Room 505, Sunday Evening

[thatsamilkshake]

Right. Francine could do this. After a weekend of letting her mom in on what Fandom was really like (with a few spare moments for meeting other people's families), she was absolutely ready to bring up the other little tiny thing that might have escaped her mother's attention for the last year.

Or the last few months, depending on whether you were counting how long that little tiny thing had been in Fandom, or how long she'd been living with it.

Francine gave a couple warning knocks before pushing the door open. "So I know I promised I'd introduce you to my roommate before you leave, Mom," she said fairly loudly, just in case that wasn't warning enough.

[OOC: This is going to go so well. For her and her and so much SP omg.]

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[thatsamilkshake]

"Don't you dare. She was adorable!"

Francine, you think 99 out of 100 children are adorable and you're nice to the hundredth because you feel guilty.

[marieofsuburbia.livejournal.com]

Oh, look, both of them were getting the [INSERT FULL NAME HERE], YOU ARE GOING TO SPILL AND DO IT NOW look from Marie.

"Was adorable? Morgana?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine did the utterly mature thing and stuck her tongue out in the no-longer-apoplectic's direction. "Every so often the island likes to, um. Show people what their future children might be like."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Possible future children," Katchoo growled with four times more emphasis than strictly necessary. "Sometimes in completely insane realities that are never, ever, ever going to happen."

[thatsamilkshake]

Which made Francine glance at her feet for a moment, because yeah. "Right."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Only some of them," Katchoo amended very quickly, and in a much softer tone. "They're not all crazy talk."

[thatsamilkshake]

But. But mine were. But she wasn't going to get into that in front of her mother. But.

"Next time you get to have the kid with Chuck Bass," she said instead.