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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[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.

[lovemykilt]

"Um." Priestly said intelligently.

It was too early in the morning for teenage dramatics.

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

"Just wait until I tell Mom you have a secret life in a portal town running a diner with your long lost twin brother and another daughter."

Wait, that actually sounded pretty damn cool.

[lovemykilt]

Priestly rubbed his hand down his face. "You're, like, four years younger than I am," he said. "Notice that, yet?"

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

She hadn't, no.

"What are you getting at?"

[lovemykilt]

"Welcome to Fandom, daughter of mine," Priestly drawled. "You've traveled through time and space to meet your father as a young man before he possibly even met your mother."

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

". . . where you have another daughter?"

Pull the other one, Priestly.

[lovemykilt]

"Where other potential future children have shown up in the past." Priestly tilted his head and looked at her. "Who's your mom, anyway? You're not Dinah's kid." She was too surly. "April?"

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

"Jesus, Dad, how many women have you been with?"

[lovemykilt]

"Just answer the damn question, dammit."

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

"Name 'Platisha' ring a bell?"

[lovemykilt]

Priestly barked a laugh. "You're Tish's kid!" He grinned at her. "I can totally see it. Come on in. What's your name? We didn't name you something stupid, did we?"

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

"Jane," she said. "Aka 'boring'."

[lovemykilt]

"Oh honey," Priestly said. "It could be so much worse. You eaten yet?"

[hasafirstname.livejournal.com]

Yes. "No." Jane came into the apartment, looking around. "And yeah, 'cause 'Dick and Jane' jokes are totally non-scarring."

[lovemykilt]

"Platisha," Priestly said. "And Boaz. 'Jane' is a great name."