MCA0: Sunday night

[needsaparrot]

You know what you should probably take away from an almost-six year old person who, after a very busy day (and a very busy week) has already had dinner and dessert?

A phone that makes Twinkies.

For several reasons, all of them obvious.

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[OOC: Making a specific call, but open for anybody who wants weetiny Xander to ring them.]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

For once, Parker is not being woken up in London in the middle of the night.

She's being woken up in New York City... in the middle of the night.

"Mmmmph. Parker. Wha?"

[needsaparrot]

"Hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi Maureeeeeeeeeeeen!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker head-pillowed, and groaned. She hated that she was smiling over this.

The go-to guy next to her mumbled and turned over, and she patted his back, then got up to walk out onto the balcony to take the call, yawning loudly into the phone. "Xanderrrrrrrr."

[needsaparrot]

"Hi! I had pancakes and sketti for breakfast yesterday and helped Tony build a moon rocket and today we went to the beach and made castles!

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker grinned, and leaned against the railing, staring down over Central Park West. "Did you now. A moon rocket? And who's Tony, new kid?" She pulled her robe closer around her, and teased, "And do you know you woke me up? Again?"

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

The phone was ringing. Since there were no grown-ups in the house that he'd seen and Jack was smaller than him, it meant he was the big kid in the house and it was his job to answer the phone.

Also, it was in his room anyway.

"'Allo?"

[needsaparrot]

"Hi hi hi hi hi hi who is this?" This is what happens when you are almost 6 and there are twinkies and random buttons.

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"HM," he replied immediately. "NoWait! I's Murdock! Faith told me somma peoples go by their last names so I's gonna go by mine!"

And eight year-olds who had ice cream for dinner weren't much better, apparently.

"Who's you?"

[needsaparrot]

"Xander! This is my phone. It makes twinkies!"

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"Your phone makes twinkies? Can mine do that? Hi Xander! I founds a doggie! Wanna talk to him?"

[fh_jackass]

"Angel Investigations. We help the helpless. How may I help you sir or ma'am?"

[needsaparrot]

"Eww, Angel's a poo-doo head."

[fh_jackass]

Logan blinked at the phone. "Who is this?"

[needsaparrot]

"I'm Xaaaaaander! Duh!"

[fh_jackass]

"Xander Harris? Dude, how old are you?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel had a few wedding details she wanted to go over with Xander, so she pulled out her clipboard and dialed the phone.

[needsaparrot]

Okay so at almost-six Xander wasn't the best reader in the world, but he knew how to spell people's names. Most of the time. "Izzyizzyizzyizzyizzy!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She had was a momentary sense of panic. Weetiny children can't get married after all but then Isabel remembered it was Fandom. Things would probably, hopefully, be fine in the morning.

"XanderXanderXander!!! How are you?"

[needsaparrot]

Weetiny children could totally get married! She of all people should know that. Okay, so it wouldn't be legal, but pfft. Details.

"I helped make dinner!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Weetiny children could. A weetiny child and a teenaged Power Ranger? That would probably be a bit on the illegal side. And weddings were no fun in jail.

"You did? What did you make? Was it yummy?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

You'd think there were better things to do during the evening than lie around on the couch and flip channels, but all the local baseball action had been day games.

Anders was half dozing on the couch, the phone near his head. Nobody had called him back about a job yet, and he didn't figure anyone would on a Sunday evening, but just in case, right?

[needsaparrot]

Well, he wasn't calling about a job. But he would totally call on a Sunday evening. Specially 'cause Anders was easy to read on the phone 'cause it looked a lot like Xander.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Well, even if this call wouldn't net him a regular paycheck it was going to save him from getting sucked into (hopefully not literally) home shopping channels, so Anders grabbed the phone. Gratefully.

"Hello?"

[needsaparrot]

"Hi hi hiiiiiiiiiiii Anderses!"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hi hi hi --" This would happen again after he left, didn't it? "Hi, Xander!"