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Normally, Kon liked the winter. It provided a much needed break from the fun in the sun and, by the time it was over, he was ready for it to be bright and warm again. This time, though, he absolutely hated it. It was cold and he was wearing the most godawful clothes he could imagine. They clung in awkward places and they itched and he didn't

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As nice as the change in weather and location was, there were something things that remained the same. Lex actually liked the fashion that had come with the change, but then he'd grown up in more formal clothes then the average person was used too. Plus, it gave him a chance to get Anatoly in nice clothes on a daily basis. Definitely no down side there.

But the things that remained were things like laundry and, after trying to get the ghost population to do it for him, Lex still had to do it. He bit back a smile as he saw Kon digging through the clothes box. "Having a little trouble?"

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"These pants itch and how do you wear ties? This collar is choking my neck." Kon grumbled a little and scratched the side of his leg. Maybe it wasn't so bad as he made it out to be, but he'd be much happier in clothes that were more him and less 'Eighteenth Century gentleman'. "Are you sure they don't have jeans or sweats or something in this era? It wouldn't have been so bad if I'd had all the clothes from before the island went all snowy.

Maybe if he'd had someone make clothes for him instead of getting them from the clothes box.

[capable_of]

"Didn't you know they were torture devices specifically created to make sure young men behave?" Lex said in a tone of voice that made it difficult to judge whether he was kidding or not. "And if you wore the equivalent of jeans in this era, you also didn't eat very often." Not to mention Lex didn't want any son of his wandering around in clothes like that.

He set a load to wash and then came back to stand beside the box with Kon. "Come on, there must be something you can wear."

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"I hate wool," Kon muttered. "It makes me itch." Whether that was an actual statement of fact or whether it was just psychosomatic grumbling about his lack of powers was anyone's guess. He certainly felt like his pants were itching him. "How about the equivalent of a bathing suit? Got anything like that?" Even he wasn't as stupid as that. He knew he'd freeze if he went outside in anything skimpy enough for trunks.

[capable_of]

"Try finding things with linen lining. It should help with the itching." Lex replied either way, with a small chuckle of amusement. "And where on earth as you going to go swimming?" Kon might not be that stupid but he got a look from Lex like he was. What an absurd thing to say?

"Don't worry. I'm sure everything will be back to normal come January. Only a few more days of dealing with this. You'll survive."

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"I'm not going to go swimming. Unless I go to some kind of indoor heated pool. Does Victorian London have those?" Come to think of it, that was a good idea. He should go see if he could find one. He would absolutely love to get out of this cold.

He scowled at the look Lex gave him and pointed. "Less talk, more helping me find something

[capable_of]

"That had one on the Titanic. I'm sure someone managed to do create one on land." Granted, the Titanic was built late in Victorian times but the technology no doubt still existed. "Meanwhile, I'm sure you could manage a hot bath somewhere. I know we have the capability in our home if you would like." While he was still teasing Kon, the offer was genuine, if Kon absolutely needed to get wet.

Then he chuckled and moved over to the box, crouching down so he could shift through it. "Here," he said as he pulled out a pair of thin cashmere pants. "try these. They should be warm and soft, without itching."