52 15 Days To 52 Weeks
For the 52 days leading up to the 52 weeks of Addergoole: Year 9, I will be posting something Addergoole-related every day.
Today: A vignette of Year 8, from Rix’s prompt.
If you leave a light scenario and a number between 2 & 98, I may write another scene!
Thanksgiving, Year 8
Damaris was in Gregori’s room crying again.
He really wasn’t sure what to do about that, so he left her there. The other Kept had Thanksgiving dinner taken care of without her help, and dragging her out into the living room would just make the rest of the crew jeer at him.
He’d asked Deus about it, about Damie crying all the time. “It means,” his crewmate had told him, “that you’re doing it wrong.”
Doing it right, apparently, wasn’t a lesson Amadeus – or anyone else in the crew – felt like teaching him, so he left Damie in his room, got his own beer, and stared at the football like it still meant something.
“Still doing it wrong?” Even Nessie wanted to hassle him about it now.
“Still doing it wrong.” He finished his beer in one gulp. “Maybe you could…”
“Not that kind of girl, sorry. I’ll get you another beer, though.”
“Thanks.” When he got drunk, they’d discovered last year, he lost control of his tentacles. She wasn’t really being generous, just lining up the entertainment. Maybe he should stop at one.
Maybe Damie should stop crying all the time. Maybe…
A knock at the door broke his thoughts. Clearly still unsure of her role, but eager to please, Gita wiped her hands on her apron and opened the door.
“I’m here to see my daughter for the holidays.”
With that dark hair and that height, she probably wasn’t Nessie’s mom, and she wouldn’t have said that if she was Gita’s. Gregori stood up, not sure this was going to be a good idea. “You’re Damie’s mother?”
“And you must be the scumbag who thinks he’s Keeping her.”
note: Gregori becomes the Kraken from the Black House stories.
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