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Tweak says, "Th-they're watching me! AIIEE!"

Jeremiah James Dorny (notabullfrog) wrote in rejuvenated,
@ 2008-05-30 23:05:00

WHO : Jeremiah Dorny, Shia Dorny and Megan Jones.
WHAT : Jeremiah needs real food. Shia needs a real bed to sleep on. And Megan saves the day as per usual.
WHERE : Megan's place.
WHEN : Friday after Jeremiah gets off work.
STATUS : Thread/Incomplete.
RATING : PGish most likely.

"These are conflicting reports. Don't journalists out on the field know what they're doing any more?"

Jeremiah sighed looking from one piece of parchment to the other. Witches and wizards were disappearing at an alarming rate, dropping off the face of the earth like flies. There was chaos in the news room, so much that it got to the point where they were enlisting anyone and everyone who worked at the station to help receive, process and deliver the news to the general public. Jeremiah really had no choice. It was either help around with the news or stay home until this madness was over and done with.

The WWN was running twenty-four hour reports on these missing persons. No other show was allowed to air, at least not while dozens and dozens of reports and late-breaking news continued to pour into the office. And Jeremiah wasn't exactly sure when was the last time he'd seen a bed. Helping out at the station was now not only his job. It was sort of becoming an obsession. He kept hearing from relatives, family and friends of those missing, and it broke his heart as he watched his little boy zoom zooming his paper airplane around his office. If anyone had taken Shia... Well, he didn't want to think about that.

It was a good thing though that Megan had stopped by and picked up the bouncy red head for a while. Shia had been complaining for three days straight that he was bored, and Jeremiah didn't blame him. It was terrible to be a little kid, full of happiness and energy and to be stuck in an office like this for three days. If it was killing Jeremiah, he couldn't imagine what it was doing to his little boy. With a sigh, he pushed his papers away. He couldn't deal with this, at least not for a little while. He needed to get out, needed to clear his head. This was going to drive him mad.

After grabbing the appropriate gear, he apparated from the Wales WWN Station to Megan's front door. No doubt she would have already fed his little man and possibly already had him in sleep attire and ready to hit the hay. This was good. It would give Jeremiah some peace and quiet for a while, because he couldn't remember the last time he actually had a decent meal.

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songbirdbynight
2008-05-31 04:36 am UTC (link)

Megan was better then that though, she already had him in bed and the two of them were reading to each other, Wash laying at their feet. She had long ago created a make shift room for Shia and all his toys in a corner of her loft where she'd had a jut out in the wall. She'd created walls for him and even a doorway. There was no door though, just some star beads that were charmed soundproof so when Shia slept over he had a little place of his own. The two of them had, had a fun evening. They'd eaten and played together, she had Shia take a bath and change in to some PJ she kept for him and now they were enjoying a book on planets together. It always amazed her how smart the little boy was. Surely smarter then she was at that age.

Washes ears perked when he heard Miah apparate in to the front of the house and he tensed, waiting to see what would happen next. When he heard the man rustling outside the front door he got up and hopped off the bed and went in to the living room. He sniffed around the door and recognising the scent let out a little howl. Wash was fairly good at not barking, as Megan had long since trained him, but when he knew somebody he generally couldn't help himself and let out a noise to let her know somebody was there. Megan got up and two seconds later heard a knock. "Keep reading Shia...I'll be back." She said as she went to the door.

She wasn't sure who was at the door, thinking it might be too early for Miah to be coming around. She pushed Wash out of the way with her foot, as he had a tendency to lie at the door until it was opened, feeding his curiosity in finding out who was there and opened the door a crack. "Hey." She said opening the door up wider as Wash bounded out to greet Miah happily. "Wasn't sure if it was you or not." Megan said stepping back to let him in to her house. She left him to close the door and sent a spell in to the kitchen to turn on the oven to start warming Miah's meal.

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notabullfrog
2008-05-31 05:09 am UTC (link)

"Hey Megs, Wash," Jeremiah greeted, giving Wash a little pet and Megan a one-handed, friendly hug and peck on the cheek. "Holding down the fort, huh?" He grinned at them both, until he saw a flash of familiar red hair in pajamas darting toward him. "Mini me!"

