H... H'okay! I'll come over — with my social worker guy, he'll bring me over. And I can hang out, and we can maybe... maybe make you something nice? To eat? And I'll wrap my gift up really nice so — s-so you'll be extra surprised!
[He's so embarrassed; it's hard to give people things. It's hard to have confidence in your gifts! But he's trying his best.]
[Pete, she said she's not — oh, he's already left the feed and is currently getting his social worker moving; they need to get to the Strand house as soon as possible, so he can give her this awesome box, wrapped in the shiniest wrap.
He's kind of got butterflies in his stomach, when they knock at the door.
[Well, Alex guesses that she's getting up. Thankfully, her normal PJs are just a normal PNWS shirt and a pair of shorts, so she's decent when she answers the door with a grin.]
[Peter is more than comfortable with the household that he just wanders on in, a sort of eager energy to his step. He feels anxious, like he would in just about any situation where a spotlight is gonna be on his work — but he thinks he's really outdone himself this time.]
[Pete is definitely full of the good ol' birthday energy, today. Not for him obviously, but the feeling is totally just as palpable when it's someone else! Especially if you've worked hard to make a neat present for them. He turns and holds out the gift, which will be quite the animated one; he spent plenty of hours tinkling to make them work properly!]
Hhere you go! Covered in awesome sci-fi wrapping paper.
[He holds it up, and the colors of Alex reflect brightly on the surface.]
Wow. That definitely is some sci-fi wrapping paper!
[Dropping onto the floor, Alex very carefully opens the box to preserve the paper. It's an effort, because she is definitely more of the 'ripping the hell out of paper' sort than not. But when she pulls out the robots, she just gasps audibly.]
[Alex Reagan is definitely a hugger, because someone in this house has to be and Strand definitely is not, so she gives him a quick squeeze and laughs softly.]
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[He's so embarrassed; it's hard to give people things. It's hard to have confidence in your gifts! But he's trying his best.]
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But you don't need to worry about wrapping it up!
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[That's why he likes it, anyways. The anticipation and all that.]
Besides, I asked for this really cool wrapping paper; it's shiny like metal!
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I'll look forward to it!
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[Pete, she said she's not — oh, he's already left the feed and is currently getting his social worker moving; they need to get to the Strand house as soon as possible, so he can give her this awesome box, wrapped in the shiniest wrap.
He's kind of got butterflies in his stomach, when they knock at the door.
What if she doesn't like it...?]
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Hey Peter, come on in!
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Hi, Alex! Did you have a good birthday so far?
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It's all the better now that you're here, kiddo!
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Hhere you go! Covered in awesome sci-fi wrapping paper.
[He holds it up, and the colors of Alex reflect brightly on the surface.]
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[Dropping onto the floor, Alex very carefully opens the box to preserve the paper. It's an effort, because she is definitely more of the 'ripping the hell out of paper' sort than not. But when she pulls out the robots, she just gasps audibly.]
Wow! You made these? That's so impressive!
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Yeah! I did! I mean, it was a little tricky, and I ran out of little robot hands...
I hope that's okay; they're just happy they have the legs to dance, right?
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[And then because she's Alex, she's gonna hold out her arms for a hug.]
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It takes him .5 seconds to return it eagerly.]
I'm so glad! I'm real glad you like it...!!
I was worried it'd be kinda goofy. Like... kid-goofy. Kid stuff.
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Of course I like it. I like goofy!
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It's good to be goofy, right?
[A pause, quiet and careful.]
Sometimes you remind me of my aunt. May, she's... she's really great.
[I miss her a lot, is unspoken.]
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[Giving him a sad smile, she just ruffles his hair and idly wonders when she became her mother.]
You're going to see her again soon though, I'm sure. It's gonna be okay. And until then you're welcome to come here whenever you want.
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Thanks, Miss Alex. Until I do, maybe we could do something nice for your birthday.
Anything you want, since it's your, um. Your birthday.
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What do you think?