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MHA #4, Saturday Morning
Last night had been a good night. Stark's suit had suffered a little once they made their way from the party back to Summer's apartment but that was to be expected. The suit, along with Summer's dress, was on the floor of the bedroom while Stark and Summer were quite cozy and comfortable in her bed.
It was a good day for a nice, quiet lie-in. Neither of them had any plans or anywhere to be and they had a vague plan for a trip to discuss. Sure, they might need food or coffee at some point but until then they could just enjoy a peaceful morning, together.
"I said I would show you the hotels I looked at," Stark said. "Here." It had taken a minute to locate his phone but he was now back in the bed where he belonged, snuggling back up to his favorite person, and holding out the phone for her approval. "The restaurant in this one I think you'll like." Because it was pink.
[For the scandalously modded owner of the apartment and obviously nobody else who else would be there? Honestly. Although, like, I guess people could knock.]
It was a good day for a nice, quiet lie-in. Neither of them had any plans or anywhere to be and they had a vague plan for a trip to discuss. Sure, they might need food or coffee at some point but until then they could just enjoy a peaceful morning, together.
"I said I would show you the hotels I looked at," Stark said. "Here." It had taken a minute to locate his phone but he was now back in the bed where he belonged, snuggling back up to his favorite person, and holding out the phone for her approval. "The restaurant in this one I think you'll like." Because it was pink.
[For the scandalously modded owner of the apartment and obviously nobody else who else would be there? Honestly. Although, like, I guess people could knock.]
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She gave Stark a somewhat disparaging look. "A call is hardly an ambush."
But she also knew how her father could get when the two of them were fighting, too. He was so dramatic that everything probably felt like an ambush.
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Try not to sound too excited, Stark.
"Unless you'd like to call him from my phone? Or Summer's?" he suggested as he turned to head back downstairs. "He might prefer hearing from you."
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"Come downstairs for a while and we'll decide what to do then. Summer might have a better idea."
He hoped she did anyway. "Here. This apartment, right downstairs from mine."
He nodded to the door and rapped his knuckles on it twice before opening it. "I've brought your sister," he called out, "just...a different one."
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In fact, Cass gasped. "New sister just dropped!"
Her chair scraped on the floor behind her as she scrambled out of it and went rushing toward the door, with Bixby following close behind, and Summer was just shaking her head at all of them.
"Oh!" Cass grinned excitedly when she saw her. "Older sister!"
Actually, Calli was about the same age as the both of them, but that was fair, she definitely did look older, especially when she lifted her chin and adjusted her glasses as she inspected the other two children.
"Hi, I'm Bixby!" Bixby said. "This is Cass. It's short for Casser--"
"Bixby!" Summer warned. "Don't."
He grinned, unashamed, and asked, "What's your name?"
"Callida," she said. "It means Clever. Most people just call me Calli. I brought cupcakes, but there's only enough for one each, and the coffee one in the back has to be saved for my father." A sigh. "Once my dad can actually be bothered to call him."
And through all that, Summer was just sort of shifting her look worriedly toward Stark. "No Ziya?" she asked.
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And he was going to deal with that later he couldn't deal with it now.
"I have to call Ignis." That was the more pressing issue. "About...his daughter."
The look he was giving Summer now was very clearly a cry for help.
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And Summer would also have a few things to deal with there, later, and she was about to move over to him for what was likely some much needed comfort, but that last part pretty much stopped her in her tracks.
"I'm sorry," she said, not for the lack of Ziya, but for her apparently terrible hearing, "Ignis??"
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"She doesn't want to go to the creepy house in the woods to look for him." She was clever, wasn't she? "So she found me first. But I...do you think you could tell him?"
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"Oooh!" said Cass, darting a hand in. "Claiming the pink one before Mom does!"
"Or Dad," Bixby pointed out, as he took a much longer time deciding, because he wanted to try and make sure that he didn't pick one that someone else would want.
"And already had mine," Calli said, "so don't worry about me."
"Oh, don't worry," said Cass, already with frosting on her nose as she peeled away the wrapper, "we weren't going to."
And while all this was happening, Summer was just shaking her head and trying not to laugh now. "Yeah," she told Stark, "I'll call him. But seriously, dude? Ignis? Also, like, how do you end up having a kid with a chocobro before I do when I've known them for practically ever? I mean, I guess I could have one running around. Maybe I should check the gym...."
But her phone was already out and she was pulling up Ignis' number, and she was making the call and waiting for him to pick up, so she just left a message.
"Heeeeey, Igggggy, it's Suuuuuuummmer. I'm sure you're already drowning in fake kids from your hot goth girlfriend, but Stark picked up a stray that's apparently yours and his. Anyway, her name is Calli, she seems very smart and judgmental and has a coffee cupcake that she's saving for you, so, quite honestly, I'd believe it. Call me back when you get the chance, we'll keep an eye on her until then! Oh, hey, and if you hear anything from Gladio, by like, any chance, let me know? I'm just curious. Okay, talk to you soon, byeeeee-eeeee."
And then she ended the call and looked at Stark. "Well. Guess we'll see where that gets us."
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"That will go much better coming from you than from me," Stark said to Summer. "I think."
Why couldn't he have had a nice shirtless child with Gladio, instead?
or better yet, Prompto!"Come have a cupcake with us," he continued, reaching for her hand.
"Yeah, Mom!" the gingers chorused around mouthfuls of cake.
"They aren't even gross," Cass said, grinning.
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But the frown of consternation that wrinkled her brow was growing deeper by the moment, not at all helped when Stark held out his hand for Summer's and she took it. She looked at Summer for a moment, before her eyes went back to her dad.
"So do you...both...have...girlfriends here?"
"Oh, no," Summer interjected quickly, "I'm not--"
"Everybody," Cass interrupted her mother's interruption, "has all sorts of weird mom and dad combos for this week. You went through the portal, right? This is where all our parents met--"
"Not all," Bixby reminded her, "Ziya's mom was from before, remember?"
"Oh, yeah! Okay, so it's where some parents met. You'll see when we leave the apartment, there's gonna be kids like us everywhere, and parents like our Dad who are all confused about all of it. It's pretty fun. I'm glad we came back again this year."
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"It's an odd weekend," he said, turning his attention back to Calli. "For everyone. You're familiar with the island but not with...this? You knew where my apartment was. And the bakery. And the house in the woods."
He wasn't going to address the 'girlfriend' question. Best just to let that go.
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A beat.
"After getting cupcakes."
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Had Ignis moved him somewhere in this very strange version of reality? That was odd enough in and of itself.
"You did very well, tracking down the cupcakes and me."
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What could possibly go wrong there?
"And...Insomnia is where Ignis is from, originally, isn't it? I've never been. Yet?"
Alternate universes were weird, okay?