ƒ014. adventures in babysitting

[msattentionspan]

[There's a four year old girl running around Robb Stark's room. Faith is standing in the middle of it, trying to see if she's gonna wear herself out. It's not going well.]

I wanna wear a beautiful dress!!

[She shuts her eyes and tries to not get to that point of yelling. She remembers how it was growing up, but she was never like this.]

C'mon, what about these shorts.

Pants are ugly.

What? I wear pants.

No. Girls wear beautiful dresses and I want a ~beautiful~ dress!!

[Sigh.] Right... [She goes to grab the journal, planning on filtering to Buffy - or God help her Lana... but oh, right, it's already open. She's going to wish for a dress, but she's still not comfortable wishing for things... for her MAGIC KID.]

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[young_wolf]

[He glances between Faith and the child.]

I do see a sort of resemblance.

[msattentionspan]

[Frown.]

Shut up.

[young_wolf]

[Grinning, he leans in a bit closer.]

No, see, she has your eyes.

[msattentionspan]

Yeah, well she thinks she's yours too, so start looking for yourself.

We are the same, Momma?

I mean, we never... [She glances to Robb.] I'd remember, hell, you'd definitely remember.

[young_wolf]

Suppose we did...it would still be impossible. We just met and she's about my brother Rickon's age.

[msattentionspan]

It's gotta be this castle. [she makes a sound and tries to shift the girl off of her. the girl is like dead weight.]

You've got a journal, right? See if anyone else has new magic kids.

[young_wolf]

[He gives the journal laying at the side of his bed a considering look before flipping it open.]

...Oh. It seems we're not the only ones.

[msattentionspan]

[Well, there's relief. Though, now she's gonna give Robb another look over... what a waste.]

I take it we're supposed to take care of them?

[young_wolf]

Well, yes. But...[He pauses to read for another moment.]

It would appear that she is our child. Or, at the very least, created with our image. No is sure where they come from.

[msattentionspan]

So we gotta keep her.

[Huh.] Do we have to name her?

[young_wolf]

It would seem so.

[He glances back at the journal as if it held all the answers.] I suppose...we could.

[msattentionspan]

You got any requests? [Because, she's not really sure about naming things. Ever.]

[young_wolf]

[He considers it for a moment before nodding.]

I would like to name her after my mother, Catelyn.

[msattentionspan]

[Faith tips her head.] Kinda long.

How about Cate. Just... Cate.

[young_wolf]

Cate. [He says it, trying it out on his tongue. After a moment he nods.]

I like it.

[msattentionspan]

[She glances down at Cate.]

I think she fell asleep.

[young_wolf]

[He follows her eyes.]

Yes. Should I...put her to bed?

[msattentionspan]

[She shrugs.]

We did just get up. Shouldn't we feed her or something?

[young_wolf]

I suppose. We'll have to go to the kitchen. I don't have any food in here.

[msattentionspan]

You should get on that. [She smirks at him.] This place is supposed to set you up.

I probably... need to get dressed.

[young_wolf]

Oh, yes. Right.

[He leans over the side of the bed and snatches up his discarded pants. Dangling his legs over the side, he discreetly pulls his pants on, keeping the covers carefully arranged over his lap.]

I'll just..um..[He jostles Cate's shoulder to wake her up.] Are you hungry?

[msattentionspan]

[Faith tries to shift the kid up off of her as she stirs awake.]

Can we have pancakes?

I'd probably burn them... maybe Robb can cook. [She makes a face as if to say "I have no clue what to do...." But Cate moves off of one parent and clings to Robb so that Faith can... look for clothing. Dammit. She will have to wish for clothing. :| Stupid castle.

She'll wish and start to get dressed, keeping covered mostly because of the kid.]

Maybe someone in the kitchen can help.

[young_wolf]

[He stares at Faith blankly when she mentions cooking.]

Um...what are pancakes? [In case she missed that he was just as lost as she was, that should clear it up.]

[msattentionspan]

Oh.. maybe we should just wish for food. [Because, that might be smarter even if Faith isn't fond of that idea.]

[young_wolf]

[He grins, a bit relieved.]

That would probably be preferable.