Future Broken Verse

((Peter knows EXACTLY where seven came from >:3 *wink wink nudge nudge*))

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She shrinks a bit more, this time grinning widely and blushing at the complement.

The question gets a glare thrown at the mess of yarn.

"It’s SUPPOSED to be a scarf." She huffs, a bit of smoke puffing along with it, yep she’s one of Steve’s brood.

"But a certain little hatchling likes to play with her yarn while she’s knitting" Norman chuckles "and always manages to tangle it all up."

Oh. That was right, this Norman knitted. He used to have a scarf made by him. He wondered what happened to it, actually. Over a hundred years since he got it, who knows what happened to it. He used to have so many things; toys, books, clothes. He had very little now.

"Well, everyone gots ta start somewhere! I betcha yer Uncle Norman’s g-g-g-gonna teach ya real good!"

Woah okay that was weird. Uncle Norman? God he was use to just Norman that was so off kilter can he stop?

"If I can teach mr falls-asleep-every-four-minutes I can teach this one." Norman chuckles as he finally rescues the yarn from needing to be clipped apart, starting her off again and passing the needles back to her, pointedly setting the yarn ball in a basket to her side.

"I'll get it!" Isabell insists, carefully starting to cast on, though shes already starting to shift the basket her yarns n around a bit with her heel.

Norman noticed and hid a snicker behind his oven mitt.

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"Sorry." Isabelle scootched a bit into her seat and looked up at him apologetically "Dad always says I take my own time with things."

"Why on Earth are you sorry? Don’t ya know, ya gotta wait f’all th’best things in life!" He knew all the lines, but never lived by them. He tapped her chin a little, trying to look as friendly as he could.

"Ya turned inta a lovely young lady. What ya tryin’ ta do here?"

She shrinks a bit more, this time grinning widely and blushing at the complement.

The question gets a glare thrown at the mess of yarn.

"It's SUPPOSED to be a scarf." She huffs, a bit of smoke puffing along with it, yep she's one of Steve's brood.

"But a certain little hatchling likes to play with her yarn while she's knitting" Norman chuckles "and always manages to tangle it all up."

"Sorry." Isabelle scootched a bit into her seat and looked up at him apologetically "Dad always says I take my own time with things."

"Ya turned inta a lovely young lady. What ya tryin’ ta do here?"

She wrinkles her nose at him and blushes, waving him off in place of a response till he asks her about her mess of a project.

"That" She pointed at the yarn Norman just about had untangled "Was meant to be a scarf, uncle Normans teaching me how to knit."

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"Woah really?! That nuts! Magic anons do such weird stuff!" Her tone says she doesn’t doubt Love’s story at all and she looks a bit impressed that something like that had happened to her and she didn’t even know it.

Michael nods “I remember it was pretty confusing at first, when they came along asking where you were, and then a couple years later THERE YOU WERE!”

"It was strange, t’say th’least. Some a th’most confusin’ years a my life. We was waitin’ f’ya t’hatch, but our our our portal closed affore ya did. Nice t’meet ya longa th’n five minutes."

"Sorry" Isabell scootched a bit into her seat and looked up at him apologetically "Dad always says I take my own time with things."

Isy laughed at the mental image

"That sorta stuff happens a lot around here too! One time Errol and Elliot got turned into a beagle and a labradoodle puppy for a week, it was hillarious!"

She tilted her head, confused

"First time?"

"Well." He scratched his head, trying to find a way to explain this.

"When I wassa kid, your Pappy got magicked. An’ y’all existed affore ya existed. Sos th’first time I met Ian an’ ya Pap, you was hatched. Right there in th’middle a play time. Next time we came by, you an’ th’twins were gone! Couple year’s lata, y’all came back."

"Woah really?! That nuts! Magic anons do such weird stuff!" Her tone says she doesn't doubt Love's story at all and she looks a bit impressed that something like that had happened to her and she didn't even know it.