"Hi, Da!" It was obvious by the way he quickly ran to Jeremiah that he wasn't exactly supposed to be doing this, though he figured that so long as he was clinging to his father, things would be all right. Easily, Jeremiah picked up Shia and held him in his arms, giving him little pats on his back every once in a while.

"Anyone up for poker? Twenty-one? Exploding Snap?" He joked of course, grinning a bit at Megan. He was so tired, and it was evident in his eyes, the way they looked small and dull.

"Let's play Power Rangers!" suggested Shia.

"Right, I'll be Zordon and get into a tube. That way I won't have to do much." He was, again, joking. All he wanted to do was play bed with DJ pillow.

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songbirdbynight
2008-05-31 06:11 am UTC (link)

Wash was pleased after being greet like a human and trotted off to go lay on his spot in the living room under the table. Megan returned the quick hug and kiss and then too saw the flash of red hair rushing towards his father. "So much for reading." Megan said with a smile, watching the two embrace. It made her feel good to see Shia so happy to see Miah. The two were so adorable together, it was a nice picture.

Megan smiled back at him when Miah started joking around, but yes, she could see how tired he was in his eyes, his skin pale from not sleeping or eating much. "We were nice and settled and reading you know, and now you've got him all riled up again." She said with a shake of her head. "We played Power Ranger's earlier. I was um...Shia baby who was I again?" She asked. She wasn't so up to date on the Power Rangers thing...she was still just getting used to all the star wars stuff.

"I've got home made spaghetti and meat balls waiting for you Miah. Shouldn't take long to heat." She said mentally calculating how long it should be in so it wouldn't be too hot or dry out. "Shia ate already and he's brushed our teeth and had a bubble bath and everything." she said with another smile and then heading in to the kitchen to tend to Miah's meal. "Are you going to stay awhile or do you want me to wrap it to go hon?" She called from around the corner.

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notabullfrog
2008-05-31 06:41 am UTC (link)

Jeremiah gave Shia a big, loud, smoochie kiss on the cheek, and Shia giggled. He followed Megan toward the kitchen, setting Shia down on the kitchen counter and leaning against it casually, rubbing his eyes a bit.

"You were Anubis Doggie Kruger!" Shia declared happily, to which Jeremiah blinked curiously.

"You were a big, blue dog?" He shook his head. "Please don't ask how I know this." He walked over to the sink and got himself a glass to pour some water into. It was normal for him to feel so at home in Megan's house. He and Shia practically lived here at times when one of them was sick or when some huge deal was going on... like now.

"Spaghetti and meat balls sounds great though, Megs. And I think I'll stick around for a while. I need a break. There aren't any new real leads coming in. Everything is just speculation and tabloid rubbish." He shook his head, sipping at his water, while Shia made faces at him. "You keep doing that, and your face is going to stick that way."

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songbirdbynight
2008-05-31 06:54 am UTC (link)

"So it would seem. I think wash was the Pink one?" She said with a grin, heading for the fridge to pull out a grated cheese mix and some green herbs that were chopped up and pulled out a long roll from the bread box. "I gave up asking a long, long time ago hon." She said teasingly, as she began making some cheese toast to go along with his pasta.

"When did it become cooler to be a power ranger then it is to be a Jedi?" She questioned them both. Megan tried to keep up...she really did. Perhaps if she saw Shia every day she'd be more apt to but it was hard when she only saw him less frequently. It was almost like he grew up a bit too much in between visits.

"There's milk and orange juice and butter beer in the fridge Jeremiah if you want." she said motioning over her shoulder and then placing the roll that was loaded with cheese and herbs in to the oven with the casserole dish that was still warming back up. "Sounds good, it's nice to see you." She said distractedly, as she tidied up the mess she'd just made. She looked up though when Miah said what he did. "Listen to your Da...when he was younger he kept doing that too and look how his face stuck." She said with a chuckle and a grin at the little boy's dad.

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notabullfrog
2008-05-31 07:08 am UTC (link)

"Wash was Sydney! But Wash doesn't know how to...." He made a hand motion. "S-P-D EMERGENCY!" And then a series of sound effects, which most likely was to resemble morphing into a Power Ranger's suit.

