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Tweak says, "Cantaloupe!"

lydia martin (futureimperfect) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2019-11-04 20:36:00

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!ageplot, inactive: lydia martin, inactive: stiles stilinski

WHO: Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinksi
WHERE: Starting in the flat, and then ?
WHEN: Monday
WARNINGS: Probably 0

At the rate the entity was going with all of these events, it was going to take Lydia four years to finish her two years of college. Not that she was in any particular rush while she was here, but she did like her classes. There was no way she was getting on a subway train to school when there were three kids in the apartment. Well, two kids and a teenager. And work was right out as well. She was letting them roam the building freely without hovering too much, but if they needed something she wanted to be close by. She had no idea if that was right, but she had no idea if any of what she was doing was right. And she couldn't exactly call her mom.

Standing in the kitchen with a notepad in hand, she was taking stock of the dismal state of their pantry. They were eating so much, and she hadn't wanted to run out to the store to replenish in case she was needed. The idea of bringing Scott and Stiles with her was way too nerve-wracking. She'd definitely lose one of them, if not both. She had so much more respect for Melissa, Claudia, and Noah right now.

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futureimperfect
2019-11-05 03:35 am UTC (link)

As long as he only pushed the first-floor button instead of every single floor, Lydia was happy to let him continue. The elevator had probably seen worse and survived. "That's a pretty good answer," she smiled and reached across to finger-comb his hair a little flatter. She wasn't prepared to have the question turned back on her, especially not during a moment when Goodland was being difficult. Not super difficult, but not easy, either. "I like meeting new friends, too. I like that a lot of my friends from home are here." The doors dinged back open before she had to come up with any more answers, and hopefully he'd be distracted enough not to want more info.

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sarcasticfriend
2019-11-05 03:44 am UTC (link)

Pushing all of the buttons would have been fun, but he figured that Lydia would get mad if he did something like that, so he restrained himself and had only pushed the one button that needed to be pushed. "It is?" He hadn't been so sure, but she said that it was. He reached up and scratched at the spot she had just fixed. "Do you think we'll ever get to go home?" he asked as the doors opened and he followed her out of the elevator.

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futureimperfect
2019-11-05 03:51 am UTC (link)

Lydia's answer was immediate and confident. "Definitely. You'll be home before you know it." Already people had been changing back. Which was a good sign. They weren't just leaving after changing ages. It was chilly as they stepped outside, even with the sun shining. They'd be eating the ice cream inside, no way was she going to let him eat it in the cold. "Scott'll go with you, too, so you don't have to worry about that."

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sarcasticfriend
2019-11-05 03:58 am UTC (link)

"Really?" It was the answer that he wanted to hear, but would it actually come true? Would he really get to go home soon? He hoped Lydia was right. He barely noticed the temperature change after they stepped out of the apartment building. He was pretty much focused on the conversation and looking up at Lydia as they walked. "What if he gets stuck here and I go home? That would suck."

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futureimperfect
2019-11-05 04:11 am UTC (link)

"Really." He wouldn't even remember being gone, if they were right. "Scott would never stay if you were leaving. He followed you here, didn't he? He'll do the same on the way back." The park wasn't too far away, and once they were inside the fence, she let his hand go. She wished she'd brought a book to read while he played, but at least this way she wouldn't be tempted into not paying attention in case he decided to make a run for the street. "Maybe if this place is fun, we can come back with Scott, Cisco, Nico, and Didi?"

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sarcasticfriend
2019-11-05 04:18 am UTC (link)

He titled his head a little, thinking about the question. "Umm, yeah, I guess so." He really did hope she was right. Because he really didn't want to go home without Scott.

He dropped his hand away from her's once they were in the park. He looked from left to right. Yeah, this was definitely better than some rooftop. "I like that idea!" And he wasted no time running off towards the slide. He went on that a few times before taking off towards another thing. He pretty much kept running around between each thing until he ended up on the swings.

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futureimperfect
2019-11-05 04:25 am UTC (link)

Stiles was like a tiny tornado, and Lydia was getting tired just from watching him. Moving to a nearby bench, she sat there with her hand shoved in her pockets for warmth and watched him take on all the park had to offer. Clearly this was a sign she was giving him too much sugar, but she wasn't going to go back on her promise now. Not wanting to take her eyes off of him for a minute, just in case, she spent her time taking note all of the ways the tiny Stiles was like the bigger one.

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	sarcasticfriend 2019-11-05 04:43 am UTC (link)
	He swung on the swing a for a moment before jumping off and running towards Lydia. "Come swing with me," he said as he grabbed her hand and started to pull her up. Not that he could actually pull her up, so he was basically just tugging until she either pulled her hand away or got up. "You should have fun too!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	futureimperfect 2019-11-05 04:48 am UTC (link)
	Lydia followed him to the swings, giving it a once over. "Are you sure you want me to swing? I could push you instead." It had been years since she'd been on a swingset. So long that she couldn't even remember it. But she'd swing if he wanted her to. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sarcasticfriend 2019-11-05 04:54 am UTC (link)
	Stiles didn't let go of her hand until they reached the swings. "Yes!" He grabbed one swing and held it towards her before grabbing the next one and getting on it. "Don't you swing anymore?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

futureimperfect
2019-11-05 05:00 am UTC (link)

Lydia got in the swing he'd picked out for her and backed up until her legs were straight, hands braced on the chain as she looked over at him. "Not usually, no. My friends and I are usually busy with other things." Staying alive being chief among them... Lifting her feet, she let herself swing leisurely, the hem of her dress tucked between her thighs. No one was getting a show today, thanks.

