Somewhere in the Preserve, Early Saturday Morning

[bigdamnprincipal]

Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme... with springtime funtime came the pitter-patter of young feet as a portal swirled to life in the preserve. Was everyone ready to be visited by children? Only time would tell!

[[ Feel free to use this post for establishing your kids if you wish! ]]

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[a_very_punny_princess]

Sally was having an adventure! Sally would probably be reprimanded for this when she returned home but that was a problem for future Sally, not present Sally. Present Sally had things to do. An island to explore. Parents to find. Wildlife to study. A library to investigate.

So, child-safe sword at her side and a pocketful of jellybeans as provisions, Sally sallied forth to explore Fandom.

[weetinygodlings]

Two girls--one with blonde hair streaked with black, one with brown--and one boy with the same golden blond hair as the first girl, albeit minus the black streaks, all dressed in very expensive-looking clothing that wouldn't have been out of place at a Ren Faire, tumbled out of the portal one after another and proceeded to have an argument over particulars before coming to one conclusion they could all agree on: Loki was probably involved somehow.

With that established, they set out to find their mutual father, or, barring that, at least an Avenger.

[weetinyhellspawn]

George came through the portal first, followed by his sister, who was carrying a black kitten. You wouldn't expect a witch to leave her familiar at home while she was on an adventure, would you?

"Fandom again!" George exclaimed. "Come on, Kit, I bet I know where to find Mum."

Kit, though, was standing with her nose wrinkled up in confusion as she remembered something. "Was I called Fanny last time?"

"Mum must have changed her mind," George said with a shrug. He was still George, so he didn't mind so much. "Timelines, y'know," he said with all the wisdom of an elder brother.

Or Mum had found out what 'Fanny' was slang for in the future. One of those.

[voidbb]

First thing through the portal was butterfly, being chased by, well...it was a stream. Then a bouncing ball, gradually building up speed until it spun-up into a tiny tornado that resolved into...

There was a body, and a head, and arms. Legs were... a wobbly concept still, closer to tentacles than anything else.

The head moved back and forth, large white eyes blinking curiously.

"Jo(h)n?" a high voice asked with a warble. "Archivist? Librarian?"

Oh. OH. Nex knew this park, but not the weaves of time they could taste.

Jo(h)n was going to be SO SURPRISED! This would be FUN!

[afraid_of_sith]

"Ooooh! Whoa! Ah!" Quinlan tumbled out of the portal, nearly falling onto his face, but was caught at the last minute, his face hovering only an inch or so off the ground. His sister, Cere, stepped out, her bright red curls dancing in a wind that seemed to be affecting no one else.

"Quin," she said in the aggrieved voice of big sisters everywhere, "we agreed, 'member? You gotta be careful."

"Sorry," the little boy said, pushing himself upright. "I got excited. I towd you it was the same portaw as Papa used once upon a time!"

Cere looked around, her personal breeze fading. "Oh, this does kinda look like the stories BD tells," she said. "The question is, are they around?"

"Think so," Quin said, screwing his face up in thought. Cere closed her eyes and concentrated. At the same time they declared, "That way!" and pointed. Then grabbed hands and ran off to Midnight Manor.