A Trick Or A Treat

[laughing_girl]

Duela is by the sign with a big basket of mixed candies.

"So, time isn't always the same from one of the portals or doors to the next, which can be fun... I went trick-or-treating last night and it's February at home, and if I found the right portals maybe I could even go trick-or-treating every single day if I wanted to. But, the important thing there is it means I have candy now. And I will share it if you can help me solve something."

"I mean, I know who in my family I should ask when it comes to questions, but given the particular one that would just be double awkward. Because it's... Ok, I have a boyfriend. Or maybe had a boyfriend, because I still don't know what happened there near the end and he didn't come back after I shoved him off the roof. And then there was all the timesoup stuff so he sort of didn't exist for a while. But tommorow... well, I'd kind of not like for any of my parents to hit him with a crowbar and then blow him up... again. Unless he did set us up, and then I call dibs."

"It hurts thinking maybe he lied to me. But it feels weird thinking maybe he didn't and then he didn't come back. And, ok, he's probably not really any more sane than I am, but he's not crazy in the same way, and I think I could use some advice on how to make it all not awkward? Because... because I'm pretty sure I still love him."

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[reality_warper]

"Ya can't help genetics," Jeannie says with a Harley-ish grin and a chuckle. "All you can help is what you do with the hand you've been dealt... and some of us get more wild cards than others. I know in at least one of those timelines, baby girl here was born with green hair." She giggles and nudges Duela, who makes a bit of a show of looking more embarrassed than she actually is.

Duela's Aunt Evie had had to dye her hair in that timeline, what with a turned-evil Superman who might well have killed her if he'd found out the Joker had a daughter.

Jeannie seems to look off at nothing for a bit, poking at the air as if there's something there. Then she gives the nothing-something a little tug... and a slightly mangled corpse in a police uniform drops out of thin air onto a nearby couch.

[mordredeschain]

*He blinks at it a moment--and then a great spider is crouched upon the offering, fangs in its throat.* (Thankee-sai for the meal. Did ya make it out of nothin'? There's no thought ta be found in it, just food.)

[reality_warper]

"Honestly, I don't know if I make things here or just... pull them out of all the leftover bits from stories or something." Jeannie says, wriggling her fingers and looking at them before she shrugs. "It's kinda a chaos thing, so it works better the less I understand how it works."

Duela, for her part, doesn't seem phased by any of this, from the suddenly appearing corpse to the giant spider dining on it. She thinks it's great that her mom can make food appear for her friend without all those tricky moral issues.

[mordredeschain]

(Whichever's the case, I be thankful ta thee.)

*He does his best to eat quickly, for all that she's unfazed. It just seems the polite thing to do.*

[laughing_girl]

"You're welcome," Jeannie replies.

Duela's just humming to herself now, and amusing herself with random funny thoughts of ways to make sure Jason didn't shoot her father until they could have a little chat about that nasty buisness with the crowbar and explosives...

"I think we should go home now," Jeannie says. After all, she had to get to 'work'. And she knew Duela would want to be there afterwards.

[mordredeschain]

(Then may your days be long upon the earth, sai, an' thankee once more.)

[reality_warper]

"You're welcome," Jeannie says, and Duela starts to wave bye before they simply disappear as if they were never there. Well, except for whatever might remain of the uniformed corpse for evidence.

(And fade there, I think)

[mordredeschain]