fandomtownies | Come As You Were Dance, Community Center, Saturday Evening

Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants.

For the moment though, everything was set up nicely. There were tables and chairs set up with blue and gold tablecloths, each covered with glitter from years of use. There were balloons, streamers, and other slightly tasteful decorations, also covered in glitter from years of being stored with things that were also covered in glitter. Don't worry, no one had died from a glitter overdose yet.

Once the food was set out and the (non-tainted) punch was ready, it seemed like things were as good to go as they'd ever be. If things got too crowded, hopefully a fire marshal wasn't among the folks who had come back to town.

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"You're sure?" he asked, more nervous about doing something wrong than the baby herself. "I don't have as much hair for her to grab."

But he did have ears. God help him.

Kayla was going to grab onto those things and try to shove them in her mouth. And it was entirely possible they'd fit.

"I trust you, Merlin," Karla said encouragingly. "And I promise to hover very closely just in case."

With Craft, too. There would definitely be hovering with Craft.

Kayla, no.

Merlin took a breath before holding out his arms to take the baby from her. "Don't tell Arthur. He'll start on about heirs."

"Oh?" Karla asked, raising an eyebrow. She handed Kay;a over, keeping her arms around Kayla until Merlin seemed to have a firm grip. "What's his plan for them?"

Karla and Warren had adopted two others, but then, Kaeleer had very different ideas of royalty and succession.

Merlin smiled down at the girl, adjusting her to rest on his hip to bounce so she would be occupied. "Either one of those weekends or a surrogate. As long as they're Arthur's."

And Merlin would love the babe either way.

No one had ever doubted Merlin's ability to love anything. Ever. He loved Arthur, didn't he? Right there was proof that Merlin could compete at Olympic levels at loving people.

"You know, I always wondered what would happen during one of those weekends," Karla said. "If it were possible at all and, if so, if you'd just stay shifted for the entire time." She grinned a little. "If you decide to do it that way, time moves at double-speed in Glacia. Which means you'd get four days to try instead of two..."

The offer was open. Almost certainly to be met with a horrified abuse of italics from Arthur, but open!

"Never really tried, you know. Usually we're both girls for it." He finally looked up from Kayla to give her a look. "You're just trying to give him an ulcer."

"Not only!" Karla protested, looking as innocent as she possibly could. "I'll have you know I am offering to help and trying to give him an ulcer. I've learned to multitask during my reign as Queen. It was that or nothing would get done."

Merlin tsked at her nonetheless. "Mmmhmm. She makes the same faces as you."

Babies did that, Merlin.

It was a warranted tsk, let's be honest.

"What face is that?" Karla asked.

If it was Kayla's 'I have gas' face, Karla was going to kick him. Okay, possibly not while he was still holding the baby.

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