Me, too!" Kayla and Jaenelle Mara called out in unison, not to be outdone. And then scowled at one another.

Why didn't the dorms have room service?

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Warren blinked at the... small gaggle of hungry people that he was surrounded by, and then, upon further reflection, realized that he hadn't eaten since probably about lunchtime yesterday.

"Okay," he said, smiling faintly. "I think we can arrange food. What do you guys want? It isn't too early for pizza yet, is it?"

Warren's parenting skills.

Fear them.

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"Darkness, no, pizza would be wonderful," Karla said eagerly, shoving her stupid dress out of the way. She needed a shower. And a change of clothing. And a room not filled with children under the age of ten. Who called her 'Mommy.'

"What does everyone like on their pizza?" she asked.

Poor, stupid Karla.

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"Mushrooms!" Kayla yelled at the same time Jaenelle Mara called out "Pepperoni!"

"Eww," Kayla said, making a face. "Peppernoni is gross!"

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"No sir!" Jaenelle Mara retorted. "Mushrooms are gross! Pepperoni is good. Or says anyone with half a brain!"

"Nuh-unh!"

"Yeah-huh!"

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"Jellybeans!"

That would be nommy. Nommy had the best taste in pizza toppings ever and would argue that fact with you until the end of time.

"And 'smallows!"

Clearly, the girls were just dumb.

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"... There's something to be said for personal-sized pizzas," Warren noted, kind of staring at the kids as they tried to duke it out. "That way, she can have her mushrooms, and you can have your pepperoni, and... Uh..."

He kind of frowned as he contemplated the little boy's request.

"Maybe we'll get you Hawaiian. And some jellybeans for everyone for dessert."

Hawaiian seemed safe. Pineapple was never a bad choice.

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"Hawaiian for me," Karla said, jumping on that idea. "Personal pizzas for everyone. Pepperoni for Jaenelle Mara, mushroom for...for..."

Darkness, what were these children's names?

"What are your names, darlings?" she asked. "Help your Mother out here. It's been a very long day and it's barely midmorning."