Michael nods "I remember it was pretty confusing at first, when they came along asking where you were, and then a couple years later THERE YOU WERE!"

Peter misses the flinch, Norman not so much but he lets it slide. Poor thing had always been a bit jumpy.

"Wait, you’re the Uncle Rabbit my big brother talks about aren’t you!" Recognition lights her eyes as she realizes who it is that’s before her. "And your sister’s Delilah! Like the giraffe."

"I am!" Wow, he would never get over how warm that made him feel. The fuzzy sort of warm that came with knowing someone cared. "An’ she is! But she ain’t a giraffe. She was once, f’bout a week. She hates when I bring it up."

He was grinning now, momentary fears forgotten.

"I was there th’first time ya hatched. Sorry I missed it th’second time."

Isy laughed at the mental image

"That sorta stuff happens a lot around here too! One time Errol and Elliot got turned into a beagle and a labradoodle puppy for a week, it was hillarious!"

She tilted her head, confused

"First time?"

"Little Love came to visit! And he’s all grown up!" Peter supplied as Michael plopped down next to Isabelle and dragged her over to tickle her

"Ahhh! Uncle Mikey omgod stoppp!" she was still giggling as she got herself free and gave him a surprised look.

"You’re all bouncy today! What’s up?"

Norman looked Love over again in surprise, a lopsided, slightly terrifying smile, spreading across his strange features.

"Love? Oh we’ve missed you around here. Glad to see you again kiddo." There’s this tone of relief in his voice, obviously everyone had been worried by his portals sudden disappearance.

Oh, ouch. He tried not to flinch at the name. Little Love. No one had called him that all year. That was a name that Pappy and Mommy had called him. Peter and Elsie. No one else ever called him that, and to suddenly hear it after what had happened. He hadn’t been expecting it. And he hadn’t expected it to hurt so much.

"Heh, yeah! Mi-mi-missed you guys too." He wanted to say more. To talk to Norman, to say something, anything. There were so many mornings that he would wake up and expect the twins to be fighting over something. To see one of them now.

"Izzy! Hi!" Coward. "Y-ya don’t know me. But I muh-meet you once, a long long time ago."

Peter misses the flinch, Norman not so much but he lets it slide. Poor thing had always been a bit jumpy.

"Wait, your the Uncle Rabbit my big brother talks about arn't you!" Recognition lights her eyes as she realizes who it is thats before her. "And your sisters Delilah! Like the giraffe."

With almost two decades between now and the last time Rabbit had been referred to as ‘he’ none of them even thought about it anymore.

"So you come exploring or tumble through a portal on accident?"

Norman asked conversationally as he worked on the knotted chaos. Attention turning back to Isabel for a moment to say

"And this is why I tell you not to play around with the ball while you’re knitting." before turning it back to Love for his reply.

"I, um." Oh he was so beyond lost for what to say just now. A clearing of his vocorder, and he tried to shake it off.

"No! Yes, I. Right. No I came th-through t’find an’ old friend."

Smooth.

"Little Love came to visit! And he's all grown up!" Peter supplied as Michael plopped down next to Isabell and dragged her over to tickle her

"Ahhh! Uncle Mikey omgod stoppp!" she was stil giggling as she got herself free and gave him a surprised look.

"You're all bouncy today! What's up?"

Norman looked Love over again in surprise, a lopsided, slightly terrifying smile spreading across his strange features.

"Love? Oh we've missed you around here. Glad to see you again kiddo." There's this tone of relief in his voice, obviously everyone had been worried by his portals sudden disapearence.

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A pitying look flicked across Peters face but was gone in an instant.

"You know I bet we’ve still got most of our Rabbit’s old clothes around. I’d assume they’d fit. And she sure wouldn’t mind."

The dark haired little girl huffed and held her mangled yarn out with a whine.

"I can’t get it!"

Norman laughed, rolling his oddly shaped eyes and setting his own work aside to take hers.

