Room 218, Saturday Morning

[wwiii]

"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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[glacial_queen]

Karla...didn't really want to wake up, either. Not just because she was sleepy and not a morning person until her third cup of coffee (Christmas didn't count, there were presents), but because she was feeling all warm and snugglesome and there was a nagging sensation that suggested that full consciousness was going to ruin all that.

So instead she was just going to wrap her arms around Warren a little more tightly (lalala, I'm not thinking about whatever I'm s'posed to be thinking about...) and bury her face in his chest and hope that this could go on just a few minutes longer.

[skycrawlers.livejournal.com]

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The peaceful morning--and Karla's clinging to the shreds of unconsciousness--was rudely interrupted by the sound of a fist pounding against the door. But the intrusion didn't stop there.

"Mummy!" A piping voice called through the door. "Mummy, I know you're in there! I can sense you!" Then followed the sounds of a whispered conversation outside and a small red-haired little girl poked her head through the wood of the door. "Mummy, there are some dreadful children--" she stopped, catching sight of Warren. "Who's this?" she demanded, screwing up her face angrily. She stepped inside and pointed at the male her mother was cuddled up against. "Where's Daddy?!"

[wwiii]

"... Huh?"

See, there were some words that just about summed up every situation. Ever. This would be Warren, sitting up about as well as he could in his somewhat rumpled suit, to stare at the little girl.

"Who am I?"

Who was that?

[glacial_queen]

"You're Warren," Karla supplied helpfully into his chest. Dammit. There went any hope of more snuggling and--

Wait. Had she just heard a tiny voice calling her 'Mummy'? Hell's fire, Mother Night, and may the Darkness have mercy. Maybe she was still dreaming?

Please let her still be dreaming?

Karla cracked open an eye and glanced down to see a...rather familiar face glaring up at her. "Jaenelle Mara?!" she sputtered. "But it's not prom!"

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"You know her?"

A pause.

"Prom?"

Wasn't it after Prom last year that everybody else had little kids show up? Okay, that kind of explained things, here. Except for who this kid was, maybe, and why she didn't know Warren to see him. Uh. Not that Warren was really expecting to be a dad, today. He hadn't had any children last year, either.

[skycrawlers.livejournal.com]

"No and it's much colder here than it was last time," Jaenelle Mara agreed, ignoring Warren entirely. Fortunately, she was Glacian. She knew how to deal with the cold. "But I'm here anyway Mummy and there are two awful children following me and they say that you're their Mummy and I still want to know who this is! He's not Daddy!"

Jaenelle Mara did not look at all best pleased with discovering Warren in her mother's bed.

"I don't like the look of him," she sulked.

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

Oh, no sulking! Nommy (whose real name was Collin, but it wasn't like he went by that name. That was his in-trouble name, and otherwise, he was Nommy) didn't much like sulks, unless they meant that he got the candy, or the toy, or they somehow managed to work in his favor otherwise.

And that was why he was going to attempt to counter the power of the girl who had just called them awful (but she was a smelly liarface anyhow) by quite literally launching himself across the room with a battle cry of "Mommy! Daaaaaddy! We found you we found you guess what we're going to go to school here too like you did and we're going to learn all sorts of things and can I go hunting for gremlins later? Pleeeeease?"

Incoming small child at way-too-early-for-this O'Clock!

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

And to make matters worse, he was immediately followed by his big sister, who was also launching herself at the bed. "Daddy!" Take that, stupid girl who was a smelly liarface! This was their daddy and their mommy and if she didn't know who he was then she was just stupid as Daemonar back in Glacia. "Mommy! She tried to say you were her Mommy but you couldn't be, because you're our Mommy, and she doesn't know Daddy so whatever."

Look upon your works, ye mighty, and despair. Or 'awww.' Whichever.

[wwiii]

Warren was now fairly buried under people, now, and fairly gobsmacked, looking back and forth from the less than pleased little redhead, and the two children who were stuck to them like glue, and then to Karla.

They had wings. Their parentage was kind of blatantly obvious, here.

"Huh."

Warren would remember to use words, sooner or later. But he did kind of flex his wings a bit, mostly unconsciously, as he looked again at the tiny, fluttery ones on the backs of this pair.

