Hijra, some weeks later

[momslilassassin]

It had taken time for Ben to get over himself regarding Alai's existence on the planet, but they'd managed to settle into a routine and Alai was hardly a permanent fixture in the house and so Ben had gradually relaxed.

He was coming into the house with a bag full of the red fruits he and Ender had loved (the lady running the stall had warned them that the season for them was coming to an end, so Ben had bought all the ones she'd had left) and could already smell coffee brewing.

Saturday mornings were pretty great here, he had to admit. "Andrew?"

Comments

[endsthegame]

"Do you want something or not?" Ender asked, unimpressed.

[bantha-rawk.livejournal.com]

"Bring me a snack?"

Hard to tell he was Ben's son, huh?

[endsthegame]

Ender snorted softly. He glanced over at Ben. "He wants you to pack up some snacks," he said.

Nat wasn't getting any of Ender's red fruit.

[momslilassassin]

Ben snorted as well. "None of the fruit," he said. "We'll find weird soda."

[endsthegame]

"We're on it. We'll be right over," Ender told Nat.

[bantha-rawk.livejournal.com]

"Safe travels," Nat replied. "Don't end up in that gummy bear layover hell."