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[flyingewoks]

who; Wes & Cal Janson, Shalla & Tasha Nelprin, Hobbie & Arik Klivian, uh, the Anakins maybe?
where; ice cream parlour (fuck you it's still in one piece)
what; ICE CREAM, GUYS.

Wes isn't sure what kind of crazy alternate futures exist out there, but there has to be a really weird one if he has a child in any of them.

A child with Inyri Forge,

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[fighter__pilot]

Shalla's being dragged along by her daughter, who seems intent on breaking her mother's hand with her grip. Tasha doesn't let go until they reach the table, and then she runs up to the cooler to gaze at all the flavors.

"Uncle Wes, Uncle Wes, what should I get?"

Shalla's going to just sit over here with Cal. And pretend for a few seconds that she doesn't have a daughter.

[flyingewoks]

--and this must be Shalla's brat.

Wes smiles at the girl, then taps the glass above the chocolate ice cream. "Get a tub -- three scoops, at least. As much sugar as possible. Chocolate, vanilla, anythin' else you like the look of."

Cal, meanwhile, grinned brightly at Shalla. "Hey."

[namelesschildx]

Tasha isn't a brat.

Okay yeah she is.

She beams at Wes and starts rattling off flavors and toppings to the man behind the counter. He makes her stop and repeat herself several times so he can catch up. Eventually, he hands her a bowl on the verge of overflowing.

It takes both her hands to hold it.

Shalla glances at Cal and offers a distracted smile. "Hey kid."

[cal_tas_tic]

Wes eyes the bowl with some concern. He has belatedly realised that, if he's letting Tasha get so much ice cream, he's going to have to get just as much for Cal, or else -- well, he doesn't want to know what the kid'll do if he thinks something's unfair.

But he also doesn't want to know what the kid's like with that much ice cream inside him.

He sighs and gets the same order again, plus two single cones for himself and Shalla.

"You," Cal says, wrinkling his nose as he stares at Shalla, "aren't old. My dad's not old here either. How come?"

[fighter__pilot]

Tasha heads back to the table, weaving each time she almost overbalances. Shalla catches this out of the corner of her eye and grins, reaching out to take the bowl from her daughter's hands.

"Because I'm never gonna be old," she responds to Cal. "And your father already is."

[cal_tas_tic]

Cal laughs and nods his agreement, stopping with a guilty grin as his dad sits down beside him.

Wes puts the bowl down in front of Cal with a sigh, then points one ice cream cone at Shalla accusingly. "Stop being a bad influence on my weird future kid. No ice cream for you."

[namelesschildx]

"Don't be mean to Mom," Tasha scolds, to the amusement of her mother.

"Yeah, Wes. Don't be mean to me. My kid'll have to beat you up."

[majorinyri]

Inyri shows up a few minutes later, two identical twins following in her wake.

She looks like she's had better days, and it's only going to get WORSE, apparently as she notices Wes and Cal in the room as well. The only thing making it better is the fact Shalla is also here.

Inyri stops and stares at the child who is her son before distractedly eying the girls behind her. "Go pick out whatever you want."

[cal_tas_tic]

Doubtfully, "I know she's your kid, but I'm pretty sure--"

"MOM!!!" Cal puts his spoon down and stands; he pushes his way past Shalla's chair to run towards Inyri and throw his arms around her in a hug. "Mom, Dad said you were here but he sounded like he was making it up and I wasn't sure and -- who are they?"

[patcheduptwins]

Andy takes a quick step close to her mother while Kamilla forces herself between Inyri and Cal.

"Who are you?"

"... I think I'm starting to get confused," Shalla mutters to Wes.

[majorinyri]

Inyri's hand brushed the back of Cal's head as he hugged her. It was this weird feeling, knowing she was a mother in some weird time, to a child she had with Wes Janson of all people.

And then Kamilla wedged herself between the two of them and Andy stepped closer and the calm feeling of being okay with being a mom (to all three of them) was gone. "Kamilla, stop it."

She gently moved Kamilla out of the way with a tug on the girl's arm, her other hand on Andy's shoulder. "Uhm. Cal, right? These are your...half-sisters. Kamilla and Andy."

[cal_tas_tic]

Cal stumbles back a step and blinks, then glares at the girl who pushed him aside. He glances up at Inyri and says, "But I don't have any sisters."

AND HE DOESN'T WANT THESE ONES.

Wes silently hands Shalla her ice cream cone and takes a bite out of his own. Is he supposed to go up and help out or something? This is confusing.

[patcheduptwins]

"And we don't have a brother. Daddy would never let us have a brother."

Andy clings to her mother and looks up at her. "He shouldn't be here. Kamilla won't let him stay."

Tasha watches the confrontation before turning to Shalla. "I wanna help Cal, Mom."

"Not right now, darling."

[majorinyri]

"And I'm not supposed to have kids at all." Inyri says, pressing her fingers into her eyes in frustration.

She pulls her hands away and twists to look at Kamilla. "You are not going to do anything to him. Your father isn't here, for which I am so glad. You don't touch Cal, do you understand me?"

Then she looks at Andy, cupping the girl's face "None of us should be here. No one is doing anything to anyone." She takes Kamilla by the hand again, before brushing hair out of her face, forcing herself to look past the Zekka-like attitude coming from her. "Go pick out ice cream. Whatever you want."

She nudges them towards the counter before turning to look at Cal. Rubbing her eyes again, Inyri sighs at him. "They're your half-sisters here, so get used to it. I guess if you stay with Wes...with your father, you won't have to deal with them much."

Inyri pushes hair out of his face, getting a good look at him. "Gods, you look like Wes."

[cal_tas_tic]

Cal continues to glare at the girls, fists clenched. He's not scared, of course ... only a little. Mostly he's angry at them. This is his mom; they're the ones who shouldn't be here.

"I don't like them," he says stubbornly as he looks back at Inyri. "...does that mean they're staying with you? Why can't they stay with their dad?"

...perhaps this would be a good time for Wes to intervene. He stares sadly at his cone for a moment, then puts it down on a napkin, smiles reassuringly at Tasha, and moves to join Cal and Inyri with, "What, you don't like staying with me?"

[patcheduptwins]

"I want to but Andy doesn't so we're staying with our mother. You don't get a vote in this you little brat."

The only reason she stops is because Andy pulls her away toward the ice cream, mumbling sorry for her sister's behavior to her mother as they pass.