33 Apocalypse Ave, Saturday Morning

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After a night spent crashing in the front room catching up on some of the K-dramas that had come out while she'd been dead, Kathy decided that it was a good morning to make a hearty Korean breakfast. It was definitely cold enough that the hotteok sellers would be out in force in the streets of K-town and gaeran tost-u was always a hearty breakfast food. Kathy decided to make something like a Southwestern vegetarian omelette for the tost-u and set to work chopping, dicing, and slicing the fillings while waiting for the hotteok dough to rise. She still wasn't up to eating meat yet, but figured everyone else in the house would appreciate a side of bacon with their meals. And maybe if she fried the tost-u bread in the bacon drippings, she could get a little bit of the flavor without tripping over her current aversion to meat?

It was worth a shot, anyway.

Not knowing that anything was weird yet, Kathy danced and sang around the kitchen, hoping Raven had fallen asleep in her room last night instead of out in a tree somewhere, planning on waking the guys up with breakfast in bed. It was a good morning and already the house was beginning to smell of delicious sugary pancakes, frying bacon, and brewing coffee.

And the strains of upbeat pop music, too. Because you couldn't cook breakfast without bouncing around to the bippiest music you could find.

[Open for housemates and wandering children alike, warning for SP in the afternoon]

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"That's dumb, too," Eliot allowed. "But it's hard to spell 'ER-uh-er-uh-oooooo!'"

He could do all the barnyard animals. Wasn't Kathy so proud?

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She was, in fact! Because it meant that she could harass Eliot to make them all for her again when he was proper Eliot-sized again.

"Sounds like you practice a lot," Kathy said, not even bothering to hide her smile. "Bet your mom loves that."

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Grown-up Eliot would growl and refuse until he was absolutely certain no one and nothing but Kathy was watching. And then do all the animal noises she wanted just to make her smile.

"That's usually when she goes 'EL GO PLAY OUTSIDE!' Even when it's raining."

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All of them, Eliot. She was going to ask for all of them.

"You end up playing outside a lot, don't you?" Kathy asked with amused sympathy for both mother and child. "But I bet you get into all kind of adventures."

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"I like the outside! Sometimes Dad and I go on camping trips and catch fish and hunt and stuff! I'm real good at it."

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Kathy's smile twisted a little bit at this Eliot, who still had his dad, both physically and emotionally. "You know, I'm not sure I've ever been fishing before," she said. "And definitely not hunting."

Being an ex didn't count, according to the decision she just made.

"Maybe sometime I'll have to have you take me out and show me the ropes. Or the lines. Whatever fishing terminology."

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“Poles?” Eliot guessed, then shrugged. “That could be fun. I’ve never taught anyone fishing. Gertie thinks it’s gross.”

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"She doesn't like putting the wriggly little worms on the hooks?" Kathy asked, waggling her fingers at him and sticking out her tongue.

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"She likes the pink and frilly stuff." Eliot sighed. "I wish I had a better sister."

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"Hey now," Kathy said, "don't say that. Little sisters can be hard to understand, but in the end, they'll always have your back. Trust me."

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"But she's so small."

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"She'll grow, silly," Kathy pointed out with a laugh. "Might even end up taller than you one day."

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"Nuh-uh. She's a girl."

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Oh Eliot. Sweet summer child.

"Girls can be tall," Kathy pointed out. "Girls can even get over six feet."