Third Floor Common Room; Sunday Afternoon [ 02/13 ].

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When one considered the situation, and the fact that Malaxandra was clearly from a Crazy Future that Would Never Exist, one was able to take this whole thing in stride. Besides, he rather enjoyed the company of his fake half-vampire daughter, and he would always enjoy the company of his fake future councilor that fakely birthed her, and so they were doing the only thing such a family could do to spend time together and bond.

However, they barely got into the movie and into the tubs of ice cream before Alexander had to comment in a whispered tone to Maladicta, "Maybe we shouldn't have let her pick out the film..."

To be fair, who wouldn't have thought Rule of Flame showed promise?


[[ HERE. HAVE MORE OPEN COMMON ROOMS =D ]]

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"Who's Tolkein?" Melinda asked, looking back from the TV at the older boy. "Can we make dragons?"

Hey. Her dad lots of cool stuff. Maybe dragon-making wasn't out of the question.

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"Old famous writer guy. And, no, the ring's all locked up. Gramps never even lets me near that section."

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"Awwwww," was Melinda's take on that. "I want a dragon. Daddy won't get me a puppy." To a five-year-old, each looked equally likely. "Have you seen dragons?"

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"Some tiny lab grown ones got out in my dad's company, once." Stan adjusted his glasses. "It wasn't my fault."

Mr. Carter had yelled at him anyway, though. No one had told Stan he wasn't allowed to hang out with Mr. Taggert when he visited.

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"Ooooooooooo." Dragons! In a lab! Super! "Did you get to keep one?" Melinda nodded seriously. "'Course not your fault."

This might be her response whenever anyone said something like that, whether she believed them or not. It was only fair if she wanted them to believe the same thing.

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"No. Mr. Carter never lets me keep any of the cool stuff."

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"Whose Mr. Carter? And my daddy has cool stuff I can't have in Baltimore, like a Wii 10 an' a limousine and a helicopter!" She paused, then added, "But Mommy helps me with Science more."

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"Mr. Carter's the town sheriff. He thinks that means he gets to tell everyone what they should do." Stan shrugged. "My dad's company designed the software that runs Wii. His AI stuff is way cooler."

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"An A-I is Artificial Intelligence," Melinda told him, like he wouldn't know. Then she paused.

"YOU HAVE ROBOTS?"

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"Well yeah. You don't?"

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"NO!" Melinda flailed. Loudly. HOW UNFAIR WAS THIS? "I want robots! How do we get robots? My dad has a cool car! I'll trade you a cool car!"

...Sadly, she's not talking about the Batmobile. But she'd trade it for a robot, if she could.

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"You can't just get robots. You have to build 'em. That way you know they won't go evil and try to destroy everyone."

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"Ooooooooooooooooooooooo." Melinda stopped flailing, and considered this, evil robots. Then wheedled, "Can we build some now?"

He was a big kid. They could do this, right?

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Stan was absolutely forbidden from building robots until he was at least a junior in high school. "Maybe. We'd need some parts."

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Melinda looked around, then pointed at the fridge. "If we take it apart? Uh-hunh? And get a screwdriver!" Everything just needed a screwdriver.

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"But then where would they keep the ice cream?" Stan pointed out. "We'd better use the stove."

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Melinda looked over at it, then nodded vigorously. "You can always get a new stove," she said importantly. "Do we take the door off first?"

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"Probably. Or, maybe unplug it. Do you have a screwdriver?"

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"I can get one! Somewhere!" Maybe there was one in all these cabinets here? Melinda started rummaging around and asked, "What does you Mommy do? Are your parents here at school too?"

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"Just my mom, I guess. I haven't seen my dad." That wasn't unusual. It wasn't like his parents lived together. "My mom's job's a secret." So was his dad's technically.

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"Ooooo. My Mom works for the F-B-I, and my dad owns the world. Or most of the good bits," Melinda said, finding a screwdriver, finally, and waving it in the air. "Look look look! We can build the robot now!"

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"We can start it," Stan said. "Robots take time. Especially when you don't want them to accidentally kill people."

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"'Specially not," Melinda had to agree. "We'd get arrested! And then we'd be in big trouble."

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"And there's no Mr. Carter or Gramps here to fix it all when it goes wrong."

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"Mommy could fix it," Melinda said, loyally if not realistically. "Or daddy will buy them a new one."

This may have happened in somewhat smaller form before.