18th Magic Bullet

[gonnamarrydaddy]

[Action; outside 2237 Stevens Road]

[Yuna's finally gotten her belated regain from the bomb event, and this time she's a lot less enthusiastic about it than a lot of her previous ones.  She's had good luck so far, so it only stands to reason Mayfield would eventually give her something depressing.  Passersby might notice her sitting on the front

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[lunawolves10th]

What's wrong, Yuna? [ !notdad is worried about you. ]

[gonnamarrydaddy]

The town sent me a picture of me and my parents from when I was younger. I'm just a little homesick, that's all.

[lunawolves10th]

May I see it?

[gonnamarrydaddy]

Sure. Here you go.

[She hands the photo over. See my myriad other descriptions of it on this page. :P]

[lunawolves10th]

Ah, your mother... was very pretty. And your father reminds me of an Iterator I knew once. [ he smiles at her. ]

[gonnamarrydaddy]

Iterator? What's that?

[lunawolves10th]

Scholar-politicians. Brilliant men and women.

[gonnamarrydaddy]

Well, he is pretty smart.

[lunawolves10th]

Well, it would seem my assessment was a good one then.

[gonnamarrydaddy]

He can be kind of forgetful sometimes, though.

[lunawolves10th]

Can he? What sort of things does he neglect?

[gonnamarrydaddy]

Mostly cleaning and cooking. And sometimes dressing in clothes that match.

[lunawolves10th]

[ Garviel smiles. ] Why don't you tell me some stories about him?

[gonnamarrydaddy]

What kinds of stories?

[lunawolves10th]

Whatever brings you the most comfort, of course.

[gonnamarrydaddy]

[Yuna thinks for a minute and then smiles.]

There's no one story, really. I just kind of remember when mom was still around, dad would forget everything. He's always been like that. He'd forget to go out and buy eggs, he'd forget he promised to clean the house... but he never forgot her birthday. Every year, he'd have flowers and a present ready for her when she got home, and they'd always go out to a big fancy dinner.

I always got really jealous that I never got to come along too. Dad was always goofy, but mom loved him so much, and he really cared about me and her too. He never missed any of my birthdays either, and he always had something fun planned for us to do. We'd spend every holiday together, as a family, no matter how busy he was with work. So it didn't matter that he forgot the little stuff, because he always remembered his family.