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PostPosted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 3:40 pm


sid n' sinny
fun in the fun house


Someone was chasing him. Sidney peeked over his shoulder as he ran, weaving through the thin, mirrored halls. Where was the exit?

If he could find that, he'd be safe.

The beast roared, and suddenly it was on top of him.

"I told you not to run ahead," Lex said, grabbing the Venus Fly Trap boy's around his waist and picking him up off of the ground. Sid kicked his feet and Lex grunted as the boy's boot made contact with some body part or another.

"But Unca 'Lexis, chasin' is more funner!"

"You can run around outside. If I put you down, do you promise to hold still?"

Sid nodded, his pale hair whipping Lex's cheek. Lex deposited him on the fun house floor and spun him around so they faced each other. He brought his handkerchief up to his nose. It was already spotted with blood.

"Wha' happened?" Sid asked.

"I ran into a wall," Lex replied.

"HA!" Sid slapped his knee and laughed about that for a long time, so long in fact, that Lex wasn't ready when the boy took off again, running through the mirror room as fast as his spindly legs could carry him.

And, of course, Sid ended up running smack dab into another kid. A red haired boy in jeans and a t-shirt was holding a small, green haired baby to look at the funny mirrors. They were right at the end of the hall and the boy's dark clothing prevented him from being noticed at first by the child.

Bailey blinked down, wondering vaguely why small children kept running into him. "Oh, hi...are you okay?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at the Venus flytrap.


Sid bounced back upon impact, landing on his backside and continuing to laugh, his breath hitching with the hilarity of the whole situation.

"He's fine," Lex said, coming around the last corner and down the hall, surprisingly sedate considering the fact that his favorite dress shirt now looked like someone had been killed in it. At least his nose had stopped bleeding outright. "I don't think he has any bones to break and he seems to like flinging himself around needlessly."

"I'm Sid!" the child said, standing up quickly and backing into Lex's leg with the suddenness of his movement. "Who's dat?" He pointed at the baby, then at the baby's leafy arms. "Coooool."

"This is Absinthe. He's my brother." the boy said, bouncing the tot a little. Sinny never had been particularly gifted with words but found himself gurgling a response to the child as well.

"Fan-koo."


"Well, we should get going, I suppose," Lex said, reaching for Sid's hand. These kids seemed nice enough, even if one of them was named after a hallucinogenic liquor, but it was probably a good idea to be outside when Sid decided to go wild again.

"Nuh uh," Sid disagreed. He took a step toward Bailey and looked at the mirror he and Absinthe had been focused on when Sid had interrupted them. He bent his legs, watching his body blob from 'normal' to 'super-midget-fat' in the blink of an eye. "What'choo do dere?" he asked. "Dat way's more mirrors," he said, pointing back where he had come from, his tone making it clear that he hadn't found them at all fun, even though he had been nearly hysterical with laughter moments before.

"Don't know yet. We've just come through from the mirrors and were looking at the last ones when you came by." Bailey explained, bouncing Sinny a bit so the tot could see himself change sizes - something that utterly delighted the monk. Sinny liked seeing himself get biiiiiiiiiiig and small, big small big small. He let out a shriek of amusement at it.

"Mm." Man, were these people slow! Sid wanted to run-run-run! He looked up as Sinny shrieked and Sid lifted a leg, grabbing his foot behind his back and hopping on the other.

"Sid," Lex warned. He pulled an apple juice box out of his back pocket and handed it to the boy.

Sid made a face. It was warm. "You's dun look like bruddas," he said, pulling the wrapper off of the juice box's straw and handing it back to Lex.



"That's cause we're both adopted. Mother found Sinny in a field after an explosion, and I came from outer space." the red child informed the hyper sprat. Honestly, some kids were so odd. But that was what made them interesting. Sinny was looking curiously at the juice box, all the while.

"Space!" Suddenly the pair were much more interesting in Sid's eyes. "Wassit like?"

Sid wasn't the only one whose interest was piqued. At the mention of the explosion that had preceeded the green-haired baby's entrance into the world, Lex was reminded of Sid's strange birth.

"I don't know. I was a baby." the boy said with a shrug. Truthfully, Bailey did know somewhat from his previous life, but at that time he was crazy so it didn't count much.

"Oh." Boring again. Sid noticed Sinny's interest in his drink and held it up for the baby to take.

"Did your mother tell you anything about the explosion?" Lex asked. "Was Absinthe injured in it?" He smiled the slightest bit, hoping he wasn't coming across as creepy. "I don't mean to pry, it's just... My employer was in a similar situation."

