Cal Kestis (
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Midnight Manor Boarding House, Room 1C, Saturday
Cal was getting better at asking Arden to spend the night when he thought he might not get a good amount of rest on his own, and it seemed like even less of an annoyance to ask after the dance. In return, Arden was getting her fair share of cuddling this morning, but Cal would be happy to relinquish some of his hold once he woke up more, or the covers didn't feel quite so nice and comfortable.
[For the girlfriend and their visitors!]
[For the girlfriend and their visitors!]
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"Wiww I be old enough on my next birthday?" Quin asked. "I wiww be even bigger then."
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He wasn't going to point out how few people fit that description at the moment, that just seemed mean, especially when this was his own child. Sort of. Maybe.
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She leaned against Cal, resting her head against him. As far as snapshots of the future went, even with all the weird parts she hadn't figured out yet, this was...pretty nice.
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These children did not represent a future where anybody was left touch starved, that was for sure.
"Papa, you're a Jedi Knight," Quin told him, very seriously. "And you go on 'ventures and save wots and wots of peopwe, because the Empire is very bad."
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"Master Luke keeps asking you to be on the Council," Cere reported. "But you keep saying no. Cause you keep wanting to protect people and not talking about everything like the Council does."
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"I can't let your mama think I'm boring and all talk, or I'll put her to sleep," Cal said. "She deserves someone strong, don't you think?"
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"Wow, future-me sounds very smart," Arden preened.
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She leaned in to give him a soft kiss (much to the giggling amusement of the kids) and then scooped Quin up in her arms. "Luke's?" she suggested. "Pancakes for everybody!"
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No, it wasn't a morning spent kissing and canoodling, as had been originally planned...but it was still a damn good morning by any stretch of the imagination.