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"And I have an apprentice now, an anon named Seron. Seron tends to come and go though, so I can't promise you'll meet them anytime soon." She paused, giving him a considering look, a smile playing on her lips. Wouldn't they just be the cutest couple, the newest love anon and a dreamweaver...

He nodded, glancing back at her curiously when he noticed how she was looking at him. What was that about? "Well, it's good that you have help! It probably gives you a little more free time with the kids, right?" Animus sat down and straightened the fork next to his plate. "And when you're not, Phobetor and I would be happy to babysit. I don't really like the idea of them being here alone."

"Ever since it's little siblings wre born, it has insisted upon being a good example." Kitten purred, leaning over to rub it's head against Animus's hand. Okay, it liked this fellow. He could eat with Kitten's family.

"He seems to approve of me." Animus laughed. "Our family just keeps getting bigger and bigger, doesn't it? It's hard to believe you're a mother of four already. Five if you count the cat."

"An anon dropped him on my head, and so far I've just been calling him Kitten. He seems happy with it." The Kitten in question jumped up onto one of the chairs, looking expectant. The littlest anon brought over it's food bowl giggling the whole time.

"...he eats at the table?" Animus looked at it curiously. Strange little kitten. He reached out and scratched behind it's ear a little. "Curious. He seems well behaved anyway, if a little snooty."

"You could help me set the food out. Now that the dishes are on the table." She was radiating joy, having them back and her two children having a good time. Like a family. She'd have said more, but Kitten interrupted with a loud meow, sauntering into the room.

Animus jumped at the meow, turning around to look for the source. "...aww. It's cute." He said, heart still beating fast. Cats were always cute though. He turned back to the counter, grabbing onto a handle of the pot of spaghetti noddles. How best to carry it? After a moment of moving around, he gave up and expended a little magic for the other side to be 'held' upright while he carried it to the center of the table.

"So when'd you get a cat? What's its name?"

"Certainly! I'm making spaghetti and meatballs!" She'd thought the thread-like noodles would be an amusing 'welcome back' meal for her two boys."You two, can you help set the table?" The biggest saluted promptly, and the littlest nodded. "Good!"

Animus stepped over to help, but the kids seemed to have a method about it by now. He'd have just gotten in the way if he tried to help. He backed off, looking back to Ferdinand. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Ferdinand sighed and rolled her eyes, shaking her head just a little with a smile. "If it makes them happy, I can't say I mind. It's such a quiet one, I couldn't figure out what it was drawn to like it's bigger sibling." She leaned closer to Animus. "Thank you Phobetor, I trust you'll raise it to be smart."

"Of course. It does take a fair amount of intelligence to not get caught breaking rules. It would be counterproductive to do anything else." He grinned. "I have some books I'd like to suggest you look into getting for it, considering its interests, but that can wait until after dinner. Along with a few other things I'm curious about." He raised an eyebrow. There had to be an interesting story behind the new members of their little family. Who in the world was the father? The children were one thing, but Phobetor wasn't feeling nearly so welcoming towards an adoptive step-father.

A joyful squeal was heard from the kitchen, and quick as a flash Ferdinand bounded around a corner to tackle Animus in a hug. "Oh you're home you're home you're home! I missed you so much how are you two? Have you been eating properly, is the dreamweaving going well?"

Animus stumbled back a step, but smiled and hugged her back tightly. "We missed you too!" It laughed. "Dream-weaving goes great. And we're doing just fine, promise." When they pulled apart, it whispered quietly, motioning to the youngest.

"I'd keep an eye on that one. They've only just met us and its in already in cahoots with Phobetor to become a grade-A 'problem child' like him." Animus grinned. "It's so cute, I think they're bonding."

"We'd love that! Right?" It looked down at the littler one, who nodded. They'd have said more, but at that time their stomach gave a huge growl. "oop. I think it's dinner time! Come on, let's go home!" It grabbed Animus's hand. tugging it.

"Good idea. Here, this way's faster. Grab onto your sibling's hand- I've only got the one- and-!" Once everyone was linked together, Animus poofed them back home. They appeared in the room it shared with Phobetor, neatly kept overall but with a few knitting supplies scattered across the bed from the last time they'd visited. They looked a little dusty.

"Home again, home again." Animus said, squeezing the hand it was holding before letting go. He opened the door and looked out. "Mom? We're ho-ome!"

