Somewhere in Town, Saturday Morning

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Though she did not work on Saturdays, Kris was still up early. It was a nice day and she wanted to take advantage of it. The best way to do that, in her opinion, was to go horseback riding. She certainly was not expecting anything weird to occur on her way to the Gig. Well, nothing weirder than usual.

She was going to be mistaken.

[for a few more wee ones, but open to all]

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Kendra Davis has also wanted to take advantage of a nice day when the portal had arrived. One moment, she was heading to the stable, the next, she as wandering around some weird town.

She was so relieved when she spotted her mother. "Hey Mom. Where are we?"

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Kris eyed the child suspiciously. "Excuse me? Did you just call me Mom?"

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"Yes. Because you are my mom?" Kendra gave her a strange look. "Remember, we were gonna go visit Wildfire and then go horseback riding? Can we still go?"

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Oh, Fandom. How it sometimes made Kris's brain shatter. But it was the only explanation at the moment, and she went with it.

"Uh...well, I'm on my way to another stable right now," she told the girl. "We can visit those horses instead. So, have I ever mentioned a place called Fandom to you? Ever?"

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"A few times. But they are just stories you tell sometimes," Kendra shrugged. "Why?"

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"Well, they aren't stories so much," Kris explained. "It's a real place. That's where we are now. Do you know how you got here?"

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"There was this big swirly thing," Kendra replied. "I was scared at first, but it brought me to you. So it couldn't have been a bad thing, right?"

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Kris smiled. "Exactly. You're from another dimension. I guess the universe decided you should visit me. In the past. Which means I don't quite know you, yet. Can you tell me your name?"

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Kendra nodded, understanding. Sorta. "I'm Kendra Davis. You named me after Daddy. Is he here?"

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Kris covered her mouth in shock. If Kendra was named after her father, that meant... "Junior is your...no, he's not here."

Maybe this was a good sign. In some universe she was with Junior and they had a little girl and Wildfire was in their life. She couldn't help smiling.

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"You look happy, Mommy," Kendra said, grinning. "Like you do at home."

Kris would have responded, but their conversation was interrupted.

"Hi Mom!" This time, it was a little boy wandered over, hugging her.

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Kris looked down at him. "Hi. Here to join your sister?"

Kendra gave the boy a suspicious look. "No. Who are you?"

"I'm Junior...well, my real name is Matthew like my dad, but everyone calls me Junior...like Dad's best friend," he replied.

And that would be Kris facepalming. A lot.

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Kendra's jaw dropped. "Uncle Matt is your dad?!"

Junior glared. "That's what I just said. Wait, who are you?"

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Kris sighed. "Let's go see the horses and I will explain everything. And then we can have ice cream. And go visit your aunt Dani maybe."

That seemed to be enough to prevent a fight. For now.

It was going to be a long weekend, though.

Seems that triangle of doom was never going to escape her.

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

In another part of town, Lacey was on her way down to the Perk for her semi-weekly ritual of glaring at the barista and checking out their coffee blends. It was reconaissance -- oh, gosh, Davis's police lingo was rubbing off on her.


It was something to take her mind off the rather traumatic radio incident from last night, which had by the way knocked any remembrance of what happened after prom around here out of her head.

Anyway, she certainly wasn't expecting to run into anyone . . .

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Buttons' morning so far had involved tracking down plenty of nefarious (not that he knew how to spell nefarious) criminals.

...Okay, so they'd been imaginary nefarious criminals, and he'd actually started out looking for his parents before getting sidetracked, but details.

He'd just turned in the Terrible Horrible Cookie Thief to the 'thorities when he spotted. "Moooooooom!" he ran over, skidding to a stop mere inches from Lacey. "Hi!"

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"Uh. Hi?" Lacey managed after a moment of absolutely not eeping and jumping two feet in the air.

Absolutely not, because it had been closer to two inches. Please, like she could jump.

"I'm sorry, I'm not -- who are you looking for?"

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"You, mom. Where's dad? Is he getting coffee?" What? he could see the coffee store from here! "Can I have some?"

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"Who's Dad?" Lacey squeaked. "Who are you? We can get you a nice cup of decaf, how's that?"

Yes, Lacey, that would work so well on your kid.

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"What do you mean who's dad who're you?" Buttons demanded. "Do you have amnesia? Like dad's case that one time with the lady in the graveyard? Do we have to take you to the hopsiddle?" The word was 'hospital', kiddo.

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"I am just fine," Lacey insisted. Somewhere in Dog River, a chorus of townsfolk rose up in inexplicable objection, and then got over it. "You, on the other hand, don't need any coffee. You just need to tell me who your dad is, okay?"

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"Dad's-"

...walking down the street in their direction. Coincidence, or a refined sense of dramatic timing?

Both?

In any case, Buttons went tearing off to intercept him, going so fast that he managed to trip over his shoelaces. Luckily for him, he managed to turn a tumble into a barrel roll, skidding to a stop at Jake's feet wearing an expression of 'I meant to do that'.

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"Whoa there, little nipper," Jake said, reaching out one hand to steady the kid. "Where are you goin' in such a hurry?"

"To see you... Dad."

Wait, wait, WHAT? "What did you just call me?"

"Dad, duh. Dad."

"This can't be happ- I'd remember having a kid. I know I would." Did Mal know about this? Oh man, he was never gonna hear the end of it, if that were the case. Hadn't he said something about how he was lucky there weren't lots of little-hims running around, once? Lord God.

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Oh, good! Like this wasn't weird enough, now Lacey had to deal with that kind of flail on top of it and why was she sending up frantic mental apologies to Brent?

"Jake!" she said in a high-pitched voice-cracking nervous giggle. "HihowareyoudidanybodywarnyouaboutthisIcompletelyforgotbythewaythislittleboysayshe'sours?"

English, Lacey. English.

Normal people En -- oh. Right.

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"Robin said something about turning into kids," Jake shook his head. "But nothing like- like this," he gaped down at the kid. "This. Whole. Town. Is. Stunned," he complained, not for the first time.

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"I don't know why I didn't think it wouldn't happen again," Lacey said ruefully as she came over to give Buttons an awkward sort of pat on the head, then pulled back. "This usually happens to the kids, the day after prom, but it's never happened to me before."