Room 302, Sunday Morning

[not_a_moonie]

Alana had a kid this weekend, and the kid was weird. For one thing, she wouldn't take off this stupid baseball cap -- which was extra-weird for a kid who came from a planet without baseball. She'd even fallen asleep with one hand holding it tight to her head so it wouldn't come off

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[rebelseekspizza]

Dante had spent at least half of yesterday entertaining two kids - though Janie had turned out to be a remarkable kid-wrangler all by herself - and one for the rest of the day, all the while avoiding Ada.

Now the kid was asleep back in his room, and he was still avoiding Ada.

He made a calculated guess as to where the least WTFery would be taking place, settled on Alana's, and got the hell out of dodge. Just for half an hour or so, then he'd be heading back; he was good at improvising his way through this shit, but he had limits.

Which was a long and roundabout way of saying he was at Alana's door now, knocking.

[rebelseekspizza]

"She's Ada's," Dante said, shrugging one shoulder. "She's a fun kid. Completely impossible, but fun."

[tooty_stinkfoot]

"I wanna meet her," Hazel said, perking up. "And I want tacos. You told me Earth food is the best, Mom. Even if nobody believes you."

"I probably believe me," Alana shrugged, and leaned casually against the nearest piece of furniture. "Ada seems like fun," she said. "I can think of worse things than a kid with her."

[rebelseekspizza]

There were a lot of issues involved with that one, for a whole variety of reasons. But Dante wasn't getting into it. Nope.

"I can't complain," he said idly. "I mean, buy a shitload more condoms, yes. Complain, no. I can swing by and grab her if Hazel here wants a playdate."

He was going to figure out the language thing around kids... sometime. Probably.

...Janie's knowledge of swears pointed to no.

[tooty_stinkfoot]

"I know about condoms," Hazel put in. "They go on your thing, and my mom told my dad not to use one once so he didn't and that's how they got me."

Alana had exactly enough shame to look horrified. "How do you know that?" she asked. "And, no offense, but what was wrong with me?"

Hazel shrugged, nonchalant. "Dunno. You guys were arguing. Then Granny told Dad not to say stuff like that when I could hear, except she didn't say stuff. Can I have a playdate now?"

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante had the ill grace to crack up, though he hid it behind one hand and tried not to make it too audible.

"If your mom says yes."

[not_a_moonie]

"Mom says yes," Alana said instantly, head still buried in her hands. She couldn't even give Dante any shit for laughing; she would have too, if it hadn't been about her. "Mom absolutely, positively says yes."

A playdate seemed likely to preclude any further horrifying revelations about her future sex life.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Then it's settled," Dante said, motioning for the door with his head. "Swing by 322, pick up Janie, then we have a taco date."

He was absolutely still refusing to laugh at the word 'taco'. Partly because of the kid, partly because he didn't even want to pay the person who coined that joke lip service right now.

[not_a_moonie]

Alana hadn't been thinking about any possible alternate meanings of the word 'taco.' They just struck her as good kid food that Dante might eat even if it wasn't pizza.

"We'll meet you at the stairs once our shoes are on," she nodded. "See you soon."

[rebelseekspizza]

"All right," Dante said. He gave tiny Hazel a thumbs up. "You watch over your mom while I'm gone, all right?"

Then he was out the door.