Of Helmets, Bananas, and New Boots

[protective_logic]

Who: Delta Ai (Native) and Omega Ai (Native)
What: Discussions of the oddity of the last month, and Sigma's pending birthday.
Where: The Ai family household.
When: The beginning of the month.
Warnings: None other than insults of Yorks.

Delta is a man used to routine. Minute variations are, of course, welcome, but beyond that Delta has always been about the details of life falling into order. Which has been what made this last month so... strange in Delta's opinion. There has been a quiet tension around his older brother lately. More than that. Sigma has offered him a day off from the twins and Theta and Delta just has to smile at his thought of his day alone tomorrow.

With a chuckle he enters the house, puts his helmet on the shelf, and moves to the kitchen. He's got some cleaning to do before he can sit down and give himself half an hour to relax...

Comments

[baruthumos]

Omega glares at him. "I'm going to borrow those books. Without asking, when you least expect it. You will search, and search, and search in vain, for I shall have hidden them! Mwuahahaha."

Why do they not do this more often? Because apparently, they are both idiots. Omega resolves, silently, to do better. Be more like Alpha would.

"Anytime, sparkles. Just say the word."

Omega could probably help out more around the house. Starting with the dishes.

[protective_logic]

"And Meg?" Delta says, standing.

He heads to the kitchen door and calls back as he moves through it. "I'm not the only one who needs outside friends."

[baruthumos]

"I have friends," Omega yells after him. "I have cool friends, even! Come outside some time, and I'll introduce you!"

Maine signs, Delta signs, this could work. Omega's never shied away from sharing good things with his brothers.

[protective_logic]

"Sure," Delta laughs, and then he's gone.