"Kazooland sounds like a really great place for adventure! From stories I've heard." It summoned a bit of smoke, that looked like a wobby attempt to make a play-sword. "With dragons and monsters and maidens to save!"

"When the maidens need saving, yes." Animus chuckled. "Be careful about your adventures though, not all dragons and monsters are as terrible as they seem at first. Especially in a place as crazy as Kazooland. You never know exactly what you're going to see there. Maybe you can talk Mom into taking you there sometime when she's not working? Or Phobetor and I could take the two of you on a field trip! With her permission. I don't want to sweep you away to other dimensions without her knowing."

It nodded, before the bigger one put it's hands on it's shoulders and pulled it back. "I'm going to find my own name. Maybe I'll go on a quest or seek out a wise man." The littler peeked back, then looked at Phobetor and quietly rolled it's eyes. Siblings.

Phobetor isn't sure how he managed it, but he kept a straight face. There might have been a wink in the little one's direction, but it was too quick for anyone to be sure. "Not a horrible decision. I named myself as well, it can be done." Though he's not sure a name was something quite quest-worthy. Let it have its fun. Animus said, shushing the sarcastic comments its brother threatened to slip out.

"That sounds like quite the adventure!" Animus smiled and straightened up. "I'm not sure where to find a anon-naming wise man, but once you're older I think Kazooland would be your best bet."

It gave a happy little squeal, bouncing over to hug him tightly. "Thank you. M-maybe when I g-get bigger you could n-name me?" It looked at him, radiating trust and joy.

Phobetor's arm wrapped around it, hugging it close without hesitation. Later, when he was on his own, he'd think about their meeting and be surprised at his reaction. That sort of thing was always so uncomfortable, and now an exception. He could feel the emotions coming off of it in a similar manner to heat waves- invisible but undeniably there. It was staggering to him how quickly it'd come to trust a stranger, even if they were family.

Yes, it was definitely Ferdinand's child alright.

"I would be honored." He said seriously, bowing his head. "...thank you for trusting me with something so important. I'll try not to ruin it." He'd have to find something special if it was to fit them just right.

The little one leaned closer. "Can I be a problem child too?" It whispered, a very Ferdinand-ish glint of mischief in it's eye.

"Certainly. We can be black sheep together. As long as you don't tell mom, you can consider yourself my apprentice." He whispered back. Yes, this one was definitely his favorite. He could teach it all his best tricks and drive their mother crazy. The biggest advantage being that it was terribly adorable and would be less likely to actually get in trouble for its actions. At least while it was young, anyway. Hm. Maybe he could use that to his advantage later on?

The bigger looked as if it wanted to protest, but stopped to think instead, tilting it's head thoughtfully. The smaller just giggled. "Mommy wouldn't want you t-telling us stuff like that I b-bet."

"I don't think mom approves of most things I do, but I do them anyway." He grinned. "I am the problem child after all, it's my job to make her fuss and worry. I like to think it keeps her from getting bored."

"Flying is cheating. Unless you climb too high and need to fly to get down." The big one said firmly, crossing it's arms. "Or so Ferdinand-mum told me. I like flying too, more than the floating Ferdinand-mum does."

"Aw." Animus pouted a little.

"It's only cheating if you get caught. Or if you agree to play fair in the first place." Phobetor said, unimpressed with Ferdinand's rule. "Cheating takes work too, if you don't want to be caught. It's just as honest an effort as playing by the rules."

The bigger seemed proud to be sort of praised for it's bravery. The littlest giggled. "B-but you could t-try! It'd be fun. Maybe you could c-climb into a tree t-t-to hide."

"You think I could? I doubt I'd be as fast as you two." It'd at least be interesting to try, though more than likely they wouldn't get a foot off the ground. Physical feats weren't their strongest point. "I'd probably be better in the bushes next to the tree, unless I could fly to the top."

"We're still pretty young... " "I'm b-best at hide and seek." the littlest butted in. "I'm best at climbing trees. But I guess that doesn't mean much when you can fly." The bigger looked sheepish. "You're brave enough t-to climb though. T-that counts for s-something."

"That definitely counts for something." Animus agreed. "I've never climbed a tree before. Maybe you can teach me?" He tilted his head in thought. "I've never had anyone to play hide and seek with either, come to think of it. It'd be a little pointless if me and my brother tried."

((getting late, I think I'll turn in. I did get your ask though Ferdinand (: I'll respond in the morning))

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