How Green Becomes Wood

"Oh don't ask me questions like that, I've got no earthly idea," Cooger grumbled, making a face. "I might've already mentioned you to my parents and they want to meet you, because who wouldn't, but I don't know if a big family holiday is the right time for that. At the same time, Dark, Tarot, and the kids all get invited which might make things easier."
 
Lex snickered at the expression on his face. "Either a big family holiday is the best time or the worst time. I might get lost in the crowd, or stir up some kind of civil war by doing the wrong thing at the right time. How about we skip this year, and maybe the parent meeting thing can happen at another time? Nice and organic, no rush. I don't think we're going anywhere any time soon."
 
"That's probably for the best, but if anyone asks, you're visiting your folks. I invited you and you were busy. My nephews are always on my ass about what I should be doing even though neither of 'em know what a relationship is like."
 
"They are good boys," Lex laughed. "Silly, but good. Alright. I'm visiting my folks." She paused thoughtfully. "Actually, I guess there's enough time, I could arrange to go visit them in person. Hmm. Is that a good idea, or would I end up wanting to put my head through the wall," she mused.
 
"They're great boys. And Dark and Tarot are very, very encouraging of them voicing their opinions. But I don't think they've perfectly figured out how to tell when those opinions need to be voiced." Cooger chuckled, finding it mostly more amusing than annoying, "That there is a question I can't help you with. I haven't met your folks, only heard the stories of what happened when you invited them over..." A thought crossed his mind, then, and he looked at her for a few moments before shaking it off and deciding it wasn't worth mentioning then.
 
He looked at her again and shifted a bit uncomfortably, "Just... awkward relationship stuff, I guess. It just occurred to me, thinking about when you had the whole brood over, I had forgotten: You had to, uh, give certain members of my family a warning 'bout your brother, didn't you? What am I meant to say if I end up meeting your brother and I'm asked about my family? 'Cause that's what they are to me. They ain't just my friends."
 
"You tell the truth and however much of it you want to," Lex said without flinching. "A lot of my family are what I'd call 'diet racist,' and it's just stupid stuff that they genuinely don't mean anything by, and usually they'll try to change if you tell them they are being stupid, but that brother of mine... No one agrees with him. My mother tries to treat him like a kid still and tells us all to go easy because he's been through a lot, but only my sister actually does. The rest mostly ignore him. A couple will call him out. No one believes he really is joking no matter what he says."
 
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