4th Floor Common Room [Sunday, Morning]

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

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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[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac shot her a little smile. Kids were so much easier to deal with when they weren't hers.

"Enjoying your visit so far?" she asked.

[notacobrakid.livejournal.com]

"It's very interesting. My older sister and brother told me about meeting Dad when he was this age, but I didn't really believe them. You know, until now."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"If it hadn't already happened a couple times..." Mac nodded. "I probably wouldn't have believed it either."

[notacobrakid.livejournal.com]

Faith smiled. "I guess maybe all the other stories were true too."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"Probably," Mac agreed with a smirk. "This town, is the kind of place where those sort of stories are."

Amy, who'd given up on cartoons, wandered over with a sticky handful of Lucky Charms that she offered to Faith.

[notacobrakid.livejournal.com]

Faith giggled and took the cereal. "Thank you." she said. She rarely got to eat the really sugary cereals like this. It was a rare treat.

[weetinyq.livejournal.com]

Amy smiled at her, and grabbed another handful for herself.

"I may regret all this sugar later," Mac said.

[notacobrakid.livejournal.com]

"Probably." Faith smiled. "We won't though."

[weetinyq.livejournal.com]

Mac groaned, "I bet."

Amy on the other hand grinned brightly and filled her mouth with most of that handful.

[notacobrakid.livejournal.com]

Faith took a bit more time with her handful. She made sure there was some marshmallows in each bit that she ate.

In between eating she introduced herself to Amy. "I'm Faith. Nice to meet you."

[weetinyq.livejournal.com]

Amy responded with a muffled. "Mmm mmy."

Which translated to 'I'm Amy', but in 'I've-just-stuffed-food-in-my-mouth' talk.

[notacobrakid.livejournal.com]

Faith was still young enough that she understood that. Mostly. "How old are you Amy? I'm ten."

[weetinyq.livejournal.com]

Amy held up her three fingers, deciding not to try talking again. That was probably a wise plan.

[notacobrakid.livejournal.com]

Ah, to be three and innocent again. "I liked that age."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Amy liked it too, not that she actually put that into words, she just smiled at Faith again.

Unfortunately, you seemed to get maybe two words, tops, out of Amy.

Mac talked, at least, though. "For the moment, she's easier to deal with than the older one. Less crazy running around and breaking things."

[notacobrakid.livejournal.com]

"I think I did most of that when I was two."