#;beginnings

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“’Course not! It’s pretty!” There’s a confident manner to her assurances, the half alien reaching into her lap for a clip before securing what was probably now the tenth barrette to her dad’s hair. The scattered array of clips and bands was admittedly a little odd looking, but perfect in Mar’i’s eyes nonetheless. Bright green hues squinted thoughtfully at her work thus far and a quick exhale of breath blew an errant strand of her own hair out of her face and freed her line of vision. The young girl swayed slightly mid-air from where her leg-crossed form hovered over the ground before she was giving a nod of approval. “Mama taught me how to braid too.”

She pleasantly returned the grin, idly kicking at a rock on the sidewalk. “You’re right, I don’ think they sleep at night.” Mar’i had a set bedtime, but out of the rest of the family she’d rarely seen them go to bed at a reasonable hour. But that was to be expected considering all of their night jobs. “Kinda like real bats.”

Eyebrows arch up toward her hairline in surprise as if he were offering her some priceless jewel and not a stuffed star with a bizarrely stitched on smiley face that had caught her eye in the middle of a store. Her arms swiftly wrapped around the plushie to hold it tightly against herself and Mar’i gave a broad toothy smile in return. Some babysitters definitely got extra points in her book. “Are you sure?”

It appeared like the blonde was dozing, or else maybe trying to at least. Mar’i smiled at her aunt, and teetering over before poking her gently on the nose. Probably the most cutesy greeting she knew how to employ and thus far, affective.

Was he awake? Asleep? Distracted? Completely aware of the half-alien sneaking up behind him? Who knew! All Mar’i knew for certain that within seconds her pointer finger was pressing her uncle’s nose like a button before dropping once again to her side with a smile. 

“Aunt Terra!”