week 01; thursday night, w/ dave.

[muties]

thursday night, roxy's room.

[ because all teen sons just want to have a slumber party with their moms. they're probably mostly just sitting there, playing with their tablets like the nerds they are. ]

I wish we could pester everyone back home, let 'em know what's the haps.

[ TG: were in space shit is gettin weird
TG: may have a killer ai idk yet well see

from either of them, actually. ]

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[muties]

Oh yeah? You're gonna have to tell me how it compares! I bet it's just as good, even if she was just a youngin.

[ one of these days roxy is going to wonder why dave repeatedly skirts around talking about dirk, but for now she figures he's maybe just. sad that dirk isn't here, maybe? maybe dave idolized bro!dirk the same way dirk idolized bro!dave, or something. ]

Shit yes. It'll be bedtime storytime! [ which is a good parental thing to do heck yes. she wants to be a good teen mom, to make up for the fact that really dave would probs rather have dirk here. ] It'll be a good way to make sure we sleep soundly af and dream about wizards instead of the nonsense here.

[parodeity]

[ someday roxy will catch on and that day will be a sad day and a terrible private convo and it might even happen before one of them dies if they're...lucky? unlucky? who knows. dave will avoid the topic like the plague though. ]

Shit yes, just what I always wanted, dreams about old dudes with beards.