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Zephyr had a plan. "We are gonna make you the best electric milkshake that ever was!"

"Or will be!" Pip joined in, clapping her hands over her head as she danced along before him and Roa and generally got in the way of where they were trying to walk.

This gave Zephyr plenty of excuse to pause at the end of the hall and make himself a sweeping gesture. "In the historya... ah..." one that should have ended with him banging his hand on the wall.

Except for the part where the applicable wall had disappeared and not in the usual behold the busted drywall kind of way. It was just gone. Likewise, the hallway and the entirety of Sky Plaza.

Zephyr stood on some low, sweeping stone steps. That happened to be outside, while just a moment before been /inside/ and headed to the kitchen. "OK, what the hell?"

Roa took in the sudden sky all golden up the flanks of the villa before them and held her finger to her lips in curiosity. "I don't know, actually." Then, she attempted to walk down the way they had come. This got her over the steps and almost to the spray from the fountain in the drive before it became quite apparent merely turning around wasn't going to accomplish much besides dampening her shoes. Back up she went. "This *looks* like where they held the last Court of the Manor."

"You dunno?" his next sound was an odd one, not a moan and not a laugh, and awfully feline besides. "Yeah, that's not freakin me out or nothin. Dun you know everythin?"

"Zephyyyr. Same to you."

"You guys," interjected Pip, her bare toes rapping on the stone. "Think this's kinda the same thing happened to Seb."

"Hm?" Zephyr craned himself her way, and their hands tangled together, wires all a-flash.

"Mm!"

"Mnhn."

"Nnn~."

"Well, I like your theory so far," Roa nodded. Mostly, she wasn't being silly right back at their latest ridiculous display. Mostly. "Happened to Siebenkas...?"

"Yeah, he had this dream," the elder of the two evokers almost began to explain, digits working.

Whatever he meant to coax out of the recollections between them, Pip took over, swaying as she did. "He thinks was a dream, but is totally notta dream. I know. I touched him thinkin about it an it was all wrong fora dream. Still didn't make any sense, but not the same kinda way dreams do."

"Also, Seb never dreams he's nekkid. Fun fact."

("So useful, too," Roa remarked, quite to herself.)

"But, he walked outta his bathroom an alla a sudden, he was in this bar in Old New York an there were all these other people an he was almost kinda sorta mebbe flirtin with this mob boss lady over gin an tonic and then there was this real cute muddy guy. Seb didn't think he was so cute, but I did. He got way more distracted by the other lady evoked with her eyes and the booze was good an there were pretty blond polyamourous peeps bonkin in the restroom an... an... an..."

Her not so little description might have gone on another few hours, except that Zephyr reached around with his unoccupied hand and tickled her. The way they'd tangled up together, she must have known it was coming.

Which left Roa to conclude Pip wanted tickled more than she wanted to discuss any washroom adventures. "On one hand, that sounds very much like a dream to me. On the other, if there's some sort of precedent for people in our manor suddenly disobeying all known laws of physics. And you're not playing some sort of elaborate prank."

"Hey! I had my heart set on givin you your first electric milkshake an that's not somethin I'd go back on for any money." Next thing she did know with any certainty, Zephyr had play staggered over, clutching at his shirt, "'m so disappointed it /huuurts/."

"Well, you can make it up to me when the universe goes back to normal."

Grin for the time being, too.

"It is going to go back to normal?"

"Did last time. 's why we still gotta Seb an notta portal to someplace called Dan's," said Pip.

"Alright, so why don't we...?"

"Make the besta it?"

"Yes!" Roa swung from Zephyr's grasp. He only then reached for her, trying to find that place in her moments where the best meant [concrete] he could play after and with her. As it was, he missed her as she skipped the villa steps instead, swirling her skirt in her hands and calling back after: "We're going to get company, right?"

"Woul, that'd be nice, but if not," he shrugged. "We get blitzed an watch the stars come out." A quick little sigh and a pop of his shoulder after, he followed.

