Log: Tending the Twins

[ambitious_muse]

Who: Sigma Ai, Agent York (Native), any Ai siblings who are at home
What: Babysitting the little siblings during Delta's appointment
Where: Ai household
When: Friday morning (8 May)
Warnings: none

Before he picks up the twins from school, Sigma finds everything he should need. Paper, pencils, crayons, and even a few stickers, so they can decorate the room with "Get Well Delta" cards. Dishes, cups, and favorite juices. A rogue ball of string in case York wants to help the twins play the "secret agent" game that he proposed on their second date.

It's a lot for one morning of babysitting, but Sigma really wants this to go well. Delta needs it, and more importantly, he hasn't seen York since before finals. It's time to sit back, have fun, and pretend that nothing is wrong.

Thankfully, the twins are pretty docile by the time they get home. Both of them have been cranky in Delta's absence. Now, they just seem resigned. Sigma hopes York will help him cheer them up.

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[depthlesslock]

All things considered, York is rather looking forward to the day. Granted, it would be great if Delta didn't have to go to the doctor's, but since he does, York will happily help his boyfriend babysit his younger siblings. He likes kids and he's certainly looking forward to getting to know the twins better. They looked pretty playful when he met them at the park, which is definitely something he can work with.

He took the shuttle, not wanting the car to be recognizable. While he's got his typical tan getup on since they'll be in the house the whole time, a green coat covers him for the walk up to the house.

He walks up the path to the door and rings the doorbell, waiting patiently to be let in. Okay, no he doesn't, he shifts from foot to foot until the door opens. What? He hasn't seen his boyfriend in over a week and while they'd parted on good terms, they certainly hadn't started on them and York's eager for a reminder that Sigma's okay.

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma rushes to engage the airlock at the sound of the doorbell. The twins are eating lunch--Sigma scarfed down his sandwich in excitement, but Eta takes her time and Iota picks at his sandwich. That's okay. He can leave them for a minute while he greets his boyfriend.

[depthlesslock]

The first door lets him in and York steps though, taps one foot and shrugs out of the green coat while the air filter cycles, then is let through to the house. He smiles widely at the sight of Sigma and takes his helmet off as the door seals behind him.

'Hey,' he says.

[ambitious_muse]

"Hey," he says. "Looking good." He nods at the green coat before giving York a hug in greeting.

[depthlesslock]

'Yeah, this isn't the full outfit yet. It's gonna be weird wearing a different color.' Just the coat looked weird whenever he caught sight of himself.

He returns the embrace warmly, smiling.

[ambitious_muse]

"We're eating lunch now. Are you hungry?"

[depthlesslock]

'Not hugely, but I'll happily join you,' he says. 'I'm sure I can find some room.'

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma slips out of his arms, snags his hand, and leads him toward the kitchen. Never mind that York probably knows where it is by now. He wants the contact.

"How was your weekend?" he asks, not sure if he should bring up mercenary business around the twins.

[depthlesslock]

'Eventful,' he replies, which is certainly true. 'Got everything done.'

He's perfectly happy holding Sigma's hand as they head into the kitchen where the twins are eating at the table.

[ambitious_muse]

"Oh good. So I don't have to lose you again for awhile?"

He turns York loose at the table and continues to the fridge. "What would you like? The three of us had pb and j, but there's also turkey or ham. We have orange juice to drink, too, if you'd like."

[depthlesslock]

'Nope. I rarely take jobs out of the city.' Usually only if a group of them get hired for one job.

He sits down and smiles at the twins who are watching him warily, but with what he hopes is curiosity. 'I never say no to peanut butter and jelly,' he says. 'Thanks.'

[ambitious_muse]

"Grape or strawberry?" It's an important question, one that has had the twins in tears before when answered poorly.

"Eta, Iota, this is my friend York. You met him at the park, remember?"

Two sets of wide eyes look the mercenary over.

[depthlesslock]

'Strawberry, please.' He's not too fussy, but he does prefer strawberry when it's available.

'Hello,' he says, waving and smiling at the twins. They're deffinitely Ais. Iota's golden eyes especially are very noticeable.

[wanderingmemory]

Well, Epsilon might not be prompt, but he did say he'd be around to help babysit the young ones. And now, he's making his way down, trying not to stir things up too much. But hey, this is his chance to see why Omega started with the condom ridiculousness. There has to be something about Sigma's boyfriend causing it. When he makes his way downstairs, minus his helmet, he's in a good mood.

"So, what have I missed?"

[ambitious_muse]

"Lunch," Sigma says. "And art. York, this is my brother Epsilon. Ep, this is York." He slips a hand around York's. He had forgotten that his brother hadn't met his boyfriend yet. This could get. . . Interesting.

[depthlesslock]

York looks up at the new voice and finds a figure who is both familar and not. He has the strange eyes of all the Ais and similar facial features, but York's never seen him before.

He smiles at Sigma's hand in his and squeezes his hand once in reassurance.

'Hey, Epsilon, nice to finally meet you.'

[wanderingmemory]

Epsilon just gives York an appraising look. "Well, nice to meet you, York. I've heard a little about you, but this explains some things. Nice catch just on looks, Sigma. And I'm sure there's more to him than that if he's here now."

Yea, he's smirking right now. He's joking though, and trying to embarrass Sigma a little at the same time. Without saying anything likely to cause issues with younger ears.

[ambitious_muse]

"Give me some credit, Epsilon," Sigma says. "You know I love the smart ones."

[depthlesslock]

'Heard a few things about you too,' he returns. 'Guess I can cross one more Ai off my "to meet list".' That just leaves Gamma. And possibly Alpha. 'And I can assure you, there's plenty more to me than good looks.'

He gets a very warm, fuzzy feeling from Sigma's words.

[wanderingmemory]

Epsilon laughs. "Good point. And I'm almost afraid to know what you've heard of me. Considering my wandering habits..." There's a snicker at that. "And I can think of things I'm wondering about regarding you."

He gives Sigma a look. "But I'd rather not embarrass Sigma more than our older brother already has."

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma doesn't know whether to chase the twins out or beg them to stay at the table.

"Mostly that you're a slacker," he teases. "And you snore terribly." It may or may not be true. He sleeps so deeply, and at such different times from Epsilon, that he doesn't actually know.

At the mention of Omega, Eta's head perks up. "Omom?" she asks.

"Yes, Omega," Sigma says. "I can't tell if he's teasing or well-intentioned."

[depthlesslock]

York rolls his eyes at the reminder of Omega's antics. He opens his mouth to add something to the conversation, when Eta pipes up and takes his attention entirely.

'...Omom?' Surely it's too good to be true.

[wanderingmemory]

Epsilon glares at Sigma. "I'm not that much of a slacker. I work on my own projects. And I don't snore." He probably does.

There's a laugh. "I think I see why Omom teases you like that. It's well intentioned. He just wants to protect his younger siblings."

[ambitious_muse]

"Epsilon does courier work," Sigma explains to York. "He works hard at it, hard enough to never be home."

"Yeah, Roxy gave Omega that nickname, and you did not hear it from me." He hasn't even said it.

"And what do you mean, you see why? I'm doing just fine on my own."

[depthlesslock]

'Courier work's sure a good excuse if you like wandering,' he says.

Oh, this is too good. Sure Omega will likely try to kill him if he ever repeats it, but he can think it while looking at the man.

'My lips are sealed.'