Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

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Wesley felt a little silly, entertaining his bratty child in the common room with board games that she seemed irrationally talented at. Honestly, what nine-year-old could beat a trained and experienced Watcher at Scrabble? He was positive that she was making the words up, but every time he consulted a dictionary, all he saw was Eloise's smug little face smirking at -- sure enough -- the word in question printed right there on the page.

Smug brat.

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[butalljrscooby.livejournal.com]

"Mom's allergic to shrimp," Miraya contributed, frowning. She didn't know who Namor was or why that was so funny, but it reminded her of Uncle Xander making jokes at Thanksgiving.

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

"No she's not," Des started to argue, and then he realized something. "You have two moms." That made way more sense than Mom having kids with a guy who wasn't Dad.

[butalljrscooby.livejournal.com]

Miraya started to say something that was most likely "Duh," but Asher frowned and shook his head at her.

"Uh huh," he confirmed. (Okay, so technically Uncle Xander was Dad, but neither of the twins really thought of him that way.) He looked up at Kennedy and cleared his throat, all earnest six-year-old. "Mom's taking a nap or something right now, right, Mommy?"

Kennedy... kind of looked like she wanted to die of embarrassment. Just a little.

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

"Who's your mom?" Des asked curiously. "That's my dad," he pointed over at Bobby.