Watch out for the quiet ones

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Would you like to maybe explore a bit with me, Miss? If there’s anything you’ve been wanting to see?

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I’d very much like that!  There’s so many new things opening up and I’d be happy to go and see any of them with you.

They really are! Oh, thank you. I’m hoping that I enjoy it too. Have you not gone around much of the island yet, Miss?

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You’re very welcome!  Not so far - I don’t get out as much as some of my siblings do, so I think they’ve definitely checked out more of the place than I have.

Kismet shook her head. “Hey don’t apologise, it’s confusing getting everything in order right now.” She pointed out. “There’s so much new information that I think I might burst.” She decided, and nodded in agreement. “I mean it’s basically the only place to eat on campus so we should at least get used to it.”

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It is, Elisa nodded.  There was so much to get organized and ready before the new semester, and it meant dealing with a lot of new people and new situations - none of which was really her specialty.  No bursting please, I like you just like this without bursting.  She smiled easy agreement at Kismet’s point.  That’s what I figure - I’ve heard their coffee is bad but it’s not like I’m picky.

Kismet gave Elisa a fond smile. “Thank you, I really do hope so. I’ve wanted one forever.” The redhead said honestly. “I’m not going to submit the form until after I get my roommate assignment but I’d love to take you for some lunch if you’re up for it.” She suggested. “We could go and see if the Khangs food truck is available? Or bite the bullet and go to Twizzle.”

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Oh right, I forgot you can’t do it yet, Elisa apologized.  If their roommates agreement had to be a thing they had to actually have a roommate.  Nodding with a happy smile, she gestured toward Twizzle.  Might as well give it a try, right?  I’ve heard some people say it’s really good and some people say it’s gross so we’ll just have to see!

“Both!” Sunday replied without hesitation, already moving to get up at the invitation to join Elisa in the kitchen. They were always so fun. She stood, her hand finding Elisa’s like a magnet but before she could take a step she felt a familiar sensation grab at her. It was almost as if she were being tapped on the shoulder to be coaxed away but Sunday squeezed Elisa’s hand to ground herself better, quite literally holding on to stay fronting. The sensation relented and Sunday smiled as Sierra, semi-coconscious in the background, seemingly gave in and didn’t try to force her out. Sunday would take that as permission and she bounced happily, prepared to follow Elisa for hot cocoa and then cuddle up to go to sleep. Even though they were not in their jammies, she really liked sleepovers anyway.

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Both it is, Elisa promised, ready to give Sunday just about anything she was in the mood for before they slept.  When her hand was squeezed she stopped, waiting to see if the little needed anything, but Sunday’s bouncing after her told her that it was safe to proceed.  Taking a chair from the kitchen table, Elisa set it a few feet back from the stove and patted the seat.  Climb up, cutie.  Nice and safe here, no getting burned.  She helped Sunday into the chair and turned back to start on the cocoa - a small pot, milk, cocoa, and marshmallows of both sizes to finish it off.  No microwave cocoa in Elisa’s house, not a chance.

Brow furrowing as she realized it, Sunday nodded furiously, agreeing. She was already in bed. That was right! Though before she could voice her assent Elisa was asking her about cocoa and she lit up, eyes bright and smile unguarded. It was a sign she knew very well and she lifted their own hands to excitedly sign it back. Cocoa! “Really??” Sunday nodded again. “I’ll be really really still and quiet until its all done.” She promised, making a zipping her lips motion over her mouth and tossing an imaginary key. But then, “Oh wait, but… don’t make it too hot please, I don’t want Sloan to be mad if I accidently burn our mouth.” 

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The sheer excitement in the sign was so adorable that Elisa could hardly stand it.  Sure, she’d probably have to deal with a mild scolding from Sierra for letting Sunday stay up a bit longer and have cocoa so late, but it was worth it just for that excited smile.  Really!  And you don’t have to be still, you can come watch me make it if you want to.  The way that Sunday was so concerned not for burning her mouth but how it would make Sloan feel prompted another little kiss on her head.  We’ll be very super careful, I promise.  Would you like big marshmallows or small?

