Apartment Above Lukes, Friday Afternoon

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Kathy was prepping for Pride over the weekend. Most of the merchandise she was planning for the booth had already been boxed up at the store, but she was folding pamphlets and making bracelets out of embroidery floss and beads that she'd picked up from Hobby Lobby when she'd taken a trip over there to discuss which store was going to hand out the birth control. The bracelets all corresponded with the various Pride flags; it was like an eighth grade craft project up in here.

But it was fun and relaxing and made for nice breaks between constant pamphlet folding while still letting her feel like she was being productive. Win/win.

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"Right after the last one is usually a good bet," Kathy said. "It's been awhile, so we're due, but it's probably not going to get super-crazy until August."

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"Pretty sure the aliens were mid-July," Eliot pointed out. "And I was definitely a griffin shortly after the fourth last year. . . ."

Aren't you sad you missed that, Kathy?

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"You were a whut?"

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"You know, head of an eagle, body of a lion? Had wings and everything. It rained bubblegum or something one day and I could not get it out of my feathers. . . ." He shook his head. "Apparently the pony's big nemesis came to town or something for a week. Hardison was a pony. Parker was the only one of us to actually keep her fingers."

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"Okay, so there are just some things I did not miss about this island," Kathy said, shaking her head. "Waking up with four legs is one of them."

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"I'll take four limbs over gettin' pistol whipped by Hardison any day."

Because let's just review everything Kathy had missed while off-island in one go, shall we?

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"What?!"

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Eliot winced, hand going up to the tiny, mostly faded scars along his temple. "In his defense, he'd been taken over by a parasitic alien bent on world domination at the time."

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"I need you to think about the phrase you just said because what?"

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Eliot sighed. "Because Fandom. That do ya?"

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"You know, I don't know if it's comforting or terrifying that an ex-dead girl wandering around the island is barely weird enough to earn a mention," Kathy said with a sigh.

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"Who says it can't be both?"

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"Porque no los dos," Kathy mumbled.

It was a meme, Eliot, one of those internet things. Never mind.

"Is this what you used to think about doing with your kid when you were younger?" she asked. "Teaching them to play guitar and talking them through teenage crises? I'm going to go out on a limb and assume you never pictured adopting a zombie orphan."

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"You kidding? That's just what I always dreamed."

A joke answer was easier than admitting that the last time he'd pictured himself as a father was back when he was still a kid himself.

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Kathy had pretty much guessed that herself. You didn't spend a lot of time thinking about the next generation when you thought you were going to die young.

"So you thought about kids around the same time you were debating being a fireman and an astronaut?"

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"Cowboy or pirate," Eliot said. "I read a lot of old adventure novels when I was a kid."

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"Settled on cowboy, huh?" Kathy asked.

Look, daughters were supposed to tease their dads about their, well, everything.

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"I'm pretty sure you could argue I became both."

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"Eliot choose both, news at 11," Kathy teased, tossing a bisexual pride bracelet at him.

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Eliot caught the bracelet with a laugh. He recognized this color scheme -- Cassie had taken to emailing him bisexual pride memes. "Well, it's worked out damn well for me so far."

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"I can't argue with that, Captain Cowboy," Kathy said. "How did you know you loved them? Was it at the same time, or...?"

She'd realized she'd never heard the story before. And it seemed a nice beginning to Pride.

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Eliot smiled and shrugged. "Wasn't really an instant thing, you know? Kinda creeped up on me. I was still in lone-wolf mode when we first met. Took me awhile to break the habit of keepin' everyone at arm's length."

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"Well, what happened?" Kathy asked, cupping her chin in her hand. "You were grumpy 'I don't need anyone' for awhile, they ignored you because it was patently obvious you were wrong, and then...?"

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"Well, first Hardison had to get over himself and actually make a move with Parker. We were all known for workin' alone when we first got together as a team." This wasn't just Eliot being dense, was what he was saying. "Hell, watchin' Hardison moon over Parker and Parker learn what the hell feelings for other people even were was part of why I didn't get around to makin' my own for so long."

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"So it was basically a sitcom, everyone trying to figure out what the next step was?" Kathy asked. "I bet your friend Sophie was amused."