fandomhigh | Fandom Invasions Class #7 (Thursday period 3)

When the students filed into the Danger Shop they found two young girls standing with John in the usual lecture spot.

"Hi," the older one said, bouncing a little on her toes. "I'm Susannah Lynn and this is my half-sister Grace. Dad asked us to help him with this class since it's all about us.

"See, there was this big swirling thing, a..... vortex?" She looked up at John for confirmation of the word, grinning when he nodded and then continuing. "And a bunch of us kids got pulled through it and came to Fandom and got to meet our parents before they were our parents. It was really freaky and a little scary, but it was also a lot of fun." She giggled. "Seeing everybody's face when they realised we were their kids was really really funny.

"It was so much fun, that Dad decided that you should get a chance to play too! Isn't that great?" She turned and looked up at John again. "This is where you take over, right?"

John smiled and nodded. "It is. Thanks, Susannah." He addressed the class. "Fandom is always throwing the unexpected at you. And sometimes that isn't a hostile invasion. Sometimes it's the next generation. The object this class isn't to fight the invaders, but look after them. Keep them amused, fed, make sure they go to bed on time... you know. Be parents. And then make sure they get back to where they're supposed to be."

Grace pulled on John's pantleg. "Daddy? I wanna colour!"

John picked her up and smiled wryly at the class. "Sometimes it's easier to just beat something up."

[ooc: ~~wait for~~ ocd is up! Have at it.]

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"What are we going to do today?" she asked, wrapping her arms and legs around him. "Do they have a zoo here? I like the zoo."

"There's animals out in the preserve," Wyatt said. "We could go take a look at those. But where's your mother?"

Victoria gave him a look that implied he was very silly. "It's her day at the hotel. Remember? We're supposed to do fun stuff today and then she'll come home and give me a kiss goodnight after I go to bed."

"Hotel? Isabel!" Wyatt said out loud. On the one hand, yay, she wasn't like Anders's weird magical brownie-induced kid. On the other, while he really liked Isabel . . . having a kid together? But they only just started dating! There might have been some minor flailage.

"What's wrong Daddy?" she asked, frowning at the flailing. "Won't she give you a good night kiss to?"

"I'm sure she will," Wyatt said. "I just miss her, that's all." Now, how to get a name out of the kid. . . .

"You'll see her tonight," Victoria promised. "If they don't have a zoo? Can we get ice cream? Chocolate? With Tabasco? Grandpop says that's yucky. But I like it."

"Sure, sweetheart," Wyatt said. "There's probably some in the common room. Or do you want to play in the park first? By the way, what's your name?"

Smooth, real smooth.

"Daddy... You're being silly." She made a face at him that was obviously copied off her mother. "Or did you get amnee...amnec...did you forget stuff again?"

"That's right," Wyatt said solemnly. "Your Uncle Chris hit me in the head by accident and now I'm having trouble remembering things."

Wait . . . again?

Victoria grew very solemn. "You're not supposed to hit. Uncle Chris was bad. Will he get a time-out?"

And then, because she loved her daddy very much and wanted to make things easier on him. "My name is Victoria Maureen Halliwell."

"He'll definitely get a time out," Wyatt said, deducing that she had been named for his grandfather. He wasn't sure where the "Maureen" came from, but maybe that was Isabel's grandmother or something, it sounded like an old lady name.

He ruffled her hair. "So, Victoria," he said. "Do you want to go for ice cream or stay and play in the park?"

"Ice cream? Then play?" She had a bit of a sweet tooth.

"Okay, let's go," Wyatt said, putting Victoria down and taking her hand, leading her to the common room.

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