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My sons are gone.

I hope everyone's holiday went well.

( Family )

( Heidi )

( Carol )

( Monty )

( Claire )

( Simon )

( Peter )

( Nathan )

( Gabriel )

( Arthur )

Happy Birthday to me!

So. Sup What's up, people?

( Mom )

23 days until Christmas. Woo! We won't talk about my birthday. It'd be nice to get some sleep before then though. Wow.

. . . well. Hm.

( Arthur )

Petrelli clan, do we have plans for Thanksgiving tomorrow?

. . .

Arthur, Gabriel, STOP IT.

I'm ashamed of you both.

All right, Noah. I've got to hand it to you, you've one upped me this time. Enough fooling around and call off the telepath that you dragged into these petty little games.

Wow. This sake is strong.

Well, isn't this interesting? Certainly not where I was last.

This is . . . a bit much to take in.


ETA: PETER PETRELLI. You, young man, have some explaining to do . . . when I'm not busy.

I do not know how I feel about these 'modern' clothes.

They seem very impractical. And cold.

How is your neck, Mr. Monroe?

This place never ceases to give me a headache. Arthur, darling, I think I need a vacation before my brain decides to explode.

Why did you bring me here? What are you supposed to be showing me? And where the hell did you go?!

EDIT: [OOC: Comments contain spoilers for Season 3 of Heroes. You have been warned.]

This is unsettling.

All right! Enough of this separate corners, bullshit. We need family time. Now. And I mean everyone. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.

Please?

This is...odd. Can someone explain how I woke up in an apartment that isn't my own?

I seem to have missed quite a bit, haven't I?