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Pain
May 25, 2006 13:36:55 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 13:36:55 GMT -5
She shrugged slightly. "I don't know."
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Pain
May 25, 2006 13:37:41 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 13:37:41 GMT -5
"So you're just going to automatically get into heaven?" he said jokingly.
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Pain
May 25, 2006 13:38:33 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 13:38:33 GMT -5
"Maybe," Wanda grinned slightly. "Who knows, Magneto might have some expectations out there for me that I fall short of."
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Pain
May 25, 2006 13:44:28 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 13:44:28 GMT -5
"Well, at least being beautiful counts," he said, "I hear that only pretty people make it into heaven." He grinned at her. "Promise you'll drop a line to me in hell when you get the chance?"
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Pain
May 25, 2006 13:48:59 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 13:48:59 GMT -5
She laughed softly, letting her hand fall from his cheek finally. "I'll come and visit. Heaven's probably really, really boring anyway."
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Pain
May 25, 2006 13:50:38 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 13:50:38 GMT -5
He laughed. "Thanks," he said. He heard thumping feet on the stairs and knew that the twins were awake. They came bounding into the room.
"Hi Mommy! Hi Sinin!"
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Pain
May 25, 2006 13:52:28 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 13:52:28 GMT -5
She arched an eyebrow at the twins, leaning back against the couch. "What are you two up to?" she teased.
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Pain
May 25, 2006 13:54:54 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 13:54:54 GMT -5
They climbed up onto the couch, settling between Wanda and St. John. "We're awake," said Michael. "I can see that," said St. John.
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Pain
May 25, 2006 13:57:40 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 13:57:40 GMT -5
Wanda laughed softly, ruffling Thomas's hair as the boy settled against her side. "And what are you going to do now that you're up? Sit here?"
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Pain
May 25, 2006 14:00:39 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 14:00:39 GMT -5
"We came to visit you," said Thomas. "We visited Morrimer, but he was busy," said Michael. "And Kitty-Sharon was sleeping." "She was?" "She says she does lots of sleeping because she's a kitty,' said Michael matter-of-factly.
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Pain
May 25, 2006 14:06:37 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 14:06:37 GMT -5
Wanda smiled softly at the twins. "Well, visits are good," she carefully wrapped an arm around both of them.
Looking at St. John over the tops of their heads, she silently mouthed 'I'm sorry.' The conversation had been interesting and she was almost certain that he had no interest in having her children hanging around.
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Pain
May 25, 2006 14:13:44 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 14:13:44 GMT -5
He shrugged. Kids weren't his favorite thing in the world, but he didn't mind them. And Wanda's managed to say the most interesting things... "Mommy," said Thomas, sounding very serious, "we need to know where babies come from." "What?" "Where do babies come from?"
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Pain
May 25, 2006 14:15:31 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 14:15:31 GMT -5
Wanda frowned slightly, hugging the kids a little tighter. "Why do you need to know where babies come from?" she asked softly. "It's a very long time before either of you have babies anway."
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Pain
May 25, 2006 14:21:11 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 14:21:11 GMT -5
"Because no one will tell us!" "And we're curious!" St. John looked at the kids, then at Wanda. "Can I tell them what my mother told me?"
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:18:55 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 15:18:55 GMT -5
Wanda bit her lip before nodding slightly. "Yeah," she murmured slightly, praying that St. John's mother didn't explain sex to two-year-olds. "At least it an answer for them."
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:22:43 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 15:22:43 GMT -5
"Babies come from inside their mommies," he said. "I told you so!" "You mean they don't come from the stork?" "No, they grow inside their mommies and then they come out when they're ready." The boys looked at each other, then at St. John. "OK," they said.
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:24:03 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 15:24:03 GMT -5
Wanda laughed softly and carefully pulled the boys into her lap, wrapping her good arm around him. "Does that answer your question?" she asked softly.
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:25:30 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 15:25:30 GMT -5
"Yes." Thomas wiggled out of her arms and onto St. John's lap. St. John winced. "Your lap is cold." "I know," he said, gently nudging the boy off of him. "I hurt my legs."
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:28:02 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 15:28:02 GMT -5
Wanda frowned slightly and carefully grabbed Thomas again, keeping a tight hold on both of the twins. "Do you want a snack?" she asked softly, hoping to draw their attention away from St. John. Looking over at St. John, Wanda mouthed another apology.
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:29:01 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 15:29:01 GMT -5
He waved her off. He was all right. "Yeah!" "Can we have cookies?"
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:30:57 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 15:30:57 GMT -5
Wanda carefully sat them on the ground and shooed them towards the kitchen. "I'll be right there," she promised before they ran off.
Standing, she carefully rubbed her arm and looked at St. John. "Do you need more ice or painkillers or something? Since I'm going to the kitchen anyway."
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:31:31 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 15:31:31 GMT -5
"No thanks," he said, "I'm OK."
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:34:22 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 15:34:22 GMT -5
She nodded slightly, following the twins into the kitchen. After a few minutes, she came back out of the kitchen, Thomas clutching her good hand and Michael following them. Michael held and extra cookie.
"We brought you a cookie," Michael held the cookie out to St. John.
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:35:13 GMT -5
Post by Pyro on May 25, 2006 15:35:13 GMT -5
"Thank you," he said, taking the cookie. The boys sat down next to him, eating their cookies.
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Pain
May 25, 2006 15:37:56 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on May 25, 2006 15:37:56 GMT -5
Wanda smiled slightly and sat down on the arm of the couch, looking over at St. John. There was a part of her that wished the twins hadn't come down when they did. But the more rational part of her said that her children came before talking to someone.
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