LOG: Welcome Home

[protective_logic]

Who: Ai Family (Native), Maine (Native), York (Native) [Mingle]
What: Maine has dinner with the Ai Family
Where: The New Ai Household
When: Wednesday 3/30, Evening
Warnings: None, will add as needed.

Per Sigma's suggestion, Delta's prompting, and Omega's invitation, tonight is the first night Maine is welcomed back into the lives of the Ais. Dinner is set for an hour after Maine is due to arrive, giving him plenty of time to socialize, and there are board, card, and video games out in the family room for before dinner if needed and after dinner indeed. Everything is ready for the friend to be welcomed back by a joyful family.

Comments

[ambitious_muse]

"If it's not too much work, that would be great," Sigma says. "Though it gives the twins something besides their vegetables to fill up on."

How is dinner such a tactical operation now?

[protective_logic]

It's not a tactical operation. Delta genuinely doesn't know whether to make bread or not.

"Oh, can you start the coffee pot? I imagine York might want some with dinner."

He's good with that too. "So... Come to make sure that I'm level headed for seeing Maine? I assure you I am."

[ambitious_muse]

"Coffee. Of course. There are few things he loves more."

He sets down the knife and moves to get the pot started. "I'm assured. Trust me. Not that I needed it. I came back here to help, not to spy."

[protective_logic]

"Not spy. Scout for a friend you care about," Delta chuckles. "You've clearly been avoiding making some pretty good jokes. I could see it on the tip of your tongue."

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma sticks his tongue out so Delta can see exactly what's on the tip of it. "I do know how to behave myself, you know."

[protective_logic]

"Funny," Delta rolls his eyes. "How comes the salad?"

[ambitious_muse]

"Well, the coffee is heating up." Sigma closes the machine. "I got everything washed off. The chopping is the easy part."

[protective_logic]

"True enough," Delta laughs, shaking his head. "I also want you to know that I hid Risk. We don't need another pass of that."

[ambitious_muse]

"You hid it? That's no fun," he says. "Though I don't think we'd get to be on the same team. We'd have to mix it up."

[protective_logic]

"I don't want Risk tonight," Delta smiles. "Play Don't Wake Daddy or something."

[ambitious_muse]

"With Maine?" Maybe. "And York? I get York for my team, by the way, regardless of what we play."

[protective_logic]

"Why not? The kids like it," Delta shrugs. "Wait... you're abandoning the team? Who will I work with? Omega?"

[ambitious_muse]

"Or Theta," he says. "I would say the Twins, but they'll probably try to grab Maine."

[protective_logic]

"Theta might pick Maine too," delta points out. "So I get gamma?"

[ambitious_muse]

"Probably," he says. "Sorry, D."

Maybe he and York shouldn't team up, to show Omega that they can function separately. But where's the fun in that?

[protective_logic]

"Please don't worry about it. Given it is a four player game we might have to have teams of three players each." Which would put him somewhere.

[ambitious_muse]

"If you're sure," he says.

Maybe they won't end up playing games. He hopes they will, of course, but with Omega and York, who knows?

[protective_logic]

"I am," Delta says. "I would really like a game tonight,a nd one the littles can have fun with. Not a trivia game."

Between him, Gamma and Sigma, no one else had fun. Except for Omega with medicine questions.

[ambitious_muse]

"Maybe after they go to bed? I bet York and Maine could give us a run for our money."

[protective_logic]

"Perhaps," Delta laughs. "Maybe after they go to bed."

[ambitious_muse]

Hopefully everyone will be allowed--or decide--to stay that late. "It would certainly be a fun challenge."

[protective_logic]

"It would be exciting. And we have the the guest room and a number of couches to play with."

[ambitious_muse]

"See? Plenty of space." He stops slicing vegetables long enough to stretch. "It's a really good space for our family."

[protective_logic]

"It's more than a good space," Delta smiles. "I love it. So much. I think I'm happy here. Ready to make a real life."

[ambitious_muse]

"Yeah?" Because working a real job isn't enough of a real life?

...no. Delta deserves to be proud of this.

"How's your office?"