Room 408, Saturday Morning

[apocalipped]

The dance? Had been nice. Nice in that sort of, 'I am here, I am not being particularly social, but I have a lovely date and I'm going to enjoy this, damn it,' kind of way that Jono was so good at. But that much social interaction was tiring, to say the least, and so he was absolutely planning on spending his Saturday in bed. And it would be great, and to hell with anything in the world that thought that he was going to be getting up, at least until late afternoon.

It was possible that Jonothon was slightly delusional, yes.

[For wee ones, roomies, whatever!]

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[furnaceface]

//Must've been far more spiked. I think I'm drunk a bit, as well.//

By proxy. As you do.

//I think... this happened last year, sometime, as well. Just out of nowhere, a bunch of small children came by, all calling students their parents. Some made sense, some... not quite so much, really.//

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

He should be thanking her. Being drunk right now might make this fucking mess easier to stomach.

"Just ... random kids," she said. "Why the f---"

Let's not swear in front of the kid, George.

"How does that even happen?"

[furnaceface]

//Timelines, portals, some such nonsense,// Jono replied, shrugging. //I don't pretend to understand any of it, except that I imagine it isn't much different from all of the individual timelines that people come from. Different points, all part of th'same idea.//

Yes, Jono. Make a little more sense out of that, please.

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"So ... these are magic kids from the future, who caught some kind of timeline portal to come ... bug their parents."

Just making sure she had this right.

[furnaceface]

Actually... that sounded about right to Jono. He shrugged.

//More or less. I imagine there's some sort of lesson in here about abstinence after large social events or some such rubbish, but I think it's misfired just slightly if it thinks that I've been doing anything that could possibly result in this any time recently.//

Considering he still wasn't exactly initiating physical contact with people, and had pretty much thrown everything he had into not freaking out while Elizabeth had been crawling over him...

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Don't f---" Shit. Kids. "--m-mess around or you'll have demonspawn?" she asked. "It's worse than those egg assignments in Health class."

[furnaceface]

//Something like that, anyhow,// Jono agreed. //But at least I seem to have gotten one that's past the crapping itself and fussing stage, so it's a step up from those droid babies that Professor Skywalker swears by.//

Really, it was all a matter of perspective, right?