Room 512, early Sunday morning

[rebelheartalien]

Michael was trying to sleep. This was next to impossible with an energetic three-year-old with alien powers also in the room and wide awake

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[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel had missed radio last night. Rather then download it and disturb a still sleeping Victoria, she took a walk upstairs to knock on Michael's door and see if she'd picked up any nieces or nephews for the weekend.

[rebelheartalien]

"Zandra, no, I said don't do that to Tabitha."

Yes. Yes, she had.

[izzyalienqueen]

Hearing voices, and recognizing the exasperation in Michael's, Isabel grinned and knocked lightly on the door.

[rebelheartalien]

"If you're here to help, come right in!"