"I’ll fix it just keep your scales on. Oh hello there." He gives his least frightening smile to this Rabbit that’s not theirs as he deftly untangles Isabell’s yarn. Upside of lobster claw fingers? Made it really easy to untangle things.

There it was again, “she” when talking about Rabbit. That confused him. Rabbit had been like he was now, when he was younger. Was he hearing things? He was so confused by this. But he wouldn’t ask. No, nope.

Attention back on Norman, he felt his insides miss a tick. This is what happened to him? This is what his core did to his cousin? He had been told that Norman, his Norman, had been turned into a monster. Mutating, constantly changing in horrific and painful ways. Until he couldn’t take the pain, the changes. And-

"Hi there."

God. This is what he had done?

With almost two decades between now and the last time Rabbit had been referred to as 'he' none of them even thought about it anymore.

"So you come exploring or tumble through a portal on accident?"

Norman asked conversationally as he worked on the knotted chaos. Attention turning back to Isabel for a moment to say

"And this is why I tell you not to play around with the ball while you're knitting." before turning it back to Love for his reply.

Peter notices the sagging and something clicks.

"Are those Uncle The Spine’s clothes?" He asked curiously

"Chaotic." Michael answered "But not as much as you’d think, Since Ian’s such a sweety he got everyone pretty well prepared by the time the rest came through. Honestly I think he caused less havock then me and Peter did."

He laughed, remembering their now long passed school days. Then again they’d both had a thing for scientific experimentation which lead to more explosive instances then the half dragon tots ever did.

They got to one of the sitting rooms and Michael peeked his head in calling

"Hey Issy you in here?"

"Hi Uncle Mikey!" Yep

Inside a surprisingly normal little girl sat trying to sort out a knot in some yarn across from a picasso eyed, lobster fingered man who was well on his way to a finished afghan.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah they is. Don’t got none o’m’own. Not yet. Annie wants ta get m’ measurements, but I ain’t done it yet."

He gets too overwhelmed because everyone comes out to talk to him when he stays in one place for more than ten minutes (other than his room.) So he stayed in Spine’s old clothes.

Once they reached the room, he slowed as he saw who was there. He’d seen Norman, in passing before the portals had closed. He had known him to be the strange looking man that Ian looked up to. And then, as one of the twins. He had spent more time knowing “Norman” as his younger cousin. This, was not what he remembered.

A pitying look flicked across Peters face btu was gone in an instant.

"You know I bet we've still got most of our Rabbits old clothes around. I'd assume they'd fit. And she sure wouldn't mind."

The dark haired little girl huffed and held her mangled yarn out with a whine

"I can't get it!"

Norman laughed, rolling his oddly shaped eyes and setting his own work aside to take hers.

"I'll fix it just keep your scales on. Oh hello there." He gives his least frightening smile to this Rabbit thats not theirs as he deftly untangles Isabells yarn. Upside of lobster claw fingers? made it really easy to untangle things.

Michael and Peter exchanged glances and shrugged.

"We didn’t."

"Yeah, it’s been like this our whole lives. So there wasn’t any getting used to its just how its always been."

The pair had grown up side by side in the sprawling mansion so it felt completely normal for them.

"Sorry Love."

"An’ dat’s how th’dice rolls, I guess." A shrug, shoving his hands into his pockets. Only to take them out and hike the pants up a moment later. He really needed to get his own clothes.

"So how did schools take ta a mess a dragon kids?"

Peter notices the sagging and something clicks.

"Are those Uncle The Spine's clothes?" He asked curiously

"Chaotic." Michael answered "But not as much as you'd think, Since Ian's such a sweety he got everyone pretty well prepared by the time the rest came through. Honestly I think he caused less havock then me and Peter did."

He laughed, remembering their now long passed school days. Then again they'd both had a thing for scientific experimentation which lead to more explosive instances then the half dragon tots ever did.

They got to one of the sitting rooms and Michael peeked his head in calling

"Hey Issy you in here?"

