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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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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?