Room 218, Sunday Morning

[glacial_witch]

Karla had spent most of yesterday in her room, hibernating with a vicious headache. She would wake up long enough to drink some more tea and then go back to sleep. At some point in the evening, she'd noticed that the tea she was drinking was still warm--Gabrielle must have come in and set something up for her. She'd have to thank the girl later for

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[momslilassassin]

Ben had sent Mara off to play with the rest of the hoard of Skywalkers descending on his grandfather at the front of the dorm and had decided to check in on Karla.

Because sometimes he was stupid.

"Hello?" he called out, knocking.

[glacial_witch]

Karla whipped the door open, heedless of the fact she was still in her nightgown and pointed to her bed. From her manner, one might expect she'd found a viper in her bed instead of one tousled, red-haired little girl.

"She called me 'Mommy!'" Karla hissed.

The red-haired little girl looked up and grinned at both of them. "Daddy!" she said with a smile. "I looked for you everywhere yesterday, but you was hidin' in the Force."

[momslilassassin]

Ben's jaw dropped.

"Um," he said eloquently.

[glacial_witch]

Karla transferred her horrified expression from the child to Ben. It probably wasn't very complimentary, but...

"Ben," she asked very slowly. "Why is the child calling me Mommy also calling you Daddy?"

[weetinyarrows]

Sean was wanting to 'splore, but Mommy said she had to go with him, so they were going to see one of her friends. Sean ran down the hall and knocked on the right door like a big boy. "Visitors!"

[skycrawlers]

By this time, Karla had gotten herself and her daughter (?!?!!?!!?!!!) washed and dressed.

Which meant that Jaenelle Mara had no problems skipping over to the door to open it and greet whatever visitors happened to be on the other side. "Come in," she said cheerfully.

Karla could only hope that this did not herald yet another unexpected child of hers. The voice was awfully high-pitched.

[weetinyarrows]

"You have red hair like me!" Sean blurted, then beamed at her. "You're pretty. Wanna be my gir'friend?"

Behind him, Dinah facepalmed.

[skycrawlers]

"You c'n be my Consort if you want," Jaenelle responded cheerfully. "An' be part of my Court."

Karla was doing her own face-palming behind her daughter. "Please tell me he's not Ben's, too," she said quietly. "I don't want to have to explain that to either of them."