otherfathering | Reprise #1 [Voice

The sun's barely rising when he's ushered quite quickly out into the snow-layered town, no good-bye and a newly-acquired Chatot flying behind him. He had originally thought it would be positive to get going quickly, to head and find his family and friends and home... and then he felt the freezing early-morning cold. Oh holy chicken breast, the cold. Pumpkins are warm-season vegetables; apparently his body temperature is reflecting that, which is why he takes a moment to stand there shivering, his lack of a coat and gloves seriously being problematic right now.

They travel a small while to a tiny eating establishment that just seemed to be opening for the day.

[The feed switches on as voice at first, a bird's whistle filling the speakers with its simple repeat tune; it's amateur, but it's catchy.]

Hoo~... he~re we go!

[The still-partially shivering voice will be familiar to some, but the face that just clicked onto the feed's screen'll jog your mind if you can't quite place it. His inquisitive face breaks into a big, toothy grin as he realizes that- yes- it' broadcasting! Which means, people, and more importantly his family are on the other end.]

Wou~ld've said I was back earlier, but our mom sent me away pretty quick this time. o~hoo, think she remembers me?

[A single eyebrow raises with that playful little smirk that always comes out in situations like these.
The fact he turned up at the door of her house to collect his ill-as-fuck wife, who had considered burying this 'Mom' alive aswell... Well, I think there are reasons why she's going to want to get rid of him.]

'Didn't mean to leave in the first place, would've stayed in an instant if I could've. Still, that makes three times from the Otherworld, hm? Maybe it'll bring back some'a the others? It'd make my day to see my little Coraline again.

I'll try'n be home as so~on as I can, kiddos. 'Gonna need to make my way to the next town soon, too! I'm freezin' like a pumpkin out there.

[Hardy-har, Other Father.

As he goes to shut off the feed, he gives a wave to the screen and begins to whistle a much more complex tune that fits perfectly in with the Chatot's, though it does seem to be vibrating a bit. 8| stupid cold.]

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Can't be a~ll bad, if it brought you back to us.

Here's hopin' to a kitchen fu~ll of food. If it hasn't expired.

[He learnt about expiring food the hard way. Nothing expired in the Otherworld. He misses that. 8(]

That's assuming it's the same thing that brings us here. We just don't know.

Wow, we can feed ourselves ok. John is like the kitchen master aside from Jane.
[That's his way of soothing some concerns then he adds.]

Rose and John will be really happy to hear you're back. And uh, welcome back.

Not sure it's anything worth dwellin' on, either.

Probably better than my cooking. I ca~n't wait to taste Jane's.

Thanks, Dave.

You know I never heard the story about your cooking. Why is it Jane or John's would be better?

Your Other Mother's the cook in the family. We've found I~ can eat it, but everyone tries to keep me away from the kitchen. [He chuckles as he goes into the next part, tapping twice on his temple, elbow propped on the table.] They don't think I notice.

[Father you nearly poisoned yourself once. 8| Not to mention setting things on fire.]

I can make a me~an hot cocoa, though.

Why are they keeping you away from the kitchen. Aside from terrible cooking I mean. Did you nearly take down the house?

I di~d burn a couple'a things, but not too badly. [pffft yeah right]

Makes it mi~ghty hard to get a peanut-butter, jam, lettuce, tomato, beef, ham, sweetcorn, mayo, tomato, spinich sandwich, so long as the kids are around.

...sweet jesus what else is in that sandwich, the kitchen sink?? Wow dude.

Depe~nds on the variant; that's one'a the smaller ones. Not sure the kitchen sink'd taste so sweet; I'll try it next time.

...you're serious. Or are you pulling my leg?

Serious? Sandwiches are al~ways fun!

But there's a method to this stuff. You layer it sure, but you also compliment the flavors.

Compliment the flavours? Hm, I wouldn't mind somethin' with a different taste.

[There is a chance that Other Father is okay with disgusting sandwiches because he doesn't make anything tastier.]

Yeah like - BLT. Bacon, lettuce and tomato. Or ham, cheese, and mayo. Simple stuff can be delicious.

[He is actually really impressed by this and the idea of new tastes- although] I've had a BLT before, but that ham, cheese and mayo sounds de~licious!

'Always thought mo~re would be ta~stier. 'Though waffles and syrup's simple and delightful, nothing to stop it being the same with a sandwich.

Nah, more complicates things. See the thing about a lot of shit is to keep it simple. The more you add, the bigger of whatever it is there is to handle and the more likely it will be a mess.

We should have a sandwich day; you can show me how 'pro tier' you are.

[yeah that's right, he's heard you kids using that... and somehow pulls it off with a smooth, sleekness. Might still sound embarrassing though.

Aw yeah, I'll show you how to make some top notch highest tier, peer reviewed beauties. I call them illwiches fyi, that's how you know I'm serious about this shit.

Illwiches? Are they 'sick'?

So sick. Gonna need a medic in here because everyone is getting infected.

[~~so other father sandwiches then?~~]

Best keep 'em away from dinner!

A Jam session it is then- with mo~re than just jam. [He laughs at his horrible joke; but it's true! Sandwich jam session is go.]

[That earns you a laugh.] Yeah, we'll do this. Count on it.

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