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MCA #6- early Saturday morning

Jaina was just getting out of bed when she heard the sound of the doorknob to her apartment's front door jiggling, which sounded a lot like an inexperienced lockpick trying to break in. In Fandom, that could mean a lot of different things, though, and her danger sense wasn't going off at all. So she walked into the living room, reaching out with the Force to see if she could tell who was on the other side of the door. While the presence wasn't one she recognized right away, it wasn't unfamiliar, either.

It was also very definitely a kid.

For some reason Jaina couldn't explain, she stood on the other side of the door, folding her arms and waiting to see whether or not they made it in.

[For a tiny one!]

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Chak had been trying the lock for what felt like hours, though it'd really only been a couple minutes. He had his own multitool but either he was doing something wrong, or it wasn't working. He was going to go with the second thing, and maybe he could angle that into getting a brand new one.

So when he sensed his mother awake on the other side of the door, he sighed, stopped, and called, "A little help here?"

Somehow that was not what Jaina had been expecting, and she went to the door, more curious than anything.

And when she opened the door and got a good look at the clearly Force sensitive boy on the other side, she had a bad feeling about this. "Hi."

"Thanks," Chak said gratefully, slipping past her into the apartment. Around other people he wouldn't go anywhere unless he was invited to, but since it was just Mom, he had no problem making himself at home. "I tried my best to get in, but the lock's shoddy. Or I need a new multitool." He paused, deciding to really try for it. "I think I really need a new multitool."

He looked around, then took a seat on the sofa with an experimental bounce. "Is this where you used to live? You only ever showed us the outside before."

"Well... I live here now," Jaina told him, making her way to sit next to him. Luckily with years of dealing with this under her belt, she didn't have to waste time wondering what was going on. "You came through a portal, right?"

"Yeah," he said, but he had more important questions that totally trumped hers. "Wait. You can't still live here. You live at home."

"Sounds like you've been to Fandom before, right? So it's not too crazy if I say the portal took you somewhere you don't exist yet." Or at all, but she knew to always use the word 'yet.' She didn't think she was likely to have kids in this reality, but there was no reason to give him an existential crisis.

"Oh." He was still trying to figure out how that happened, but he got that it had. "Stupid Portalocity, putting wrong portals up in dumb places." That was not what happened, but he'd decided they earned his blame. "So I time traveled?"

That was a good way to put it, actually. "Looks like."

"...Astral," he decided, eyes going wide. "Daman's gonna be jealous."

And then he realized, "I'm gonna be grounded forever."

"With good reason." Jaina always assumed those alternate hers were flipping out anytime their kids went missing. Too bad there was nothing she could do about it but watch her own child. "Though that does mean I need you to tell me your name."

That was weird. But Fandom was weird, so it was okay. "Chak," he said. Then, because he'd been taught to be polite when introducing himself, he added uncertainly, "Nice to meet you?"

The name definitely confirmed who his father was, even if she couldn't see it in his features and in his Force sense, and that was not funny, Fandom. Chak Fel had been Jag's brother, one of three siblings who'd been killed in battle. Jaina had never met him. She and Jag had broken up before she'd ever met his family, and then Chak had died...

Um. So she had a son by an ex-boyfriend who was clearly born long after they broke up. It really was the perfect cap to the week.

"Nice to meet you, too, Chak," she said with a smile. "Is it just you here? Is Daman your brother?"

He started to nod, then stopped abruptly. "Wait. If you don't have us yet, should I be telling you stuff?"

"Have I told you not to?" Jaina wondered. She was currently of the 'go ahead and tell me, I already know half of it' persuasion.

"Nooo, but you say knowing things just adds pressure," he reported.

"So how about this," Jaina began, "I'm okay with knowing now, but only if you feel okay telling me. I'll try not to ask big stuff."

"I can live with that," Chak decided after a moment. "Yeah, he's my brother."

So she had two boys there. It was always interesting to find out details from those other realities, and she was really sorry Daman didn't seem to be here for her to meet him. "Older or younger?"

"He's six. I'm eight, so I look out for him," he said, with no small amount of pride.

Oh, that was cute. Now she was really sorry Daman wasn't here. "So you're the responsible one, huh?"

He shrugged. "I have to take over for Dad someday. I have to start being responsible now. Sometimes." He'd say it sucked, but he always got yelled at when he used that word. Where did she think he learned it?

It was so strange to hear Jag referred to as 'Dad.' Not that she couldn't see him with kids- you didn't date someone for two years without that thought at least crossing your mind- but 'Dad' was a little more relaxed than she'd expect of him.

And then yeah, there was the fact that Jag's older brothers were both dead, he only had two younger siblings left, so he probably was a baron now. And she was probably a baroness. So weird. "You don't sound too okay with that."

Sure. He was talking about being a baron, right.

It wasn't like he hadn't said this to his mom already, so it was okay to say it now, right? "Dad doesn't really like his job. He pretends it's fine, but I can tell. But you guys say it's going to be a long, long, long time before I have to worry, and I should get to be a kid, too."

"Good," Jaina said emphatically. Given how she'd grown up, that sort of thing was important to her when it came to her kids, whether they were hers or not. "Maybe we'll make sure you get some extra kid time in while you're here."

"Like what?" he asked, completely curious.

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