Kismet gave her sisters arm a little squeeze in thanks, and looked down at her file again. “It’s so exciting the possibility that we might have pets.” She added. “Makes you think how stingy Dad was sometimes.” The redhead reflected. “Where were you headed before I captured you?”

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Elisa grinned, nodding agreement - pets were an area that definitely hadn’t been part of their childhood and stinginess really had to be the only explanation when they’d had plenty of room and resources.  You’ll be a very good chinchilla mom, I know it, and I can’t wait to meet them.  She gestured vaguely ahead of her, not pointing to anywhere in particular.  Just out for a walk.  I thought about getting some food but I can’t decide if I’m hungry or not.  Want me to walk with you to the office?

“Elisa!” Kismet called, trying to catch up with her sister. “Please.. wait a minute.” She begged as she managed to loop her arm through her sisters. “Will you look at this for me? It’s a full file on Chinchilla care, I’m going to submit it to the admin office once I get my roommate. Do you think it’s enough?” @elisasryan​

Elisa only heard her name at the last moment before Kismet hooked her arm.  Nodding, she accepted the file and took her arm back long enough to flick through it.  It was remarkably detailed, and she was sure it was more than the admins would need, but she wasn’t going to say that after Kismet had worked so hard putting it together.  It looks amazing!  I think that’ll be perfect, it’ll show them you’re really serious about this.  Plus these chinchillas look really cute.

Sunday drank in Elisa’s signs, delighted that she was happy to see her too and the inviting peck of a kiss drew her in even closer. She launched herself into Elisa, wrapping her arms around her and burying her face against Elisa’s shoulder for a moment. She always smelled really super nice. “I had a GREAT day.” They said, muffled by their position. “We played on the swing set and I got to slide as much as I wanted in the yard.” Truly some favorite highlights of the inner world where she lived most of the time. Sunday pulled back so she could see Elisa’s hands, her attention momentarily torn as her gaze rose up and to the side. As if she were listening to someone speaking behind her. “I’m supposed to be going to bed.” The words coming whispered like a secret. 

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Rocked slightly backward by the enthusiastic hug, Elisa laughed her silent laugh and wrapped her arms around Sunday to hold her tightly.  It always felt special when she got to spend time with her, because Sunday’s trust was something she valued.  Grinning widely, she took in all the details and had to agree that it did sound like a pretty amazing day.  Swings and slides in a lovely yard was pretty tempting even for Elisa herself.  But you are in bed, though, right?  It was a technicality, but Sunday was more than welcome to take advantage of it.  Right here in bed with me, relaxing after having such a lovely day.  If you want I could make us some cocoa, because that always makes me sleepy.

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Sunday pressed her lips together to keep their smile from getting too big but it was hard to do when Elisa seemed to recognize them immediately and they received the playful touch to their face that made their nose scrunch up. “I’m sorry.” They said, feeling guilty as they typically did for interrupting. Sunday had been sitting with Sierra and playing dolls with Summer in their room but Elisa’s presence drew her out and once she had gotten close enough to the front of their house to see and feel her, she couldn’t help herself from slipping out. “I wanted to see you too.” 

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Elisa shook her head, still smiling.  There were a lot of subtle adjustments when she was dealing with the littles, but one of the most important was trying her best to never look anything but happy to see them.  That, and making sure that her signs were slower and more pronounced so that they could be more easily read.  You don’t have to be sorry, Sunday, not even a little bit.  I’m always very happy to see you, you know that.  After all, you’re my little quiet buddy, right?  Scooting forward, Elisa pressed her lips gently to Sunday’s head.  How are you today?