The tot gurgled happily and took hold of the juice box, sipping loudly.

Bailey laughed and pat the baby on his head. "Yeah, Sinny's got some burns on his arms. There was apparently a happy skipping businessman in a field full of hops plants and suddenly there was an explosion and he was off and running like he'd just won the lottery. Or that's how my mom and my brother described it. Sinny's got some burn marks but wasn't too freaked so I don't think he even knew there was an explosion. Or he came out of it. Either way."


Sid laughed too. "'S good," he said to the baby. "Better cold."

"Yes. Either way," Lex agreed. Well, besides the explosion, Absinthe's arrival and Sid's sounded nothing alike. Still, it was worth mentioning to Roxanna.

Sid reached up and grabbed Lex's hand. "C'monnnn," he said, crowding close and stepping on Lex's shoe.

Bailey laughed and pat Sinny on the head. "Um.....I hope you don't want the juicebox back. This little one is called the Droolmeister for a reason."

"Nah, 't's okay," Sid said. "Eeever'body should have juice." He began walking away from the mirror room, attempting to pull Lex's arm with him but getting nowhere with it until the man moved on his own. "C'mon!"

"Were you heading this way?" Lex asked. He felt sort of silly trying to herd children he wasn't responsible for, especially this one, who seemed rather grown-up on his own.

"Yes, most likely, if that's the proper direction of the fun house. We can't get out by going backwards. The only way to go back is to go forwards." the boy said with a nod, walking ahead into the next room, which seemed to be full of funny moving walkways.

"Ooo," Sid breathed. He let go of Lex's hand and scampered forward, kneeling on a nearby walkway and nearly getting his fingers caught by the edge of the conveyor belt. Lex kept his eye on the boy but kept his distance as well, at least until Sid started extending his tongue toward the dirty floor.

"Sidney..."

"Jus' kiddin'," Sid said, giggling to himself because he so obviously hadn't been simply fooling around. He reached down again and managed to grab what he had been trying to reach with his clumsy fingers. A plastic ring. He slid it on what passed for his thumb and stood, hurrying back on a bumpy walkway that was returning toward Bailey, Sinny and Lex. "Lookit," he said proudly.

Sinny leaned down to investigate the object, a small trickle of drool running down his cheek as he still suckled on the juicebox.

"Neat." the snake boy commented, though he was more wondering why a child would ever want to stick their tongue on a dirty floor like that, just for a ring.


Sid laughed and clasped his awesome, filthy ring to his chest. "C'mon again," he urged, reaching out a hand to Lex which the man ignored.

"Go on, Sid," he said. Unlike the plant child, Lex didn't get his jewelry from the floor. Rummaging around on the ground was a habit he would have to be sure to break Sid of, especially since it seemed more and more each day like Lex was going to be the one caring for Sidney during daylight hours.

The next room Sid burst into was preceded by a ramp and possessed a floor made entirely of transparent plastic. Underneath the room was a pit of alligators that were either really real or extremely lifelike. Lex had no comment. Outside, he had noticed a sign discouraging women from wearing skirts in the fun house, and this must have been the reason why.

in progress...
PostPosted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 3:41 pm


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PostPosted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 3:43 pm


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PostPosted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 3:45 pm


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PostPosted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 3:46 pm


A New Arrival
Bailey Bacardi was not in the habit of checking his mother’s mail – mostly since she almost never got any. That was her business, regardless of how often she said she didn’t care. However, some cases were just too important to ignore. Dartsmoore had been away for the day on business – most likely meaning she had been too fed up with Kahlua’s whining to stick around the house and had gone to a bar. Charlie was off somewhere, most likely catching up with an apparent old friend of his who’d arrived in town. Kahlua had finally shut the hell up and gone to his room to mope and so, as per expectations, Bailey was left to watch Absinthe.

Sinny was in the living room taking a nap when the mail arrived, so Bailey just went in to get and sort it before going back to spend time with his brother. There wasn’t much mail, usually, apart from the local ads and the occasional magazine someone in the family subscribed to. But that day there was another letter, one written to Dartsmoore. Since his mother so rarely got any mail, the red snake boy was more than curious about this odd letter. Dartie had often said that if she had secrets, she wouldn’t have them sent in a way so public so anything mailed to her was open game. The only condition to people being allowed to read whatever mail she got was that if it actually obligated the owner to something in some way, whoever opened the damn thing had to do it. This also included getting poisoned or going to pick up a kid, which in this case it was.

