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Luckily, how I felt about her sister caused no problems between Luna and me, because Luna felt the same way, and then some.
“Momster and Dadman are at work,” Dream announced. “My normal babysitter is sick.” Like she had a normal babysitter…not, unless you counted Luna, and sometimes me. “And I have a reading Ihaveto get to. Ambrosia said I can’t bring the kids anymore. She says they mess with her chi and block her third eye chakra, which skews the readings. Last time she told me I was in for a windfall, and the next day, I found out I’d forgotten to pay my APS bill.”
Not-so-newsflash: Dream “forgot” to pay her bills a lot.
“Is Ambrosia ever right?” Luna asked while bouncing her niece, who was named Feather (by the by, the kid I was holding was called Dusk, and yes, Luna and I had already discussed, when the time was right, how to teach both of them how to deal with bullies when they hit school, and further by the by, our strategies had nothing to do with leaving it to karma or turning the other cheek).
“It isn’t an exact science,” Dream retorted. “Even science isn’t exact science.”
“That’s because science is a never-ending quest for answers to all of life’s questions,” Luna shot back. “The dudes in the lab coats didn’t discover penicillin then say, ‘Right. We cracked that. Time for an eternal cocktail,’ whereupon they hung up their white coats and left their lab to get covered in dust and cobwebs. They moved on to the next thing that might help us understand and better our world, our lives and the universe.”
While Luna said this, Dusk struggled to get out of my arms, so I set him down, but only because Dream was not a stranger to The Surf Club, thus neither were Dusk and Feather, and I knew what he’d do.
He did it instantly, toddling precariously from behind the bar in a direct trajectory to Tito.
Once he got there, wordlessly, Tito picked him up, put him in his lap and handed him his iPad, whereupon Dusk started bashing it violently against the table.
Tito didn’t stop this.
He looked out the window and…well, that was it.
“Jujubees!” Dream cried, taking my attention back to her only to see she was forming the sign of the cross with her fingers and directing this at Cap. “Toxic masculinityin da howwwwse.”
Cap simply smiled at her.
At the smile, my body parts started tingling and rippling again.
But my mind had other ideas.
Before I even knew what I was doing, I snapped, “Bitch, uncool.”
Dream’s upper body swayed back in affront as her eyes swerved to me. “My sister, did you just call me a bitch?”
“You said something bitchy, so I called you a bitch,” I replied.
“Here, take her, I’m making coffee,” Luna mumbled to me, depositing Feather in my arms.
I cuddled her closer because she was cute and cuddly and smelled like a baby, so it was a moral imperative to cuddle her closer, even if her mom was acting like a bitch.
“Oh no, he’s not yours, is he?” Dream asked me.
“I’m hers,” Cap stated (yep, more tingling and rippling).
“He’s not mine, you can’t own people,” I said after he spoke. “He’s just…we’re just…” Gah! “Dating.”
“This place feels really fucking familiar,” Liam muttered to Cap, making Cap smile again.
“Yeah,” he replied, sounding oddly content about whatever they were referring to.
“No offense,” Dream said belatedly to Cap.
“None taken,” Cap said back.
“Well,Itake offense,” I said into this exchange. “You formed the sign of the cross and insulted him right to his face. You have no idea if he’s toxic. You don’t even know his name.”
Though, on the face of it, semi-kinda-kidnapping me instead of taking me to my car, then breaking into my house seemed to reside in the red-level zone of toxic.
But then he also bought me Lenny’s.
