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Gil blinked " A sewer gave you a car?" That was an odd thought. Maybe it had been full and was sick of people throwing things in it and threw something back out at Dori. Shaking his head Gil selected a blue scar with white racing stripes. " Looks like a winner to me."

Malen nodded and played with the end of his braid as he spoke. The purple and blue strands of hair blended together almost seamlessly at the end. " Success with Kishi is an ego boost for sure, Gil is my current challenge and I'm sure they'll have me losing hair and sleep by new years."

" You'll see the girls eventually, New years maybe? We could have a big gathering of all us that live here could invite family and such and let the kids mingle and enjoy their first alcoholic experience together." Malen thought that might be enjoyable. He didn't doubt some guardians might dislike the idea of drinking kids but Malen saw no reason to deny anyone a new years toast. One glass of champagne would hardly hurt anyone.

Gil listened closely as Dorian explained about the man named Sewer. he sounded very strange and not necessarily like someone Gil wanted to meet. " You know interesting people." That was about all the young boy could think of to say. As he spoke he drove the small toy car back and forth over his leg.

Malen laughed softly " One small glass of champagne didn't hurt me and I doubt it will hurt Gil. Plus it tends to help children feel more included in festivities or so my parents said." Neither Kishi nor Del seemed to have been bothered or hurt by the tradition and neither of them had become addicted to alcohol since their exposure was so infrequent.


Still, Malen thought about Gil's own interestingly heightened sense of taste " It will be interesting to see how Gil would react but typically alcohol supposedly mellows children. I've never used it for such a purpose but I've heared rumors."

Bright green eyes watched Dori's car intensely. He had seen that before , on the t.v it was called.. it was a food a good one it was " Donut" he proclaimed remembering the word and pointing at the car. Then he frowned, donuts you could eat but not cars so why why it called that. Because it was round? Lots of round things were not donuts.

Malen nodded " I can see even a small glass being a bit much for them, maybe we'd best stick to eggnog. " Though the richness of that non alcoholic drink might prove equally troubling with Gil. " My mother's let me drink champange or win only on christmas, new years and weddings as they were special occasions. When I was upset I got hot chocolate with multi coloured marshmellows." An odd drink but a soothing one.

Gil decided that people named things strange and that was good enough for him. He too continued to spin his car and direct it on some sort of invisible winding path to nowhere. "Do you want a real car someday?" He asked curiously. Gil thought the fast loud machine that zoomed down the streets with their dozens of designs and colourings were interesting but they concerned him a bit. He wasn't positive he would ever wqant to really drive one.

Malen nodded and stretched, he tried to think of something else to say as that particular avenue of conversation wasn't going to go much further. " So..." Nope the older man had nothing.

Gil nodded " I'd like a car but not for all the time unless they could make one that's sorta quiet or that drives itself. I'd love if i could just tell the car where to go." That would be the best Gil would just sit in the car and listen to music while the car drove him anywhere he wanted.

" TV is good, lets find something with car chases or explosions though, My house has been invaded by less than testosterone inducing t.v lately." Malen was for the most part kidding, still he missed watching a good James bond movie or episode of law and order during the day. He followed Christian back to the living room and sat down on the couch.