Sloan watched, feeling like they were sinking deeper into the bed as they relaxed further. Toward the end their blinking had slowed with their breathing and their lips curled up in a lazy smile watching how animated Elisa was over it all. It took them a moment to figure out what the Cuba sign was but with context clues it clicked. Sloan gave a slight chuckle and reached out to pat Elisa’s cheek, “I think here in Florida is technically…geographically, as close as you could be Elisa.” They rest their hand on the side of their sister’s face a moment and then the moment seemed to stretch and Sloan stepped aside. Their expression softened, bright eyes going searching over Elisa’s face and smile delicate as they pulled themselves closer past the pillows to inspect her up close. Sunday tended not to announce herself, happy to be the quietest of their system. But not as quiet as Elisa, that’s why she liked her the most. Her other hand came up to hold Elisa’s face from both sides and she stared into her eyes, parting her lips for a very soft and stand alone, “Hi.” 

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Elisa’s eyes widened slightly at the point, drawing in the air as she figured out that yes, Sloan was very right about that.  Laughing silently at her own failure of geography, she leaned into the touch and smiled.  The change in her sibling’s demeanour was close to instant, and Elisa waited to see who she was with. As her face was gently cradled between two soft hands and their faces grew close enough that their noses nearly touched, the answer became obvious and Elisa’s face lit up with a smile.  The littles were always good company, and it always made her happy to see them.  Bringing one hand up, she booped Sunday gently on the nose before signing hello in return.  

“I missed you too El.” Sloan said, leaning on their elbow, head in hand to see Elisa better over the pillow. It’d been a bit of a rough week for them just getting adjusted to the start of some of their classes and trying to adhere to a routine. They sighed contented, maybe even growing a bit sleepy simply because of their sister’s quiet calming effect on them. “You wanna tell me more about the trip?”

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Sloan’s comfort and contentment was something that always made Elisa proud - the rest of the family were loud in their own wonderful ways, but her room was always an oasis of silence where no one had to say anything.  And she knew that could be good for Sloan.  Of course, she smiled, settling against the bed so that she could comfortably sign.  I tried lots of new food, things I’d love to learn how to make now that we’re home.  Six Flags was so much fun - I loved all the rides and I actually got pictures on some of them, they’re in my slideshow.  The floating gardens were so pretty and so...quiet.  Like the perfect place for me.  She paused for a second, trying to decide what else she should share.  Oh!  And the caves.  I could totally live in a cave, Elisa joked.  It was just a really nice trip.  And I know Mexico’s a long way from Cuba, but it was kind of like the closest I’ve ever been to where my birth parents came from.  So that was nice.

You don’t have to be sorry. I definitely get wanting to be careful. Apologies are so so not necessary. I’ve been to Florida! But mostly for like the theme park you know? 

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That makes sense, they’re a good reason to be in Florida!  I hope you enjoy the island, though, it’s very nice - what I’ve seen of it so far at least!

“Cool, thanks.” Sloan grinned and was quick to slip past Elisa and into their dorm, then to her room. They shucked off the jacket Simon had thrown on them before they left their room, ripped jeans following and thrown together on the floor out of the way with their shoes. Sloan didn’t ask before hopping into their sisters bed, grabbing the body pillow and barrel rolling around it to get to one side with some difficulty considering all the extra fluff. 

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Elisa watched as they clambered onto the bed and rolled over her body pillow, grinning at the sight.  She followed Sloan into the bedroom and climbed up on the bed as well, laying on the opposite side of the body pillow and smiling over at them.  I’m glad you came.  I was just thinking the fort could use someone else in it tonight.  And I missed you a lot while we were in Mexico.

Oh, no! Definitely not a Miss! I’m a submissive. But it’s really nice to meet you, Miss Elisa! And I’m very glad that I’m here to join them too. I’ve missed them both a whole bunch honestly.

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Oh, I’m sorry!  I just wanted to be sure because I didn’t know one way or the other.  It’s really nice to meet you too, and I’ll bet your sisters have missed you just as much.  Have you ever been to Florida before?