Fourth Floor Common Room [late afternoon]

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Noah had found himself some cookies. Much in the way that he'd 'found' candy yesterday, he'd sort of just wandered into a store and then walked out with them, and no one had told the little four year-old not to take stuff from other people. 'Mine' was still a relative concept.

In any case, he'd taken them to one of the big rooms for sharing, because he was good at sharing when it meant getting something from the other person, and since he couldn't make the TV be not boring stuff, he decided he'd have to come up with something else to do:

He began to jump up and down on the couch, shrieking. Being loud was fun, and jumping was the best. So yeah, this was where he'd be for awhile. At least until someone helped him make the TV be fun.

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"She might be old enough to be someone's mom," he agreed, making room for Noah. "Pick what you want, kid. I'm not gonna stop you from having something that rots your teeth. Life's way too short for that shit."

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"That shit that shit that shit," Noah echoed, because he knew that was a bad word so he was gonna repeat it a whole bunch. He flailed little arms at a two-liter of orange soda. "Orrrrrrrrange."

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"Orange. Good choice," Alex said, not even caring about teaching kids curse words. He'd taught a lot of them to Sascha the other weekend so why change now?

"Big glass or little glass?" he asked, grabbing the bottle and heading over to the cupboards.

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"Big big big! I'm a big kid," Noah said happily. "I'm four. That's big. How old are you?"

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"Eighteen," Alex told him, grabbing one big glass and filling it with orange soda. "A lot older than you. And a lot wiser. And probably cuter too."

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"Noes, I'm cute. I got girlfriends," Noah told him, tugging on his pant leg because sometimes that's how you got adults' attention.

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"Girlfriends? Plural?" Alex asked, looking down at him. "Like who?"

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"'Lena an' Lellie -- " Noah had trouble with vowels and L's -- "an' Quiet Girl. She gived me a cookie. It didn't even have cooties!"

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"Quiet Girl?" Alex asked, smirking at that. It was fairly easy to figure out who he was talking to. "She's the one that has my phone. So, she's got the games."

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"She played hide 'n seek with me!" Noah told him gleefully. "I hided best."

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Alex handed Noah the glass of orange juice carefully. "So, which girl do you like the best?"

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"I like all the girls," Noah decided. "Ellie gived me pancakes but 'Lena had pictures of nakey ladies and they were weird."

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"Naked ladies?" Alex repeated, raising an eyebrow. "What the hell was she doing with porn?"

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"Whassa porn?" Noah wondered. "Hell hell hell."

Way to go, Alex.

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"I think you might be too young for that," Alex said and nodded towards one of the couches. "Go sit down, Noah. Or you're gonna drop your drink and people will think you pee your pants."

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"I don't!" Noah declared defensively, scurrying carefully over to the couch. "I'm a big boy, I don't have accidents anymore."

Puck was going to decide to live under his bed for the rest of his life.

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Man, Alex really hoped he knew this kid. That would just be ideal.

"Well, congratulations," Alex said, taking a seat next to Noah and putting his feet up so he could relax. "When's the last time you had an accident?"

Look, even if he didn't know this kid, getting the ammo would be fun.

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"Long long time 'go," Noah said, drinking his pop with two little hands. "I'm a big boy. Babies have accidents. When's the last time you did?"

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"Never," Alex said, leaning back and smirking. "I wouldn't have as many girlfriends if I had one recently."

Okay, he had one girl and she wasn't his girlfriend. She was just...something.

"Girls don't like that. Gotta learn if you wanna be a stud."

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"I'ma stud!" Noah assured him. "I'ma rockstar!"

He did a little rockstar dance to prove it. Don't worry, he set his soda down first.

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Alex really wished he had his phone right about now. God, he wished. "Yeah, you're a real rockstar. Let's be careful and not fall, all right? I don't have any bandages on me."

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"I'm harcor!" Oh, Noah, sweetie. No. No, at four, you are not hardcore at all.

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"Yeah, you're also the size of a thimble so be careful," Alex advised. "If you fall, it's gonna hurt."

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"I won't fall I'ma badass!" Don't ask where he picked that one up.

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"If you say so," Alex said, shaking his head and just waiting for the inevitable wail. "I think you're a Junior Badass. I'm the badass. You don't even have chest hair."