"Hi Uncle Mikey!" Yep

Inside a surprisingly normal little girl sat trying to sort out a knot in some yarn across from a picasso eyed, lobster fingered man who was well on his way to a finished afghan.

"She gets it from her mom." Michael assures him, he’s got a bit of a bounce in his step as he leads the way.

+Awww, you suck up XD+ Qwerty laughed making Michael snicker as well.

"Love you."

+Love you too.+

Peter shook his head, obviously this wasn’t an irregular occurrence.

Up the stairs, back past the kitchen, along that windy way the manor always seemed to have, Michael kept his eyes on Qwerty’s screen as she lead the way, noting.

+I do believe she was in one of the sitting rooms last I knew.+

Love looks very proud of how Michael’s moving, feeling a satisfaction that he’d given the anon’s a little what-for in their deal. Sure, it wasn’t forever. But for the moment he was doing alright, and that was a win.

"Dis is sumthin’ I don’t fink I’ll ev-eva g-g-g-get used ta. Th’manor’s so big now. I didn’t go so far when when when I was a kid here. Now my home’s big ‘n’ confusin’. How’d ya git used t’it?"

Michael and Peter exchanged glances and shrugged.

"We didn't."

"Yeah, it's been like this our whole lives. So there wasn't any getting used to its just how its always been."

The pair had grown up side by side in the sprawling mansion so it felt completely normal for them.

"Sorry Love."

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Evelyn caught the pun and started giggling, Peter snorted but didnt comment.

"Sure! Gotta go check on my little trouble maker anyway." He was already making sure all of his experiments would be safe to be left alone for a while, Michael doing the same to the work on his side of the table, and Evelyn getting all the dishes together from the snacks she’d brought down.

"I think i’ma go get these rinsed off. Love you mom, dad. It was nice meeting you Love!"

Michael gave her a hug and Qwerty popped a ^3^ on the screen before she skipped back up the stairs.

"Pleasure’s all mine, Miss Ev-Ev-Evelyn." Love put a hand to his chest as he gave her a small bow. Rabbit no stop, this is not the 1930’s. He watched her go with a smile.

"Charmin’ gal ya got Michael. Takes afta ya a lot. You too, Miss QWERTY. Smart gal."

"She gets it from her mom." Michael assures him, he's got a bit of a bounce in his step as he leads the way

+Awww, you suck up XD+ Qwerty laughed making michael snicker as well

"Love you"

+Love you too+

Peter shook his head, obviously this wasn't an irregular occurrence.

Up the stairs, back past the kitchen, along that windy way the manor always seemed to have, Michael kept his eyes on Qwertys screen as she lead the way, noting

+I do believe she was in one of the sitting rooms last I knew.+

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"Back in Bip. Her work at the Mervile consulate keeps her away from home a lot sadly." Peter explained. "But that just means the time she gets to spend at home is extra special."

+Oh! I know where she is.+ Qwerty piped up,

"Here we’ll show you." Michael said sliding off the stool to show Love the way.

"Oh!" He wasn’t expecting that. But he stood, ready to be lead around. He wanted to enjoy the time away from home. "You comin’ too Sixy?"

Evelyn caught the pun and started giggling, Peter snorted but didnt comment.

"I think i'ma go get these rinsed off. Love you mom, dad. It was nice meeting you Love!"

Michael gave her a hug and Qwerty popped a ^3^ on the screen before she skipped back up the stairs.

"Trust me, I know exactly how lucky I am" Evelyn assured him

"So, where is ya lovely blushin’ bride?" He asked Peter. "An’ th’otha lovely lady that rules th’roost? Izzy ‘round? I know her, but she don’t know me."

"Back in Bip. Her work at the Mervile consulate keeps her away from home a lot sadly." Peter explained. "But that just means the time she gets to spend at home is extra special."

+Oh! I know where she is.+ Qwerty piped up,

"Here we'll show you." Michael said sliding off the stool to show Love the way.