Then she pulled up that old rocking chair once again~

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

[Sitting in a rocking chair like some Grandmas are prone to, there's a basket of knitting yarn near her feet. She's busy working on a light blue piece of needlework. There's another basket with a decent pile of finished knitting on it.]

[ooc: Ask and ye shall receive, children.]

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[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

[Groans at the "momma" part]

Because a version of me is your momma. Even if it is weird.

[fire-spawn.livejournal.com]

Version?

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

Look around. I'm not the only "momma" here you see, right? Okay, see? [Grabs a random Namine and shows it to her] See?

[white-canvass.livejournal.com]

....what?

[fire-spawn.livejournal.com]

[blinkblink I saw somebody who looked like Daddy, but Momma said it was just Daddy's cousin.

[white-canvass.livejournal.com]

...I'm kind of afraid to ask.

[fire-spawn.livejournal.com]

Hi Momma!

[white-canvass.livejournal.com]

...

Did she just call me "momma"?

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

Yes, she did.

We are not cousins. We are not your "momma". We are other versions of her. Got it?

[fire-spawn.livejournal.com]

Oooh.

Why are there different versions?

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

Ask your momma.

[white-canvass.livejournal.com]

...her hair is red. If her mother is a version of us, then her dad would be...

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

...can you imagine marrying him, having a child with him?

[white-canvass.livejournal.com]

What? NO! He- he's already dead in my world!

[fire-spawn.livejournal.com]

Why can't I ask you?

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

Cause I'm not your momma!

[fire-spawn.livejournal.com]

But you know and if Momma didn't tell me then she might not.

[white-canvass.livejournal.com]

...just... trust her. Alright?

[fire-spawn.livejournal.com]

[looks between them] ...'Kay.