[glacial_queen]

Karla was swiftly coming to the realization she should had fled for Kaeleer last night when she'd had the chance. Because apparently there were several children who were all calling her Mommy and nowhere to run.

She looked back at Warren, shaking her head in a very, I didn't do it! kind of way. Except, according to these children, she sort of had.

"Good morning, munchkins," Karla said, once she got her throat working again. It had taken a few times to make words happen. "I think we may have some sorting out to do, here."

[skycrawlers.livejournal.com]

Jaenelle Mara decided that she also needed to climb up on the bed and cling to her mother, so that those other children couldn't hog all her attention.

"I should say we do," she said. "I still don't know who he is. And where's Daddy? He'd be able to sort all of this out."

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"I'm Warren," offered the still somewhat befuddled mutant on the bed as he attempted to gather the two winged ones up into his arms. The beginnings of the sorting process, right here.

Possibly also an attempt at keeping the peace. The little boy had just licked one of his fingers, and had been attempting to stick it into the little red-haired girl's ear until he'd been interrupted by his, uh, dad.

"Who's your dad? I'm sure he's around here somewhere?"

The look he gave to Karla almost screamed please, let him be around here somewhere.

[skycrawlers.livejournal.com]

"My Daddy is Jedi Knight Ben Skywalker," Jaenelle Mara announced with a withering glare at him for not knowing that already. The children he was dandling on his lap got a slightly pitying smile, since her Daddy was clearly much superior that their. "He's got a spaceship and a lightsaber and the Force," she added, just to rub it in a bit further.

[glacial_queen]

Karla was just going to facepalm repeatedly and bemoan her lack of appropriate icon. "Yes, thank you, Jaenelle Mara. That was very...err, comprehensive. And believe me, I'll be calling your daddy in a few minutes."

Maybe he could take care of her for a bit while she tried to sort out this whole...mess.

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

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!

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

"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.

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

Henry had somehow managed to escape his parents, and he wasn't sure how long that was going to last. So as soon as he got down the hallway, he used his brain the way Mama had taught him to see if there was anyone he knew that he could play with.

So that was what led him easily to 218 where he banged on the door with an open palm. "Uncle Warren! Aunt Karla!"

[glacial_queen]

Was it wrong that Karla's first thought was 'Thank the Darkness?' There was a small child in their room and he wasn't calling her 'Mommy.'

"Hi there, little guy," she said, privately wondering if she'd ever be able to get away to shower and change out of her dress. "Who're you?"

[glacial_queen]

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?

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

"Henry, 'course," he said with a giggle. "Mama and Daddy were silly like that, too. What's wrong with grownups today?"

[empathic-fire.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth decided to go looking for Kayla (but not stupid Nommy) and teleported into room 218, giving fair evidence of one side of her parentage, at least. "Auntie Karla! Uncle Warren!" she said. They were the right colors, too. Hey, for some values of Warren that could be a concern.

[born-inna-kiss.livejournal.com]

Much like her half-sister--that neither of them knew about--Rook just teleported into the room, nearly landing on a small red-haired little girl that was clinging to her Maman's hand like a lifeline. Not that Rook spared the little girl even a moment's though.

"Maman!" she cried, throwing her arms's around her maman's neck. "I was so worried--and Step-father?!" She looked at Warren in delight. "Maman, you found him! You got him back! I am so pleased!"

And since times had been very trying for so long, and Rook was still very little, she did what any little girl might do in a similar situation--she burst into tears as she hugged her maman.

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

"Henry!" Nommy flung himself off the bed and fluttered towards his best friend. Henry was much better than the stupid Elizabeth who was Kayla's best friend. "I don't know! Maybe they're all playing a game?"

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

"They're bein' dumb," Henry decided, then immediately looked chastened. "I mean silly!" he corrected, looking around as though Sookie was going to scold him. "Not apposed to say people are dumb, 'cause Mama says not to 'sult people."

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

"Elizabeth!" Kayla grinned and waved, beckoning her over to the increasingly crowded bed. "Did you find Auntie Raven and Uncle Jono? Are they all silly and confused, too?"