The strange envelope had been from some “Seven of Seven” place and had pretty much said Dartsmoore was to come and take in a kid. Okay. Well, he opened the letter so it was his duty to go and collect her – that was mother’s rule and that was how it’d be. So, of course, he had to go and pack up Sinny – Kahlua was safe home alone so long as he was warned he’d be alone and told to behave himself, but Absinthe was not safe left alone in a house with only Lu. Dartie and Charlie may not want to pay much attention to Absinthe but they were capable of babysitting for short times, whereas Kahlua was not.

Soon enough they were inside of a creepy institutional looking building and Sinny was clinging shyly to Bailey’s shoulder. The toddler was usually quite open and happy but now he was rather frightened. Bailey too was somewhat stiff and straight standing – this place reminded him way too much of his former self, former life, and that was rather unpleasant.

The technician who was going to hand off the kid was shocked and appalled to see a child coming and claiming he was to take charge of another child! The idiocy!

“Go away you two brats! This is a business!” the bewildered tech grumped, trying to wave them off.

Calmly, his words stiff, Bailey held out the letter. “I am here to retrieve a child that was sent to be in my mother’s care. She is presently unavailable and I agreed to come and take our new family member home. If you would just allow me to take the child, we can be on our way.” His tone and words sounded far beyond those of his apparent age – and as this was Gaia, the tech started to question if the kid may really be a kid at all.

After a bit of a staring contest between the dumbfounded technician and Bailey, the small girl was brought out. She was a scared looking little thing, with purple skin and soft feathery wings that were wrapped tightly around her. The oddest thing about the girl wasn’t even her horns or funky appearance – it was her strange little eyes that reminded Bailey of a fox. She was silent and reserved as she took the boy’s proffered hand and followed him out of the building.

Once outside, both Bails and Sinny felt much more at ease. The toddler gently reached out and lightly prodded the girl’s horns. Her eyebrows rose in a show of surprise but her eyes didn’t seem to change, remaining strangely closed as she emitted a little “eep!”

Bailey looked down at her, a little surprised. “Are you okay? Sinny didn’t hurt you did he? He’s just never seen horns before.”

Turning up to face Bailey, the girl was almost shaking in terror about possibly getting yelled at, until she heard his soft words and saw the gentle concern on his face through her strange eyes. At that point, her expression changed from fear to wonder to complete joy. This person wasn’t a hard cold nasty who didn’t want her!

“Yaaaaaaaay!” Immediately, Bailey’s midsection was engulfed in a huuuuuuuuge hug from the small girl, “I was soooo scared you wouldn’t like me and that you’d be meaaaaan! But you’re niiiice!”

Sinny cooed with joy to see the other child so happy – happy was something he easily registered – and Bailey was more than pleased to see her cheerful. Absinthe leaned over to play with the girl’s horns a bit more, smiling and squeeing as he did. She didn’t mind that at all and even giggled at it!

Bailey grinned at the girl now. “So………did they give you a name there?” he asked her quietly.

At that she shook her head, pouting a bit. “Nope.”

“Hm….well that means we won’t have to rename you, and you can get named in true Dartsmoore fashion – I’ll try to find something nice for you.” He assured her, which was the final note before they walked home (the girl skipping all the way in anticipation for having a name)

*~*
“Ebony, that’s a pretty girl’s name. And Ebony Secret’s a brand of drink so mother shouldn’t object to that. And for her middle……….”

“What about Morgan from Captain Morgan’s?” Kahlua suggested from his spot on the couch where he was reading a book and looking over at the computer where the new girl, and Bailey were seated.

“Morgan’s a pretty one. What do you think, kiddling? Does Ebony Morgan sound good to you?” Bails asked, teasingly grinning to the little girl. She reminded him quite a bit of Elly and he already had thought of Elly as a little sister, so this girl was fitting in with him quite nicely.

“Yeeeeeees! Ebby’s a pretty name!” the newly dubbed Ebony said happily.

“Ebony! It’s E-BO-NY!” Kahlua grumped loudly. Did she really have to mispronounce it?

“It’s all right to have a nickname, ‘Lu. We all have them. We can call Ebony Ebby if she likes.” And it seemed she did, from her squees, hugs, and nods.

*~*
Charlie was confused a bit when he came home to find a new kid in the house and his cousin not even home yet, but he didn’t much care so long as she behaved. Dartie was even more lax about it. “K, what’s her name and which room’s she getting?” was all she needed to know after she was informed that Ebby was their’s. So the girl was already on her way to perfectly fitting into the Dartsmoore household.
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