Who: THE TUCKERS and anyone who wants to come over for dinner.
Where: The Tucker residence.
What: Trip trying to fix the stove and then cook things. :|
When: First day of port, evening.
Warnings: Trip might set the house on fire.
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Maybe they should just get takeout. :| )
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"Do you have any idea what you're doing?" The tiny human stomach flipped in fear it might be only getting ham and cheese sandwiches for dinner.
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"I've got some idea," he said, which while admittedly not super reassuring to anyone listening at least made him feel better. He straightened up and turned around to get a better look at the kid. "You're Lucian, right?"
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Unfortunately as Trip stood up Lucian the ten year old had to crane his neck upwards to face his father. Raze craned his head up too. "This isn't bizarre in the slightest."
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This was weird.
"You don't hafta call me sir. Trip's fine. Or Dad, I guess." He didn't really mind either way. He gestured to the stove. "Dinner... might take a while. Have you seen your, uh, mom?"
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