Jeremiah just stood there, blinking. "Riiiiiiight. And it's not cooler. It's just more popular at the moment. The Revenge of the Sith high just came down, so there needs to be something else to replace it, something with all the colours of the rainbow so it seems."

He waved her aside at her mention of various other drinks. He was just thirsty and preferred water at the moment. Or Firewhiskey, but that was a last resort. He watched her for a moment as she went about her general kitchen duties and then scowled a bit at her face comment.

Shia, on the other hand, thought that was just about the most hilarious thing on the planet, and he nearly fell off the kitchen counter when he leaned back to giggle.

"Haha, hilarious," retorted Miah, who grabbed a cast iron skillet to look at his reflection curiously, though it was purely for the amusement of his son.

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songbirdbynight
2008-05-31 07:19 am UTC (link)

"I took one of my old sweaters shrunk it down and transfigured it pink and I put it on Wash for Shia to play...but he ate it." Megan explained and then grinned at Shia. "I think that's why he thinks that Wash wouldn't...do that thing." She said making a confused face and then shaking her head. "Don't know why he likes that American crap so much. I'm sure there's perfectly good shows on the BBC." Megan hadn't watched Telly in a very long time, but she was more then sure there had to be better stuff out there. At least more educational.

She grinned at Shia's laughter. It was one of her favorite sounds, Megan had to admit. She laughed too when Miah picked up the skillet. And considering it was completely black with very little of a reflective surface, made it even more amusing. "You have very pretty face Miah. Would you prefer me to say that? Because it's true." She said turning back towards the oven and putting on a pair of oven mits and tugging out the casserole first and then the bread. She moved around the kitchen with ease, placing the food on a plate for Miah and then cutting up the bread in to chunks and placing them decoratively around the plate as she hummed to herself a little.

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notabullfrog
2008-05-31 07:30 am UTC (link)

"Wash is funnyish!" Shia said, tryng to grab onto his toes and rock back and forth on the counter.

Jeremiah shrugged though. "I don't know. I think the cable bloke wonked out on us, and we hardly get any BBC any more. All we get is that American rubbish with Barney and what's his other queer face. Bob the Builder or something. Don't know what that's all about, but I intend to send them a semi-formal, angry letter, perhaps email, perhaps both, and a hungry owl just for fun."

Shia laughed again. He enjoyed when his father made silly jokes like sending owls to muggles for doing stupid things.

"And of course, I prefer for you to say that. It's much nicer than, 'Oh, Jeremiah, you've got the bogeyest face I've ever laid eyes on in my twenty-some glorious years of life'." Again, joking, and he put the skillet down, patting it for good measure.

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songbirdbynight
2008-05-31 04:41 pm UTC (link)

"Yes Wash is funnyish isn't he? Be careful not to fall sweetheart." She said to Shia as she continued to serve up Miah's food and then walked it over to the small table and chairs she had set up in the kitchen. She smiled at Miah's explanation of the cable problem. "Well that's what you get for trying to have a telly around when you've got magic happening too. They never could get it to work right around all that energy. And I'm sure you semi-formal letter will just bring down the company to it's knees to beg off your forgiveness." She teased back and then went and picked up Shia to have come sit at the table. Megan usually only ever had one person over at a time, except when it was the two of them, but she hadn't been expecting Shia to be up by the time his dad got there so she hadn't transfigured another chair. Shia could sit on one of their laps while he ate.

"Come sit with me so your da can eat?" She asked him, motioning for Miah to sit down and eat. "We all know that Crabbe had the bogeyest face I've ever laid eyes on. And perhaps maybe Shia's face that one time when he had that awful cold and his nose dripped on to my arm." She teased the little boy who she was holding. Megan tried to make it as fun as possible for Shia when he was around. She liked having him there with her, but she also knew that he and his dad had fun. She just wanted to join in on that, not overtake it.

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notabullfrog
2008-06-01 03:10 am UTC (link)

"I never felled! I'm stupor Shia!" But Jeremiah gave him a stern look that meant he'd probably be in a stupor all right if he didn't listen to Megan's warning.

