4th Floor Common Room [Sunday, Morning]

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Mac had never been so glad to have access to caffeine. Sunday mornings were supposed to be for lie-ins.

Kids, as it turned out, woke up antisocially early and usually only to demand food. Well, that was what the shape of the last twenty-four hours told her, anyway.

That, and that she should invest in electronic tagging. Mainly for Miles. Maybe Veronica could set her up with child lo-jack...

Anyway, once she'd finally figured out that if you gave them lots of cereal and sit them in front of cartoons they didn't break things quite so much, she did just that, and settled down with her coffee to make the most of the break. However short-lived that might be.

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Caz was awake and, try as he might, he hadn't been successful in waking his father up.

So he decided to go exploring and see if he could find food.

He wandered into the fourth floor common room and was surprised to see a familiar face.

"Hey, Aunt Mac! What's for breakfast?"

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"Cereal with fluorescent bits," she told him automatically.

Wait... Aunt Mac? "Uh, where are your parents?"

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"Dad wouldn't wake up," Caz said. "I think he's still pissed that I beat him at our pancake eating contest yesterday. Don't know where Mom is, but Dad says he wants to call her."

He grabbed the box of cereal and started pouring himself a very full bowl.

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Mac watched him for a long moment as she tried to piece this all together.

Thinking of a guy here who would sleep a lot, hold pancake eating contests, and who looked very much like this kid, that was easy. Figuring out why the son of said guy would refer to her as his aunt... Yeah, that would be what was stumping her.

"Sounds like Dick," she said, partly to herself. "Bet she'll be surprised." Presumably, whoever his mother was, she wouldn't be expecting that call.

"Uh, you know how it's early?" she tried. "Want to help me out with your name?"

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"Oh, right, you don't know me yet," Caz said. "I'm Cassidy Logan Casablancas but everyone calls me Caz," he said. "Is Aunt Cally here somewhere?"

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Of all the things Mac might have been expecting, that was not one of them.

"Cally's-- no, she's not here right now," Mac told him as that statement started to sink in. Cally obviously came back in his world.

She smiled, and was kind of amazed to find that so far, she didn't hate a kid of Dick's. That was pretty amazing.

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"You guys met here though, right?" Caz said. "Like Mom and Dad and Uncle Angel and Uncle Logan and Aunt Phoebe, Uncle Cole and Uncle Sam?"

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Mac nodded, she was slowly beginning to piece all this together. "Yeah, we... she's just gone away for a while." Well, so she hoped.

It was only after all that, that Mac realised who else it was that Caz reminded her of, but... She wouldn't have. Right?

Considering last years supposed future children, she had to check. After all, momentary insanity was a possibility. "You're... Veronica's kid?"

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Caz smirked. "Yup. I'm eight. My big sister, Lilly, is almost eighteen."

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Okay. More than just momentary insanity. That was eighteen years of it. At least.

"Wow, that--" Mac decided not to mention the crazy. "Interesting reality you come from," she said instead. Maybe Veronica had trained Dick not to be so annoying... That might be it. "Does your dad get threatened with a tazer a lot, by any chance?"

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"Is once a week a lot?" Caz asked.

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It was Mac's turn to smirk now.

"I'm actually almost surprised it doesn't happen more. Veronica must've learned some serious restraint."

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"Not really, she just has more creative threats sometimes," Caz confided.

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"Now that, I can believe," Mac said with a snicker.

At that point, Miles, who apparently thought he was definitely missing out on something, abandoned cartoons in favour of people.

"Who're you?" he asked.

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"I'm Caz, who're you?" he asked.

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"Miles," he replied. He pointed at Mac, who had taken the moment to go back to her coffee. With everything of the last day or so, she needed it. "That's my mom."

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"Aunt Mac doesn't have kids," Caz argued.

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"She's not your aunt," Miles told him. "She's my mom. I would know!"

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Caz was savvy enough to realize that this kid was clearly from another dimension. But that didn't mean he wouldn't argue.

"She is so my aunt," he insisted.

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"Not where I'm from," he said firmly. "Else I would know you. I know all my cousins."

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"Yeah, well, you're not around where I'm from either," Caz said.

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Mac jumped in again at this point. "Miles, Caz is my friend Veronica's son," she explained. "You know Veronica, right?" She figured that was a good assumption.

He nodded, but obviously still didn't agree. "But she doesn't--"

Mac cut him off, "She does where he's from. Go with it."

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"Are there any video games around here?" Caz asked.

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"Mom has some," Miles told him. He'd discovered those when he'd been digging through her stuff the day before. "I'll get them."

Mac didn't actually get the chance to have a say in that, since he was already half-way out the door.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he'll find something," she said to Caz. Not that she was sure everything on her desk would still be in one piece when she got back to it.

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"Sounds cool," Caz said. "So is she yours too?" he asked, pointing to Amy.