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First, Ivy hugged Alec, and then happily went to get her piece of paper to show off. It was an absolute colourful mess, but she had been enjoying herself. "Okay, look, my kids are home, so I will talk more with you later," Dark said, "You need to help pay for it though---because I have three...

"It is a great idea," Dark told whoever he was speaking with, his eyebrows furrowed as he sketched using a green crayon, "Obviously it is great, it is only going to take me time. I am working on the design now." Ivy heard her brothers whisper and got up to run over to them, which did attract...

Inside, Dark was sitting on the floor with Ivy, colouring with crayons. Bent awkwardly over his page, he held his phone to his ear with his shoulder and didn't notice his sons come home, "That is too soon, I cannot manage it. No, look, the planning alone---Of course I am going to."

"Maybe that's my goal," Sloan teased. After Xander drove her and Claire back to the school parking lot, she took Claire back home and then went to show her mom her actual prom dress. Miraculously, she later reported, her mom didn't hate it. It still was by no means her mother's favourite, and...

"Oh believe me, if these pictures turn out well, everyone is getting them," Sloan promised, "I have an appointment to have my hair professionally styled, I'm going to look amazing."

Claire blush, catching the glance and averted her eyes, misunderstanding his implication but also feeling fairly certain she misunderstood. "Let's go home then," Sloan said, "I've got to show my mom my dress, and hope she doesn't lose her mind." "You look so good in it, she couldn't possibly."

Turning to the rest of them, Sloan asked, "Is there anything else we want to do while we're here? I may want to run the dress to my car just because it's kind of a lot to carry if we're doing more."

"Deal," Sloan laughed, shaking his hand, "You'll be my beard." "What does that make us?'" Claire asked, "The sassy best friend?"

"Sure, why not," Sloan replied, "I've been invited to Christmas parties my whole life. It won't be any different."

Sloan said goodbye to Rumy, then turned back to Xander, "And I don't want kids, so you'll be fine. Just go to Passover, you'll be fine. Between your family and mine, we'd solve geopolitical conflicts."

"So you're not Jewish," Sloan shrugged, "You'll convert, and in our culture the kids are raised in the mother's religion, so it's fine anyway." "And she'll hate whoever Sloan marries anyway!" Claire added, grinning.

"I think we challenge each other and help make each other more well-rounded people," Sloan shrugged, "I mean, our house would have an absurd number of protein-based items but I think we'd both be really high achievers together."

Sloan blinked at Xander in surprise, "What are you talking about? I think we'd be a really cute couple."

"Oh god," Sloan said, her eyes widening, "Please tell me that's not what it looks like."

"It's a good thing we're by a wall then," Sloan said, "You should know better than to run off. And Claire, you need to learn better than to leave him!" Claire shrugged, "When I walked away, he was with Xander, I didn't feel worried."