The grounds: Friday morning [before classes]

[vkandis_son]

It was a nice enough morning that Karal went down to the stables early, so he'd have time to take Trenor out to graze before opening the library

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[neurotic_witch]

It was early. Chris figured it would be safe for him to run into town to buy Lana flowers before anyone else was awake and out.

When he saw Karal and a horse, he involuntarily shuddered. It was probably a very good thing he and Johnny hadn't actually found horses the other day.

He tried to sneak past without being spotted.

[neurotic_witch]

"They know, thank goodness," Chris said. "I talked to Lana last night and she doesn't hold me responsible. My roommate forgave me too. I kinda called her a whore."

[vkandis_son]

This would be Karal staring. "Why?"

[neurotic_witch]

Chris facepalmed. "Err, well, apparently I was an old-school cowboy who thought women who weren't married and taking care of families were whores or old maids."

[vkandis_son]

"Oh, Sunlord," Karal said, deeply sympathetic. "That would not go over well anywhere, but here...Yes. At least people know it wasn't you. Fandom Weirdness was responsible, and you're not to blame."

[neurotic_witch]

"Yeah, I know that intellectually," Chris said. "But emotionally I remember everything."

[vkandis_son]

"I know. It's not easy, for all that Fandom Weirdness gets dismissed as nothing serious. I've been bitten by it a few times, nothing as bad as yours, though," he said. "But it's important to remember it wasn't you, no matter how much it feels likes it was."

[neurotic_witch]

"I'll have to try that," Chris said. "Thanks for the advice."

[vkandis_son]

"And you can always hide in my room, if it gets too difficult," he offered with a small smile. "No one would think to look for you there."

[neurotic_witch]

"Very true," he agreed with a genuine smile. "And a very generous offer."

[vkandis_son]

"One I'm sure won't be necessary. People here understand about the Weirdness." He scratched Trenor's neck, then let the lead loose so he could wander a bit to graze. "Other than that, how have you been?"

[neurotic_witch]

"Can't complain," Chris said. "Things with me and Lana have been going well. We spent Thanksgiving at my sort-of-mother's place. That was interesting. Her friends are insane."

He shook his head. "How've you been?"

[vkandis_son]

"I've been well, I think. A bit restless, but I'm not used to having so little to do." He tilted his head curiously. "And I must ask, if it's not too nosy of me - sort-of-mother?"

[neurotic_witch]

"It's a weird Fandom thing," he explained. "There's a teenage version of my mother that graduated from Fandom a couple years ago. And a teenage version of my aunt who graduated last year. And one that is currently a student."

He shrugged. "But my mom and my aunt who graduated are from a different dimension than me, my brother and the aunt who is currently a student."

[vkandis_son]

"Ouch," he laughed, rubbing his temple. And he'd thought the Skywalkers were complicated.

[neurotic_witch]

"It's cool though," Chris said. "Up until recently, Wyatt and I were led to believe that our parents and aunts had died in a natural gas explosion when we were young. Our grandpa raised us. So it was a chance for us to get to know family we had never known."