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"WHERE'S MY BAG?!" Maya shouted up the stairs, trying to pull a shoe on at the same time.

"What?" Aya had just gotten home, there'd been an emergency, "WHAT DID I MISS?!"

"Aya! Hi, MOVE!" she weaved around her sister and started digging through the coat closet. "I know we had a book bag! I know we did, we didn't lose it right? Orientation is today! HOW DID I FORGET?!"

Aya dropped her keys on the table and tried to move out of the way but her sister was already making a dive for a different closet. The tripping tangle was sadly inevitable "ACK! CHILL! You're going to get all riled up before class! And you're strangling me! Breathing! HELP ME GUYS!" She was laughing though, it had been a long night and now this? It seemed so silly...

"Sure, laugh, I'm going to be late to school!"

"You're going for a doctorate sister-mine! You're the upper echelon, you don't need orientation! Deep breath! Why'd you sleep in?"

Maya took a deep breath, held it, then went limp. Yes, laying over her sister and starting to giggle herself. "We kicked the alarm clock I think..."

"...of course you did. I'm jealous! And starving. I'm jealous and starving and getting squashed."

"Tough, I'm comfy," Maya laughed and lifted a hand to pat her sister's head. "You'll deal."

"And you'll be late to class."

"Forgot Braig was going too. It's okay to be late if I'm not alone."

Aya sighed and poked her sister but settled in a wait, the floor wasn't that uncomfortable. "We can get you matching lunch boxes and we'll watch you guys to the bus..."

"You realize I'm going to kill you now right?" There was a mitochondrial flex, power shifting, then Maya was rolling over to tickle her sister ruthlessly. That was exactly what was needed in the early morning, right? Right.

Date: 2013-05-06 05:21 am (UTC)
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"I might could be." Braig allowed, kissing her fingers before settling back in the passenger seat with a huge yawn, "And if you're not worrying about what I do, I need to start letting more slip."

"Sounds good to me." Dilan said with a smile, "We'll do whatever is best in the end, but I'd like you to be there."

Date: 2013-05-07 11:23 pm (UTC)
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Braig smiled at her and blew her a kiss. "Fair enough, babe."

"They raised you and Maya." Dilan said, "I'm inclined to love them just for that."

Date: 2013-05-11 05:19 am (UTC)
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"Course I will." Braig said, contentedly, "If you ever get a text from the lab, instead of a call? That's an emergency, book it to one of the designated zones."

"Well, yes." Dilan said, laughing, "But you know me and maternal women!"

Date: 2013-05-14 01:28 am (UTC)
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"No, that's the one in the study, next to the phone." Braig said, "I think. Unless he's moved things."

"Be utterly at your mercy." Dilan said promptly.

Date: 2013-05-19 12:02 am (UTC)
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"Skills!" Braig said cheerfully, "The more you know the more you know to fear...and the more you know we're safe."

Dilan laughed softly into the kiss, "If you don't have M-deity syndrome at this point, I think we're safe from that."

Date: 2013-05-20 09:54 am (UTC)
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"Well, okay, that too." Braig agreed, laughing loudly, "Man, babe, you are so good for my mornings. I don't mind waking up when it's to be with you."

Dilan didn't mind taking the time for a long kiss, although he returned to eating briskly afterwards. Late, after all, wasn't really an option for him. "Nah, we'd kidnap you for stress relief."

Date: 2013-05-23 09:59 am (UTC)
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"No!" Braig said, hands gripping the thermos tightly, "Just because it's not bad doesn't mean I can wake up unassisted!" he was laughing, though.

Dilan trilled happily at the reload, a soft, cheerful noise, "Good shiver?"

Date: 2013-05-25 03:05 am (UTC)
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He'd bite. He grew up with Dilan, he'd bite. "You have your own, cruel woman!" still hugging it to his chest, yes.

Dilan arched his cheek into her fingers happily. "Good. Because we wish to do that as often as the four of us can manage."

Date: 2013-05-26 07:57 am (UTC)
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"Mmmm. I really, really do love you." Braig agreed, "Now drive, woman, before we miss the first day entirely."

"Aya, sweetie, you're going to make me late and you sleep deprived if you keep doing that." Dilan said with a soft sigh of pleasure.

Date: 2013-05-28 12:10 am (UTC)
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"'Course we are, babe." Braig agreed happily, shaking his head at her driving.

"Unfortunately not today. Soon, though."

Date: 2013-06-02 07:23 am (UTC)
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"I know, babe." Braig said, covering her hand with his own, "I'll be here with you. It'll be fun."

"Lunch sounds good." Dilan agreed, finishing his food rapidly and standing up, "...C-can you take care of the dishes?" it was hard for him to ask, his OCD hated it, but he could. Just not easily.

Date: 2013-06-03 06:06 am (UTC)
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"I got a pass." Braig promised, making a soft noise of pleasure at the feeling. "Here. I am totally abusing the fact that I teach here some quarters...pull into the teacher's parking."

"I'd like that." Dilan kissed her deeply, then fled.

Date: 2013-06-03 10:50 pm (UTC)
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"A teacher." Braig said with a laugh, "However, you can't be in any classes that I actually teach. Not that you'd want to be, I think, since I mainly do Masters level physics courses."

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