2nd Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon

[apocalypsehow]

Well, Five had survived a 'family dinner' yesterday. Which was possibly the most shocking part of the whole weekend.

Oh, and Tim was still here.

Five sat in one of the chairs, staring at where the child-shaped mannequin was sitting across from him. "I can see your mother in you," he decided.

Tim continued on being a mannequin in response to that.

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[meepmeepohgod]

Vatalija shook her head. "I'm a Lecter."

[apocalypsehow]

"Good. That's good." He literally had no idea who 'Lecter' was, so he didn't know how wrong he was. "Is he that felt teacher?"

[meepmeepohgod]

"No, Hannibal is the doctor. Beaker is the fuzzy one."

[apocalypsehow]

Oh god. Oh god.

Now he was trying to figure out the how of it. Why would you do this to him?

[meepmeepohgod]

She got that look a lot. "Who's your friend?"

[apocalypsehow]

"My... son. Apparently." Oh, Five. Tim was the greatest and you just didn't know it yet.

[meepmeepohgod]

"He doesn't blink either?" Vatalija asked.

[apocalypsehow]

"No, not to my knowledge." He ate somehow. "I haven't asked."

HE DIDN'T WANT TO KNOW.

[meepmeepohgod]

"What's his name?" Vatalija asked with her creepy little smile.

[apocalypsehow]

"Apparently it's Tim." A fact that he had to learn from his niece and nephew who could apparently understand the mannequin.

Tim appeared in a chair slightly closer to Five now. Which he refused to be concerned about. Mostly because it would distract him from this monster before him.

[meepmeepohgod]

"Hello, Tim," Vatalija chirped. "I'm Vatalija."

[betterthanacube]

Tim kept on being Tim at her. Because this was the terrible conflux of children who might end the world through their very, unnatural existence.

[meepmeepohgod]

They would be the very best of scary, scary friends!