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SoOoOo, you reply, masterfully sidestepping his question, he’s… he’s gonna be ‘<span class="mu-i">Dad</span>’ soon, huh?
“Well not <span class="mu-i">Dad</span> dad, but… yep.” He replies with pride! “To be honest weren’t planning on moving this fast–not that it wasn’t an eventual goal, of course, but…” Sue punctuates his sentence with a lighthearted shrug and a smile. “We’ll manage.”
<span class="mu-i">Wow</span>, you mutter to yourself, that’s… that’s just… <span class="mu-i">bananas</span>, man.
“Won’t have to worry about mom and dad bothering you about grandkids anymore, though.” Sue adds with a cheeky grin! “You’re welcome, by the way.”
You feel an invisible weight lift off your shoulders as you process your brother’s words. Yea, you reply with a matching smile, thanks, bro….
“Ah ah ah, there’s a catch:” He says as he wags his finger in your face, “Vic’s gonna need a babysitter now and then–I got too many students as-is at the Dojo and Heather’s gonna be working hard too, y’know.”
Uhhh, okay, you scoff, that’s what the <span class="mu-i">internet’s</span> for, duh-<span class="mu-i">DOI!</span>
“What, you wanna pass on teaching him all of the cool stuff you know?” Continues Sue as he raises an eyebrow your way! “On being the cool big sister for once?”
<span class="mu-i">HEY</span>, you snarl, you <span class="mu-i">ARE</span> cool! And he’d better not forget it!
“Course you are!” He says with a laugh and a placating gesture, “but this time you get to be, well… <span class="mu-i">older</span>.”
Yea, well, you sniff, you don’t know a dang thing about raising kids–there was this orphan obsessed with you during, well, <span class="mu-r">THE SHIT,</span> but-
“It’ll be easy, Stan–just do what I do at work: lead by example.” Sue explains in a soft tone. “Or just tell him about all of the dumb stuff <span class="mu-i">you</span> used to do when you were little and <span class="mu-i">not</span> to do it!”
He did some stupid stuff <span class="mu-i">himself</span> when he was a kid, you growl, jabbing an accusatory finger in your brother’s smiling face! And he ain’t off the hook for telling Mitz about <span class="mu-g">STARDUST PRINCESS!</span> Dick!
“Yea okay, that was mean of me…” Sue snickers as he gives your shoulder a reassuring pat, “But anyways, we’ve got a while before Heather’s due, so just think it over, yea?”
Sure, you grunt as you imagine being responsible for someone else’s kid, you’ll think about it… <span class="mu-i">LATER</span>!
“No rush: we aren’t going anywhere.” Your brother shrugs as his smile falters a bit. “... not this time, at least.”
The conversation falls into a lull again. Guess you’ll have to buy them, like, a stroller or something eventually. Dang it… Anything else you bring up?
>SO TELL ME ABOUT YOUR DOJO!
>YOU AND HEATHER ARE DOING GOOD, HUH?
>HEATHER TOLD ME ABOUT WHAT I SAID.
>WHATCHA' THINK OF MITZ?
>WRITE-IN!