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	sarcasticfriend 2019-11-05 05:10 am UTC (link)
	"Like what?" Stiles asked curiously as he leaned his against the chain and watched as Lydia swung back and forth. He was kind of forgetting to do swing himself. "Do you have a lot of friends?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	futureimperfect 2019-11-05 05:17 am UTC (link)
	"Well, we have homework. And some of us have jobs. I have very good friends, which I like better than having a lot of friends." Not the answer she would have given a few years ago. Looking over at him, she noticed he wasn't swinging and straightened her legs into the ground, stopping. "Now why aren't you swinging?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

sarcasticfriend
2019-11-05 05:29 am UTC (link)

He scrunched up his face when she mentioned homework. Homework was not fun. "Those don't sound fun. Don't you do anything fun?" he asked. "OoOoh. Some is better than none." He looked down and then back up again. Oh, right, he wasn't swinging. He was just sitting still and staring at Lydia while they spoke. "I was talking to you?" He grinned at her before he started moving his little legs to get him going again.

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futureimperfect
2019-11-06 02:32 pm UTC (link)

"Homework can be fun!" If this wasn't temporary, she'd have to figure out how to convince them all to go to school, wouldn't she? Great. She'd cross that bridge if it lasted more than two weeks. "We go out, too. Bowling. Lacrosse games. Trivia." There was the same sass. Now it was her turn to sit on the swing and watch him. "What do you do for fun when you aren't stuck here with me?"

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	sarcasticfriend 2019-11-07 01:08 am UTC (link)
	"Nu uh." He did not believe her. There was no way that homework could be fun. "Those things are fun?" he asked. He's never done any of them, so it was a good question to ask. "This and watching movies with my mom. And playing with Scott." Now it was his turn to notice that he was the one swinging and Lydia was sitting still. "Can we get ice cream now?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	futureimperfect 2019-11-07 03:31 am UTC (link)
	"They're fun," she assured him, though if he didn't believe her about the homework he probably wouldn't believe her about anything else. "What's your favorite movie to watch with your mom?" She looked around the park, pursing her lips. "Are you sure you're done here at the park? After ice cream, I don't have many more ideas to keep you entertained." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

sarcasticfriend
2019-11-07 03:56 am UTC (link)

Stiles didn't have to think of his answer to that question. He knew it right away. "Star Wars." He smiled brightly and then glanced around the park, too, when Lydia had. "Yeah, I'm sure. I want ice cream." He swung back and forth a few more times before jumping off of the swing and landing in the sand. "Come on!" He glanced back at Lydia before he took off towards the entrence of the park.

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	futureimperfect 2019-11-07 04:03 am UTC (link)
	"Stiles! Wait!" Lydia was out of her seat and chasing after him as fast as she could, but running in heeled boots wasn't always easy. She'd said he only would get ice cream if he behaved, so she hoped he'd follow the order and not go racing off without her. It was dangerous out there. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sarcasticfriend 2019-11-07 04:08 am UTC (link)
	Stiles was running. He pretty much didn't stop until he reached the sidewalk. That's when he stopped and turned around to see if Lydia was catching up to him or not. "Hurry up!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	futureimperfect 2019-11-07 04:14 am UTC (link)
	Relieved he'd stopped, Lydia caught up to him with a frown, immediately taking a knee when she was close enough to look him in the eye. "Hey. What did I say about listening to me? You scared me; I didn't know if you were going to stop." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sarcasticfriend 2019-11-07 04:19 am UTC (link)
	Stiles looked Lydia in the eye when she got down to his level. The smile he had faded away. He didn't mean to scare her. He just got too excited and wanted to get going already. "I'm sorry." He looked away and looked down at the ground, feeling kind of bad that he did that to her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	futureimperfect 2019-11-07 04:27 am UTC (link)
	Reaching out, she gently lifted his chin so he could see she was smiling. He'd said he was sorry without prompting and he clearly felt bad about it. She didn't want to ruin his whole day. "Thank you, just promise me you won't do that again, alright? And let's go get that ice cream." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

sarcasticfriend
2019-11-07 04:35 am UTC (link)

He looked up since he kind of didn't have a choice. He was almost scared to see the look on her face, but when he saw that she was smiling he was a little confused. Wasn't she mad? He thought she would be. "I promise. I won't do it again." He ended the sentence with a sharp nod of his head. "Okay!" The smile was back and he was grabbing her hand to show that he wasn't going to take off again.

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	futureimperfect 2019-11-07 04:40 am UTC (link)
	"Thank you. I don't like being scared." Lydia gave his hand a little squeeze and stood up, brushing the dirt from her knees with her free hand. "What flavor are you going to get?" The ice cream was only a blook away, thank god. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)