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"You're a class act, sister-"
Powder.
Powder.
Powder!
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"Vi, your sister is half-asleep and whining about something in her half-sleep," a put upon Mylo said, cringing, half-hugging Vi early in the morning of a decidedly lazy day.
"My Sister. Does not Whine," Vi said, shoving him off. "Perhaps I have a most annoying Bro who does.just. that. Luckily, he's Adopted," Vi snarled, pushing Mylo away.
"Geez, that guy was right, you do wake up on the wrong leg sometimes!" Mylo yelped, trying not to yell SOS for Claggor, not wanting to hear the sister call him bro's boy (like momma's boy, y'know, only much worse, cuz he and Claggor could almost be twins, unlike he and nonexistant momma that he never knew - well. Mylo was born in a local brothel. Eh, not the worst place to be born in, truth be told - but of the people who were alive, only the Madam and some workers and Vander and maybe some anonymous seed donor so to speak knew of Mylo's, hrm, origin. Not that he cared. He very much, very loudly, never cared! about his own birth. Cuz who cared, anyway, right? Right? Right? He's proven time and time again that he's already washed his own birth off, pls and thanks. Yeah.)
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whining was about braids
PowPow, sleepy PowPow, wanted her hair braided
God and Janna, was Violet ever so bad at that.
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"Psst, wanna follow a rich guy who's just bought some expensive stuff and didn't even haggle?" Little Man, practically bouncing on his feet, whispered like a secret, like a promise of a good time, to Powder.
"Bought at Benzo's?"
"Yeah! D-Benzo was slightly surprised at how green this guy is-"
"...he vomitted?" Powder asked, with a slightly mischivious smile.
"ha ha, I could see the guy vomitting if he ever saw a droplet of blood, that's how Piltiovian he looked!" Echo said, catching the strand of the loose joke, trying to spread it comfortably between his best friend Pow and himself now.
"How Piltovian, exactly? Let me guess - face full of sun and full of air so clean it should be used in hospital and full of no hard work in his life only some drunken beautiful dance parties with whoever he'd like to woo and full of stuff and risky shoppings for explosive scraps, liiiiiiiving the dream, Gods above, am I right or am I wrong?"
"Pow, that's not how you say it. You should say 'am I right or am I right?'," Ekko suggested, mildly nonplussed, but grinning, because he knew her, knew her by heart, best friends since they were maybe four years old, after all. Haaah....
Grin. "Am I right or am I right?"
"Ha, you go, Girl! You're so right!"
"...that sounded fake, Ekko. I'm not following the richie richard piltie aristocrat with you. I guess you want to dance with him at Innovators' when we get to be fifteen - minimal age - not with me!!"
"But, Powder--"
"My feelings are hurt. I'm now your jealous wife, Little Man."
"Pow--"
"Just kidding! Vi is gonna braid my hair now. Your new Piltie boyfriend whom you're gonna rob silly with our help can wait, Ekko."
Whew.
Ekko smiled, soft, relieved.
o, how a woman can play with a man's heart and this man was not even twelve year old yet!
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Groan.
"Vi. These are NOT not braids, but they are so NOT braids!"
"Oh, stop whining," Vi replied, half-playfully and then
her face fell.
silence reigned in a newfound silence kingdom
only for two seconds, blessedly, though. what a relief, cuz Powder hated silence, at times, the bad silence, not the good silence, and if--
"Kidding."
kidding
kidding could save the kingdom of silence and noise, sometimes
Vi was the only queen
sure, there was a lot of royalty around
and sure, Vander could be the old King, the father
but with Powder, if Powder was Princess who was the sis to the Queen to the kingdom of what comfort could be found-
Vi was the one,the only, the past and the future queen, surely
like in those fairytales and legends and myths
Ekko was
prince charming, when he wanted to be?
But Ekko was not family.
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"Powder!"
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"Powder-"
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"Powder--?"
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"It's ok, PowPow, you did what you had to in order to survive--"
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Powder?
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Powder
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POWDER
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"-Jinx-"
yes.no.yes.that was it, wasn't it--?
"...finally got the name right."