Fluff, Relationships, and Traditions
This entry is part 52 of 52 in the series 365 Challenge
So characters have habits, ways they interact with certain people and situations, things they do and like to do, stories and histories together. I've known a lot of my characters' for a long time but getting them all into fic is interesting, particularly for the ones I don't know that for.
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"Worst babysitter ever."
And I keep thinking about what you said about Justus and Shift. One part of me says, "maybe it's a smell." The other part of me came up with this:
"Shift wondered if Justus wasn't as ordinary as they'd originally thought, if perhaps he'd been selected because he had a talent waiting underneath everything, and they might not have been able to bring it out without traditional processing, but that didn't mean it wasn't there. He knew her. He always knew her."
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Justus materialized next to the dark-skinned male security guard, dressed in identical uniform. “Done the back sweep,” he commented dryly ( ... )
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Now I want to see a case-type fic where Justus is undercover and senses a threat no one else sees.
I am such a sucker for people being good at what they do. I like watching them be... awesome. And he would be, I just know it.
*face palm*
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Since he heads up Riving's version of the Special Unit, I'd say you're right. :grins: Let me work my head around the way those do and don't interact, then I'll get you some fic.
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:) Okay. I will wait and see. I do look forward to more Justus.
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“Well, I like onions as well as the next kid,” Connor, his twin, began, “but you were putting too many in the spaghetti sauce.”
Wesley looked offended, betrayed even.
“You were! Oh, brother.” Connor crossed his arms and gave up. There was no winning this argument, especially considering Wesley wouldn’t even remember it next week. “But she wasn’t the worst babysitter ever, and she was not worth getting grounded to our room for.”
Nope, the worst babysitter ever had been the next door neighbor kid’s cousin, who treated Wesley like he was somehow incapable of learning anything because he’d forget how he learned it. Connor scowled.
Wesley shrugged and picked up his toy truck. “I don’t mind.”
Connor sighed dramatically. “That’s ‘cause you like the sauce you ruined.” And they had to eat to save the other spaghetti for the dinner guests ( ... )
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Connor's right, though, the worst one is someone who'd treat his brother that way.
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And Amen. :scowls with him:
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One-year-old Joel stretched on his arms to carefully examine the mess of papers and books surrounding the current “babysitter.” He didn’t entirely understand the term, but he understood that four-year-old Anya-the oldest-didn’t like having her over. At all.
But those were interesting looking pants. They seemed to have flowers growing on them in odd, bright colors and maybe there was something interesting on those papers.
Slowly, he pulled himself up onto the couch and crawled over closer, then picked up one of the papers to stick it experimentally in his mouth.
“No, no, no. Bad child,” the babysitter said in her shrill voice. “Those are not for tasting ( ... )
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Joel is a very.... intelligent and coherent one year old.
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To me, it drives me bonkers when a kid's thoughts are nothing like their age. Personal preference, but if I'm reading a kid, they should sound like a kid.
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