"The problem wasn't ever inside though. Their wire disconnected on the outside. It'd been working perfectly fine since I wired it around the magic. Not my fault they're a bunch of morons. I knew I should have asked that Hooper kid. Computers. Tellies. Same difference."

He shrugged though, going over with his glass of water and sitting down in front of his meal. He took a moment to just admire it, since everything he'd consumed in the past few days had come out of a plastic wrapper. Then, finally, he began to dig in.

Shia, meanwhile, had somehow procured Jeremiah's wand again and was waving it around, causing little sparks to come out the end of it. They'd figured out he was a wizard about two years ago, and ever since then, he'd been able to make sparks come out of Jeremiah's wand. Once, it made one of his toys move from one side of the room to the other, but Jeremiah told him not to try magic that was too complicated, not until school anyway.

"I have got to find a better hiding place for that thing," commented Jeremiah casually.

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songbirdbynight
2008-06-01 07:58 am UTC (link)

"They're different! At least I think. I've only used a computer ever at work and I can't tell you the last time I watched Telly that wasn't at your place." She said with a shrug. She settled down though with the little boy on her lap, her arms around him. She was protective of little Shia, she couldn't help it. He gave her so much joy.

She smiled when Miah didn't immedately dive in to the food and took a moment. It made Megan feel better about what she had cooked. The meatballs were home made of course, as was the sauce. She was a good cook, but sometimes she thought she should be a little more gourmet rather then comfort. She nuzzled her nose in to the back of Shia's hair breathing him in, his scent mixed in with her shampoo. It was rather comforting to her, and she was currently ignoring the sparks over head. He'd done the same thing with her wand, but she...er...had let him without much of a fuss.

"Yes well your pocket has never been a good hiding place for anything has it?" she said with a bit of a laugh hugging Shy closer to her and resting her head on his for a few moments before looking at Miah. "You need to sleep you know." Her eyebrows raised. She was worried about the man.

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notabullfrog
2008-06-01 08:53 am UTC (link)

"Only mildly so. One is more interactive than the other. I'm sure the kid can manage just fine." He twirled his fork around the pasta and took hearty bites, though he didn't want to engulf it all so quickly. Sure, he was hungry, but he hadn't eaten so much in days. Eating all that so quickly would just make him feel terrible, and he wanted to enjoy having a full stomach, at least for a while.

Jeremiah grinned though at the pair of them. They always did have fun together, probably more fun than Shia had with Jeremiah. But he knew it was good for Shia to hang out with Megan. He needed a woman's touch every now and again despite how Miah always taught him to be cordial to the women. Just because he was being raised by a man didn't mean he had to turn out to be a total, utter pig. Jeremiah's mother never taught him to be disrespectful to a woman, and Miah wanted the same to be passed down to his own son.

"It's a good placeholder for when I can't exactly reach the pretty box it came in," he replied with a shrug, fussing with Shia's hair a bit, to which Shia responded with a "Hey!" and angry red sparks. He giggled afterward though, as he was just being pretend-angry. Again, Miah shrugged at her comment. "'S all right. I'll sleep when I'm dead."

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songbirdbynight
2008-06-01 09:13 am UTC (link)

"I still probably won't have use for either or ever." She said with a shrug. She didn't have a cell phone either, something that she'd seen a fair few bunch of people carrying around these days. Dennis Creevey even had one! The wizarding world had gone on without these things though and they were still fine. Why couldn't she be?

The only reason why Shia may have had more fun with Megan though was possibly be because she wasn't his parent. Sure she was a guardian of sorts, but there wasn't that mother son relationship that might have gotten in the way of that. Not that Megan wouldn't love to be a mother...her biological clock was personally already ticking, even at such a young age, but Shia was beyond special to her. She'd been given a gift in that she got to help raise this little boy. It made her very happy. And a woman's touch never hurt anything, did it?

At Shia's giggles she smiled but then covered his ears for a moment. "You keep on the way you are, you'll get to that great big sleep a lot faster then you realize you know." She said with a slightly stern look. "And this little boy needs the young, vibrant Jeremiah, not some tired old man that can't keep up." She said with a soft sigh and then uncovering Shia's ears to hug him against her again. "I wonder if you can make purple sparks Shy?" she asked the little boy.