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She'd meant it when she said her dad was all done with his photo's. He'd gotten a bonus for finishing the tourism spread early, and bonuses were good as far as Aya could tell...but it meant they'd been here less than a year.

She didn't want to move. She didn't want to leave. And she was pretty sure the boys didn't want her to either.

That left her one option: running away!

It was really late at night when there was a tapping at the boy's bedroom window. Aya was outside, sitting in the tree by the window. If she was careful she could push the branch enough to make it tap the glass! She had a flashlight carefully tied to the backpack she was wearing, and she knew the tree by heart so it wasn't nearly as dangerous as it looked!

Date: 2009-06-26 02:40 pm (UTC)
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"Ayay?" Dilan opens the window, "Come in! And don't blind me. Braig, Aya's here!"

Date: 2009-06-27 01:45 pm (UTC)
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Dilan, however, totally could. He gave Braig quiet instructions on how to reach Aya, and the bigger boy pulled her inside.

"What're you doing here?" she's asked, softly.

Date: 2009-06-30 01:41 am (UTC)
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"You can't run away. We'd miss you." Dilan says, "You need to live here."

Date: 2009-06-30 01:49 pm (UTC)
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"You belong here, Ayay." Dilan says, "Braig's parents - "

"Won't let him take you away."

Date: 2009-07-01 12:44 am (UTC)
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"No more illegal than hiding in a barn or something." Dilan says, hugging her.

Date: 2009-07-01 04:05 am (UTC)
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"We're not being dumb." Braig says, "My parents can ask your dad for you to live here."

Date: 2009-07-01 05:15 am (UTC)
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Braig responds by grabbing her in a bear-hug with her arms down by her sides and shouting, "MO-OM!"

Which Dilan picks up on, "MO-OM! DA-AAAD! MOOOOOM!"

Date: 2009-07-02 05:32 am (UTC)
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Braig's parents get there, "Now what's this all about?" asks his mother, firmly.

Date: 2009-07-02 05:09 pm (UTC)
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"Ayay is running away because her dad is leaving and she thinks that you won't keep her and her dad'll make her leave." Dilan explains, Braig being occupied with holding onto the little human.

"Aya, stop kicking Braig."

Date: 2009-07-02 11:29 pm (UTC)
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"Aya!" Elcy frowns at her, "If you had come to me I could have told you that we're already planning on having you here at least through the end of the school year."

Date: 2009-07-03 07:46 pm (UTC)
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"Because that's what adults are for, Aya. Taking care of children."

"Are you going to try to run?" Braig asks.

"Better not." Dilan adds, darkly.

Date: 2011-12-15 12:14 am (UTC)
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"I didn't know!" both boys chorused. They just assumed that Elcy and Yinsi had it covered.

"Your father was supposed to tell you, sweetie." Elcy said gently, as Braig let Aya go, "I'm sorry."

Date: 2011-12-16 12:54 am (UTC)
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"Sometimes," Braig said, sitting down on the edge of his bed, "Your dad is an idiot."

Dilan hums a little, out of tune. He didn't want to say it, but...

Date: 2011-12-16 02:36 am (UTC)
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"Now I let your dad know where you are," Elcy says and her husband picks up with, "And you get a second bath and put to bed. Your own, or do you want to crash in here with Braig and Dilan?"

"In here." says Dilan, before Aya gets a chance to respond.

Date: 2011-12-16 06:53 pm (UTC)
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"Dirty enough." Yinsi informed her, scooping her up when her pack was off, "Now. Do you want the pink bubbles, the orange bubbles, or the green bubbles?"

"We'll take care of it." Dilan told Aya, seriously. Braig was already making up a nest on the floor that he could sleep on; he took having the others in that room seriously and was the eldest so he got the floor. Even Dilan had stopped arguing.

Date: 2011-12-17 07:32 pm (UTC)
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"Green it is." he bounced her a couple of times on the way to the bathroom, then set her down so that he could get the bubbles and the bath toys out. Including the new one, brand new for Aya rather than something from when the boys were her age; a squeaky, floating Moogle.

"Mmm, gummies..."
"No, Dilan, you've already brushed your teeth."
"Tomorrow, sweet gummies...tomorrow..."

Date: 2011-12-18 08:34 am (UTC)
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"You can have my bed, Aya." Braig mumbled from his pile of blankets and pillows. He wouldn't argue if she did curl up with him, though, he was already close enough to asleep that it would take another little girl showing up outside the window to get him to move.

Dilan was taking advantage of that! He'd already pulled pillows and blankets down to join the older boy on the floor, so he just held out an arm and said, "Uh huh. C'mon, lets cuddle."

Date: 2011-12-18 10:35 am (UTC)
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The already snoring Braig's arms flopped out so that each of his younger friends could easily use him as a pillow, which was what Dilan was shamelessly doing. It was warmer that way! "Uh huh. You're with us."

Date: 2011-12-19 09:16 pm (UTC)
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"G'night, Ayay." Dilan murmured.

Braig's response, alas, was merely, "SNNNRKKGGGGHGHHHHKKKKKTTTT" but that was normal for sleeping Braig.

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