Wiccan's Log: City Date - 11/25
Today was really eventful.
I found a place with a cooked Thanksgiving meal for me and Teddy. He wasn't happy about how I acquired it, though. No one was. I sent the family that lived in the house to that cold place that I'm not really sure where it is (The one I found accidentally.) to die, but Teddy got my mom to send them to his apartment. That made me a little mad because we said we wouldn't get in each other's ways, but he made it up to me with all kinds of kisses. C: We also talked about our past together. It turns out we liked each other way before either of us realized it.
Grandpa was extra cool today. He talked to me when Mom and Dad (Yep! Dad!) were angry or upset, which was, like, all day. He even made dirty jokes. Well, kinda. Note to self: find pictures of Grandpa in a dress (Yes, they exist!). Apparently, Xavier has the best sense of humor. Oh! I told him he was like a dad to me. Awkward. He totally is, though.
I was told the truth about some things today, including the truth about Grandpa's relationship with Mom.
It turns out that Grandpa wasn't the best parent. In fact, he was the worst parent ever. I don't know how he turned out to be the best grandparent ever.
Also, I found out that Mom isn't who I thought she was. A lot of the things she did that I based my opinion of her on were done for completely different reasons than I thought they were. It was mind-blowing.
Apparently, being a Maximoff makes me a good guy because Mom was never like Grandpa like I thought. I must be a Lehnsherr, then, because I'm way too much like Grandpa. Mom is still awesome, though, so I'll keep the name Wiccan as a tribute to her.
Who told me most of that? Dad! He's alive here. And blunt. He's still really cool, though, even though he worries a lot more than even Mom does. I'm pretty sure they want to change me to protect me. It's so not going to happen.
Wiccan is a name to be feared.
I got to be Red Robin today! I wore the actual Red Robin costume! I even got to look in a few pouches on the utility belt. I know where he keeps his smoke bombs now. I still can't believe it was the real Tim Drake. He wouldn't show me any pictures of Dick, but that's okay. I know he has some. He might show me someday.
I'm still worried about my little brother. We haven't been apart in so long that I can't stop thinking about him or seeing him when he's not there.
Well, Log, I'm gonna convince Teddy to sleep with me.
... Actually sleep! That is not a good way to start my prayers!
I'm extra worried about Tommy. Please look after him while I am away. Give him the courage and humility to go to Uncle Pete's or Grandpa's if he gets lonely or scared.
Grandpa might still be stressed out. Please, keep him healthy physically and emotionally.
Bless Tommy, Grandpa, Uncle Pete, Mom in my universe, Mom, Dad, and Grandpa in this universe, the rest of the family, and Teddy. Also, bless my new friends.