Loft above Luke's, Saturday morning

[lovemykilt]

Priestly was sleeping in, today, thank you very much. Unless his housemate woke him up to demand breakfast, he wasn't planning on being up until well into the afternoon. He'd woken up long enough to note that he wasn't feeling crazy horny for the first time in a week and decided that that deserved a nice, long morning off from doing anything remotely adult-like or responsible.

The plan was doomed, but he didn't know that yet. The couch was comfortable, Dean was running the diner, Momoko was . . . doing whatever she was doing this morning, and all was right with the world.

[ooc: for a particular child, but also open for other visitors, including and especially the one who arrived last night, should she care to ping.]

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[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

Jane considered just picking the lock and walking into the apartment Dean had directed her to, but if he wasn't lying to her to get her to join the mafia or something -- what? that lumberjack look had to be a cover -- and her dad was really in there, she didn't want him asking why she knew how to pick locks in the first place.

So she knocked. And then folded her arms in a carefully practiced belligerent pose, ready to tell her dad off for running away through a portal without telling her or Mom first.

[lovemykilt]

Priestly flapped a hand at the door as though that would open it. When it didn't, he looked up grumpily. "Whoozit!"

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

That actually sounded like her dad, yeah. The mafia thing was looking less likely. She knew she shouldn't actually be disappointed, but. . . .

"Your daughter."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly blinked sleepily for a moment, then sat bolt upright on the couch.

Oh yeah, Prom had been last night, hadn't it?

He stumbled over to the door, taking a moment to make sure he'd slept in at least pants last night (yep, pants and even a shirt this time. It said "no one knows I'm a lesbian", so not the most appropriate outfit for daughter-greeting), then swung it open.

". . . You're not Lena."

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

"YOU HAVE ANOTHER DAUGHTER?!"

That was the kind of thing a girl wanted to know, Priestly.

[heromaniac]

Momoko had had dreams last night, thank you Fandom. She only hoped that Jaime wasn't going to somehow choose this weekend to show up because she was not sure she wouldn't blush herself to death. Or worse, actually jump him!

She stayed in Priestly's borrowed bed just a bit longer to think about it, but she wasn't feeling at all like she had been yesterday, so maybe the weirdness was all over? Yay! She ran a hand through her tousled hair and headed into the living room. "Priestly, do you mind if I take a shower?"

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

Jane smirked at her and offered a little wave. "April or Dinah?" she asked. "Or neither? How many girlfriends does Dad have?"

[heromaniac]

"I'm Momoko... Dad???" Momoko stared at the girl. "Oh no! Prom... Wait, you're not Lena!"

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

Really, now, they were going to give her a complex. "Jane," she said. "But I'm starting to wonder about this half-sister of mine."

[heromaniac]

"Jane? Jane. Jane..." Momoko blinked and then tugged at her pajamas, shaking her head. Nope didn't remember a 'Jane'. And since Jane didn't know who Momoko was, she wasn't her mom.

"Ah. You've never visited before, sorry. Uhm. So you're Priestly's daughter? Who's April?"

[momokodomo]

Momoko had collected Boaz from the diner and explained that Boaz had time traveled and so far the girl had taken it really well. Totally better than Momoko had taken the fact that somewhere there was a child she was raising named BOAZ who had no dad.

"And you're sure you don't have an uncle named Priestly?" So she wasn't friends with him in that world? But she'd named her daughter after him! This was so confusing.

"No, mom," Boaz rolled her eyes.

Momoko nodded, and then knocked on Priestly's door. Maybe if they met?

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

"How many kids do you have?" Jane asked, getting up to go answer the door, and giving Priestly his first good look at the wings tattooed over her shoulders.

And -- "Is that a bodice piercing?!"

Jane smirked. "Yeah, that was Mom's reaction, too." She opened the door. "We're not buying any girl scout cookies."

[newlances.livejournal.com]

Sin had followed the man who looked like Uncle Priestly up to the apartment over the diner, and was now holding Lasumi's hand. Mostly to keep him from doing anything awful.

"Momomama?" She was checking again this time, and keeping a hold on Lasumi. What if it wasn't her, but someone else who just looked like family?

When the older girl opened the door, she stepped back, frowning.

[techhasfeelings.livejournal.com]

Alec peered inside. "Hi Aunt Momomoko!" she said. "Hi Uncle Priestly!"

[momokodomo]

Sin was having her usual run of luck holding onto her little brother's hand today. "Momomama!" he ran to her excitedly, brushing past the girl she was standing with to raise his arms. "Up! Up!"

"Sin?" Momoko recognized her, but the others... And since when did Sin call her mama? She was Dinah's daughter! "Uhm?" This was her confused face. Can everyone see it?

Boaz's face was a mirror of her mother's as she looked at the little boy calling her mom 'mama'. "She's my mom, not yours." She didn't say it unkindly, just... matter of factly. And then reached out to pat the boy's head. He was really cute, and she'd always wanted a little brother.

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

"Auntie Momo! Auntie Momo! I met a little girl today and I totally spoke Nihongo to her and I was really, really good at it!"

Boaz might have disagreed, if she were--Oh, there she was. "Oh! You know Auntie Momo, too!"

[heromaniac]

Momoko looked up at the voice... ah, someone who looked familiar. Sort of. "Kayla? Ah! KAYLA!!"


Boaz craned her neck and grinned, waving madly. "Hi Kayla hi! This is my mom! Of course I know her!"

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

Ready for a flutter-tackle-hug, Momoko? You'd better be, because Kayla was divebombing you for one.

But it was Boaz she was talking to. "But you're not Elena!"

Which makes total sense to everyone else in the room, right?

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

"Who is that strange male downstairs who is not Unca Priestly but has his face?!" Kayla demanded, fluttering several feet above the ground in consternation. "Also, I'm hungry and need breffest, please, Unca Priestly!"

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

"Holy shit, Dad." Jane said. "You don't even have any siblings!"

Priestly rolled his eyes at her, then looked over at Kayla. "Let me guess, your mom's Karla? I have eggs cooking up if you want some."

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

Pssht, like she would answer such a patently silly question like that. Obviously her mommy was her mommy. Duh.

"Yay, eggs!" Beat. "Are you makin' pancakes, too? I'm extra-hungry today. And the weird male downstairs didn't even get me anything to eat!"

She was very affronted at that. She was little and needed food to grow!

[lovemykilt]

"That'd be Dean," Priestly said. "He's new."

But probably wouldn't change when he wasn't, any more. "Pancakes take longer. Let's start with the eggs and maybe some toast?"

[newlances.livejournal.com]

"Kayla?" Sin gave her a pleased smile, then a bewildered look. "You're my age. Kind of." For a little while, with time-differences, they'd been the same age. Then Kayla had grown up, and Sin had gotten used to that.

[wingedwitchling.livejournal.com]

Kayla looked at Sin, puzzled. "You look like a little girl from my mama's pictures," she said. "Is your name Sin?"

[newlances.livejournal.com]

Another blink, then Sin nodded. "Yes. And you are Aunt Karla's little girl. But a different age. You know of me, but-- we haven't met before?" This weekend just kept getting stranger.