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superjoanjett) wrote2021-04-08 10:24 am
superjoanjett) wrote2021-04-08 10:24 am
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MHA #5 - Saturday Morning
It had been a week. Between the pollen, the drinking and the extra curricular activities, Jessica was pretty much done with the island. So much so she drank a lot last night. Enough for her to pass out.
When she awoke she was in bed. Which was odd because that's not where she was drinking last night. Plus the bedsheets had been changed and someone had tidied up her room.
And there were unfamiliar smells in her apartment.
And noises. Clanging noises.
She sat up in bed in alarm, her eyes going back and forth rapidly.
"I don't know who is in my apartment but I can kick your ass," She shouted pulling herself out of bed and-
Okay. the jeans she had been wearing the day before and left in a crumpled heap on the floor next to her were not there.
"Where are my fucking pants?!"
When she awoke she was in bed. Which was odd because that's not where she was drinking last night. Plus the bedsheets had been changed and someone had tidied up her room.
And there were unfamiliar smells in her apartment.
And noises. Clanging noises.
She sat up in bed in alarm, her eyes going back and forth rapidly.
"I don't know who is in my apartment but I can kick your ass," She shouted pulling herself out of bed and-
Okay. the jeans she had been wearing the day before and left in a crumpled heap on the floor next to her were not there.
"Where are my fucking pants?!"
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"And you are...?"
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"MY WHAT?!"
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She got out of bed and went to the dresser where she grabbed her jeans and a tank top to throw on her before marching out into the kitchen.
"Look, kid. I don't know what you think is going on here? But I definitely do not have children. Trust me, I would have remembered that."
She then looked around and saw that her kitchen was clean and that there were pancakes and bacon sitting on a plate. And the kid was making coffee.
Jessica looked around the place in disbelief. "How'd you even get in here?"
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With a note that said "Swear Jar".
She just stared at Jessica patiently and with a tired look in her eyes.
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"Oh, you have got to be kidding me."
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"Food," she replied and pointed at the plate and then at the mug of coffee she was pouring. "Coffee. Then explanations."
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But damn those pancakes looked good.
"Okay. But I'm not putting in any money in there."
She sullenly sat down at the table, took a bite of pancakes and a sip of her coffee.
"There. Explain."
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The child almost smiled. She took the chair across the table from Jessica and took a deep breath.
"Fine. My name is Danielle Cage. You usually call me Dani. I'm from an alternative or possible timeline in your future. You're my mom. Luke Cage is my dad. I got sucked through a portal to this island and because you told me this story about a zillion times, I knew this would happen and what to do to find you."
She smirked.
"Have another pancake."
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"So I told you my address and how to find me?"
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"How do I know you're not just some evil kid out to get me?" she asked, half-serious.
Okay. Mostly serious.
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Jessica sat there for a moment just staring at the kid.
She had Luke's eyes.
The resting bitch face was definitely Jessica's.
There was something in her chest that felt like a soft pop. How the hell did she suddenly have feelings for a kid she just met?
She looked around the room. Clearly the kid knew how to clean up after herself. And Jessica's self. She felt both horrible, awkward and... nice all at the same time.
Struggling for something to say she finally just looked back at Danielle.
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Jessica took a deep breath and tried to regain some composure.
So she started eating the pancakes.
"I'm still not using the swear jar."