SPD HQ Maintenance Bay, Xander's Workshop: July 31st, 2029

[needsaparrot]

Funny how in THE FUTURE (unlike Sunnydale, it was worth noting for anybody thinking about relocation) helping save the world and cleaning up afterward enough times eventually got you slightly better living quarters -- and possibly more important to somebody with Xander's current issues, a place besides under the bed to put your not dirty tools and anything you might currently be building with them.

Like a cradle. For instance. As you do.

[OOC: for the b-word person, other locals, or calls/texts/banana-bombs, as you do.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Well, fourteen now," Bridge pointed out. "Although I'm still not sure what was wrong with any of the rest of them?" he added hesitantly. Of course, he wasn't a carpenter, so if Xander said they weren't right then they weren't right, but they'd still looked...

He was just gonna ignore the pile of paint chips currently on their dining room table and the fact that he'd repainted the baby's room in four different shades of green over the past two weeks.

[needsaparrot]

"I grew up in Sunnydale." Xander waved a hand as if that explained everything. Which it kind of did. "I'm not giving our kid the thirteenth of anything."