Room 314 | Morning | Sunday | February 13

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After yesterday, Percy was grateful for the little bit of quiet he'd found right now. Anna was off with her dad and Ethan was off...actually, Percy didn't know. Maybe he was with his mom (and that would never not be hilarious). Right now, Percy was just taking advantage of the empty room to sit on the edge of his bed and unwind

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Leander had spent yesterday scouting the island. It was an unfamiliar place which meant it had to be explored, exists had to be notated and weaknesses had to be plotted.

Yeah, he was young but he'd learned from the test even if he wasn't going to get anywhere near the tight pants that Jason wore. That was just...no. He didn't need kids calling him names. Percy made enough fun of Jason for the tight pants.

Now though, he'd made it up to Percy's room and was currently leaning casually in the doorway like he owned the entire place.

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When Percy felt eyes on him, he tried to ignore it in the hopes that it would go away. When it didn't, Percy hesitantly glanced over only to come face to face with his face.

AGAIN. HOW DID THAT HAPPEN AGAIN?

"What?"

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Leander had seen that stupid look appear on Percy's face more often than he cared to count. Jason might wear the tight pants but at least he wasn't stupid.

"I think the correct question is who, Dad," Leander said, strolling in and looking around. "I'm not a what."

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Percy frowned at the kid with his face and rubbed his eyes, hoping it was a hallucination or something. Maybe he was dreaming. Eyes opened, Leander was still there.

"All right then," he said, trying not sound like he was whining, "then who are you?"

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"Leander," he said easily, hopping up on the bed to sit next to Percy. "Need a last name too? Tell me you haven't forgotten that one too. You can't be that much of a dummy."

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"Stop calling me a dummy, shortie!" Not the greatest comeback but Percy was feeling a little out of sorts. "Why do you look like me?"

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"Daaaaad, please don't tell me you need me to explain how babies are made," Leander said, sighing. "Didn't Dad go over this with you when it happened? I think he even made a diagram."

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"I know how babies are made," Percy said, frustrated. "That's not what I mean. You look exactly like me except I'm older. Kids don't come out looking like a twin of their parents!"

Stop getting flaily, Percy.

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"Well, Dad looks just like you too so maybe you should consider the sources," Leander said smartly. "What else am I gonna look like? Duh."

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"...oh god."

When Percy realized who this kid's dad had to be, he felt like smacking himself in the face until he passed out.

"No. There is no way I would touch your dad, let alone get close enough to him that we'd make a kid!"

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"Obviously it happened," Leander said, motioning to him. "Must have lost control one night, Dad. Wouldn't be the first time, either. You and Dad, that losing control happens often. I've gotta earmuff up more often than I care for."

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"No! Shut up shut up shut up!" Percy said and earmuffed himself because he could not hear this right now. "Just shhh about that. Okay, I don't need to know the specifics of...that!"

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Leander rolled his eyes. This happened so often where he was from. "Where is dad, anyway? Spandex in the shop again?"

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"I don't know! I don't keep track of him," Percy said, making a face. "You wanna see your dad? I'm sure I can call him or something."

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"Yeah, let's call him," Leander said, nodding. "Make him bring breakfast too. And not fruit. I hate fruit. I want donuts and pancakes. Together. Donut pancakes."

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Percy made a face and then made a phone call.

"Now, we wait," Percy said, tossing his phone aside. "Stop looking at me! It's freaking me out, man."