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The last few weeks of Flight Club had been a little shaky and, for that, Gavin was going to do his best to try and make this one a little better. After all, his gremlin bite had mostly been forgotten due to the kids arrival. He could show his face without wanting to die.

"Welcome back," he greeted, nodding. "I hope everyone survived the weekend okay. My kid was kickass but a really bad troublemaker. Gets that from his other father."

He'd just leave his name out. John knew who he was.

"Anyway, today, we're going to be sticking with the kid theme," Gavin said because he wanted amusement. "We're all going to be driving landspeeders...and you're going to have four kids with you. Four crying, screaming, messy, restless kids in the back. Your job will be to drive the landspeeder while making sure the kids don't fall out, don't hurt each other and don't hurt you. You may laugh but children are a HUGE distraction and if you can deal with them, you'll be able to deal with just about any distraction thrown at you when you're flying. You can't throw the kids out of the speeder, either."

Not looking anyone specific, nope.

"Have fun."

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"I was raised by a nanny droid," Ben offered. "I'm bad at this."

Tahiri bit her lip and didn't say anything about how she'd noticed, even if she wanted to. "Let's just see how well you do when it's your turn, then."

"I'm not sure I have the patience for this exercise," Ben admitted.

"Neither do I," Tahiri answered. "But I'm trying."

"I don't want to do something that will attract Granddad's attention," he admitted.

"Good point. Yesterday was bad enough," Tahiri mumbled.

"Yesterday was horrifying," Ben said. "Where did he find some of those things?"

"I don't want to know. I'm trying to forget about it," she said, her cheeks going pink.

"Me too," Ben said. "Stupid photographic memory."

Tahiri was so very glad she didn't have that. "We'll just have to find you something else to remember then."

Wow, that sounded dumb right after she said it.

"What do you have in mind?" Ben asked, trying to keep things light.

"No idea. I didn't think that far ahead," she admitted.

"Ice cream?" Ben suggested.

Tahiri laughed and shook her head, grinning. "I should have known. And okay."

In Ben's world, ice cream made up for a lot of things. "And you don't even have to jump on the top of the sim for it."

"Which I have yet to do." She'd gotten very familiar with the rather large role ice cream played in Ben's world, yes. And it was genetic, apparently, if King was any indication. "I'll even get you a whole ice cream cake if it'll help."

"I don't see how it could hurt," he said solemnly. "Friday?"

"Absolutely," Tahiri said with the brightest smile she'd been able to manage in a good couple of weeks.

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