Pip watched the space in the sky where the clouds should have been. The end of her nose twitched. "We're so gettin company. Can smell it, almost. Somethin's zactly not right out there." Laughing then, she blew past them both and straight through the doors.

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ETA: This post has not been up thirty-six hours and we officially have more than 500 comments. SO I SUPPOSE THIS ISN'T FUN AT ALL AMMIRITE? XD

ETA II: I am really, really touched that everyone wants to take care of the deceased fellow in the pool. I'm sure he appreciates it (he didn't even have a name in the story where he first appeared ;_;). But, alas, there was only one of him and he's currently being handled. He may be installed in a bedroom shortly, and should that happen, I will give him his own thread for poking purposes.

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Marietta nodded slowly. "And you're sure? That he doesn't love you like that, I mean?" she asked him.

"Yes," he said, and snorted, a little bit of bitterness rising up. "I was such a fuckup. I'm still such a fuckup. I'm lucky he still even wants to be my friend."

Marietta was struck by the overwhelming urge to reach over and pat him on the arm sympathetically, while saying, 'There, there.' She resisted.

"Well," she said, after a moment. "I obviously don't know you that well, or this friend of yours, but in my experience, people who stick around like that are worth their weight in gold. Even if he does only love you as a friend, that's still a hell of a lot, you know? A lot of people don't even have that much." She gave him a sympathetic look. "Which probably doesn't help emotionally, since emotions aren't rational, but hopefully it's something?"

"It is something," Jack said, "and I'm not... I'm not that broken up about it, not really. He's my friend, he loves me, he's still in my life. I can be happy with that. It's just... it's just not being able to talk about it. My family knows him, and they'd probably tell him, just because they want me to be happy. Ordinarily I'd tell my best friend but that's Felix." He inhaled, stretched up towards the ceiling. "Just saying it... it makes me feel better."

Marietta really hoped that there wasn't some kind of mutual missing-out going on here, that Felix wasn't also in love with him but not saying anything either because of their friendship. Those situations were just...tragic. Of course, she had absolutely no way of knowing either way, so she just smiled at him. "I'm glad it helps you feel better."

He smiled back. "Thanks. I mean that. Thanks. Do you... is there anything I could help you with?"

"Nah, I'm good. Well, unless you've figured out how to send us back all of a sudden," she said, smiling.

"Nope," he said. "Near as I can figure, we all hang out here until the powers that be tire of our misery, and then we're suddenly back where we were supposed to be. Shame, but them's the breaks, I guess."

"Ah, the wonders of random interdimensional wormhole travel," she said, shaking her head.

"I know, right?" He shook his own head. "The powers that be must LOVE torturing us."

"Probably," said Marietta, but she was pretty used to weird things happening in her life.

Granted, not quite this weird, but she'd always been inclined to just let things play out.

"So," Jack said. "You an only child, then? Because you were talking about your cousins but you didn't mention any siblings."

"Yep," she said, nodding. "I was kind of entirely an accident. Managed to happen even though my mom had had her tubes tied."

"Heckuva accident," Jack commented, without judgment. "Your mom okay with the whole thing?"

"My mom is awesome," Marietta said, smiling widely. "She's never made me feel like I was unwanted. We're really close, always have been."

Jack grinned, thinking of his own mother. "Mine's like that. You ever get the happy accident talk?" Not that he had, but his youngest cousin had enough times that he'd memorized the damn thing, and shared it with Jack.

In Spanish, of course, but irrelevant side note was irrelevant.

"Yeah, in a way," she said, and smiled.

"Yeah?" He raised an eyebrow at her. He was still secretly thrilled every time he pulled that gesture off. "What kind of way?"

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"My mother is a little more...forthright than some, I think," she said. TO put it mildly. "That's all I meant. But the message was the same. I might not have been planned, but I wasn't unwanted."

He nodded. "My cousin Eduardo was six months premature if you're counting from when Tia Anita got married. But she's very direct about it, at every opportunity, and also, my Tio is not Eduardo's father." He grinned. "We're not very traditional if we don't want to be."

Marietta grinned back. "What fun is traditional, anyway?" she said. "I think it's more fun not to be."

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