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[notakumamommy]

[An eighteen year-old Alma's humming in a cheery way, rummaging around in one of the many closets of the DR

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[un_stitched]

[You have a stalker.]

[notakumamommy]

[still humming as he pulls out more and more boxes of toys, doesn't notice Jasdero just yet]

...Three little aliens all dressed in green, trying to get to heaven in a flying machine--but the flying machine broke and down they all fell..

[un_stitched]

Aliens, hee!!

[Flops on the ground, just listening.]

[notakumamommy]

[starts but looks down at Dero with a grin]

It's a silly song, isn't it?

[reluctant_mama]

[Who's this? Well, you see something new and traumatic every day.]

[notakumamommy]

[his Yuu-dar is going off, pauses in his song and turns to grin at the Kanda--oh this isn't one he's met before--and the grin turns a a bit more comforting]

Hiya, Yuu.

[reluctant_mama]

[This place... It'll be the death of him someday. If parenthood doesn't kill him first.]

Alma.

[notakumamommy]

That's me~! [slowly getting used to this, sadly enough. Trying to be gentle. Alma's an uncle! only you know, not.]

[flowercomplex]

[... Peeks his head in. Oh, Alma, he'll never be able to take you seriously]

Aren't you too old for this?

[notakumamommy]

Three little people all dressed in black... [grins at Yuu] Aren't you too young to be a crotchety old man?

[flowercomplex]

[Frowns]

Don't call me that. What's this really for?

[notakumamommy]

For fun! [sets the box in his arms on top of one of the others] C'mon, Yuu, tell me you don't want to play with some of this awesome stuff.

[selfdeluded]

[...geeze, you never notice how morbid these songs are until you get a bit older, do you?

here, Alma, have an AU 17-year-old Allen outside of that closet, trying to figure out wth you're doing.] Nice song.

[notakumamommy]

[oh Allen, you look sort of funny. not many Allens talk to Alma here.] You think so? It's got all these silly verses that I keep getting mixed up.

[selfdeluded]

A little depressing, but not bad, at least. [kind of peering into that box a bit, don't mind him.] Toys?

[notakumamommy]

Depressing? Oh, at the end you're supposed to say "they all went to bed!"--but only at the very end. [hups the box up in his arms, angling it so Allen can see in] Yea! I thought we could all use them.

[asinglelotus]

[He's just looking at Alma like he's lost his mind, which really isn't anything new.]

[notakumamommy]

..Two little devils all dressed in red, trying to get to heaven on the end of a thread, but the thread string broke and down they all fell... Tiny Yuu! You made it! [it really isn't, but he's flashing a happy grin anyway]

[asinglelotus]

I'm not tiny! [Crosses arms.]

... Made what?

[notakumamommy]

[sets the box on the ground and digs through it, pulls out a potato head and a transformer figure] Look, aren't these cool?