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Library [10/23]

Hallowe'en decorations! In the library!

It was more likely than you'd think!

Jonothon was already in good spirits once again today, considering he had a date for the dance after his shift. Coming in to see the library done up in preparation for a day of the year when the freaks took the forefront was even better, still. If anyone needed him today, he was going to be wandering about, making certain that the decorations were all properly askew, and then hanging up some more fake spiderwebs. Because a spooky library wasn't complete without an absolute overdose of cobweb, after all.

He was making a list in his head, yes, of what he ought to bring in next Friday to complete the look.

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Jono's eyebrow twitched upward a little.

//Ignorin' it until later seems like a good enough way to go about it. Heaven knows, I could stand to learn that one, myself.//

Or how to overcome it, sure. But that one seemed less likely.

"My dad's totally astral," Ben said with a wide smile.

//Deal with the situation, explode later,// Jono replied. //Does he offer lessons?//

Hey, it was totally worth asking.

"Yes," Ben said, nodding. "He's been teaching longer than I've been alive."

//And he's also nowhere near here,// Jono added, after a moment of thought. //Such is life, I suppose.//

"Well, a different one will be here for the dance, probably," Ben said, shaking his head and laughing. "This place."

//Bloody madness, isn't it?// Jono was chuckling a little at that, as well. //And yet, we're still here. I don't know that I could bring myself to leave, really. Not until I have to. It seems to have a funny way of growin' on a person.//

It helped that Jono hadn't blown anyone up yet, here.

Ben nodded. "I agree. A year ago I would have thought you were insane for telling me I'd actually enjoy spending time with my grandfather, and yet..."

//And yet,// Jono agreed, nodding slightly himself. //I think that's the thing about this island, isn't it? It offers up the impossible. Family that yer might not have known, before. People who don't care what yer are. I haven't been here for a full semester, yet, and I'm already dreading th'day I have to graduate and leave.//

Because going back to his own version of the world, where he was hated and feared simply because he was a mutant, was absolutely not his idea of a good time.

"Yes," Ben said. "You can leave most of the baggage behind when you get here and only tell people what you want them to know."

//Most people here have no idea what I'm hiding. Back home, I practically wear it like a signpost for th'world to see. So, yes, mate. That. That exactly. It's a clean slate. It's what yer make of it.//

Which was why Ben had no idea why half of the people he met felt compelled to tell him everything about their entire lives when they'd just met. "And I use it to not freak people out unnecessarily," he said with a smile.

Maybe it was just that Ben was wee and kinda squishy, and seemed easy to talk to?

//Saves plenty of problems, does it?//

"I think so," Ben said. "My cousin has other thoughts."

Jono wrinkled his nose a little.

//Ah, family. Which cousin is this, then?//

[Fleeing for sleep!]

"Jaina," Ben replied. "Fifteen years behind me, though we're not sure we're from exactly the same timeline."

//Too many bloody timelines,// Jono sighed, nodding faintly. //And there's no way to cross-check, really, is there? Get one to leave somethin' somewhere for the other to find, perhaps?//

Ben shook his head. "Jaina's at least dating someone much better in this reality. My Jaina makes some weird choices there."

//Well, at least one of them made a good decision?//

Jono was now attempting to be an optimist, here. Which was interesting, considering who he was taking to the dance tonight.

Looking at the direction his own timeline could have headed without Fandom, Death was the good decision.

"Captain Cardboard should be everyone's last choice," Ben decided uncharitably.

//Bloody hell,// Jono contributed, so very helpfully. //He's that bad, is he? Or does he actually have some cardboard-related superpower?//

It was entirely possible!

"No, Jag is just a pilot," Ben said. "A good one, but really, that's like his only personality trait."

//Well, I suppose it could always be worse,// Jonothon theorized, because he never could leave well enough alone, //he could be an insurance salesman. Or a car salesman. Or a lawyer.//

"Or an accountant," Ben added.

//Or a television weatherman,// Jono added, nodding. //Yer don't hear many people griping about pilots, really.//

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