MCA #0: Monday Night

[needsaparrot]

Between his alternate self's son with Parker, some alternate Bridge's son with Marie, and the much more surprise appearance of a daughter who Xander was still having trouble believing was possible, he was operating completely on go-with-the-flow logic at this point.

So after a long afternoon in the Park with all three of them, and calls to certain people's alterna-moms, MCA #0 had suddenly turned into YMCA #0 for the night. The couch in the living room was folded out into a bed, extra sleeping bags were strewn on the floor, popcorn had been popped, and hot cocoa was currently waiting to cool down.
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[OOC: For the extended Carson and Harris brood.]

Comments

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[notlostyouare]

"Normally they're in the reg'lar zord bay but sometimes they need to hide them from the bad guys so they go in there," Bronwyn explains. "And Daddy knows where it is but he wouldn't *tell* me so I hadta go looking!"

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[needsaparrot]

Xander facepalms with the hand not holding a cupcake. "Of course you did."

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[notlostyouare]

Bronwyn doesn't say anything, just beams up at him, glad that he understands why she just HAD to go looking for it.

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[needsaparrot]

Owtoobright. "You look just like your Daddy, you know" Xander says, using his non-cupcakey hand to tuck some of her hair behind her ear.

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[notlostyouare]

"That's what *he* says too, that I looks just like you," Bronwyn informs him. "We gots the same kinda hair, see? Only mine is longerer."

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[needsaparrot]

"It is?" Xander tugs at the hair over his own ear. "Well, maybe a little bit."

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[notlostyouare]

"You can't put yours in 'tails," Bronwyn points out, sounding not at all sleepy nope.

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[needsaparrot]

"I could. They'd just be really small. And also I'd look silly." Xander pushes his cupcake plate out of the way and takes a last drink of his milk.

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[notlostyouare]

"Silly Daddy," Bronwyn agrees, leaning back against him.

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[needsaparrot]

Xander folds his arms around her, knowing he should put her back to bed, but not wanting to let go yet. There's something about holding a small, sleepy kid on his lap that feels kind of like he's been missing it forever and never realized 'til now.

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[notlostyouare]

"Love you lots," Bronwyn murmurs, her eyes drifting closed.

Re: Even *Later* That Night

[needsaparrot]

Xander's does too, though it's not because he's falling asleep. It's because when he bends his head to kiss the top of hers and says, "Love you too," he realizes it's true.