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who: Jim Kirk & Lucy Mills
what: pancakes and some slightly more serious talk
when: couple of days after the rescue mission
where: their place
warnings: none

[ They'd all set up a big tent in the living room the first night they brought Lucy home. She'd been through a lot, and honestly, if after all that a sleepover in the living room was all she was asking for, both Jim and Victor were perfectly alright with making that happen for her.

The second night she did go to her bedroom. However, it came as no surprise when she knocked on their bedroom door less than an hour later, asking if she could sleep with them.

They tucked her in between the two of them. At some point during the night John climbed onto the bed too, near their feet, carrying Oona with him. Victor had an early shift at the hospital, which saved him the mild discomfort of waking up with nearly eighty pounds of dog covering up half his legs.

That was the spot he currently found himself in. Well, he did manage to convince John to move a little, but the quiet fuss was enough to wake Oona up, who in turn started wiggling and rubbing against Lucy's face. That was bound to wake her up, he had no doubt. ]

Oh, come on... Shh, shh... [ He murmured as quietly as he could manage, picking Oona up and trying to move her away. She squealed a bit, little porg legs wiggling in the air. ]

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[Families were big, complicated things. Looking at Lucy's family tree would prove that to be true, but they all made it work. Everyone loved one another and Regina and Emma found a way to raise Henry together and he turned out fine.

Now, Lucy had Victor and Jim...which was a bit funny, considering how they started out. Lucy nearly screaming at Jim when he showed up at their house and trying to make it work...

Now, she moved in closer to him to give him a big hug, holding on tightly as she placed her face in the crook of his neck. She whispered another 'I love you, Dad' before pulling back.]

Okay--but if we have chocolate chips, can I be the one to add them in?

[She still likes to help out in the kitchen--and feeling left out, John moved over to Lucy and Jim, trying to press his head into their sides.]

[ Their rocky start did come to mind, at times. Jim found it funny now, even though at the time he honestly worried that he and Lucy might not ever get over that hurdle.

He pressed a kiss to her temple as she moved in to hug him, petting her hair, then pulling back as she mentioned the chocolate chips. ]

I'm sure that can be arranged.

[ He looked down when John tried to push his head between the two of them, chuckling softly. ]

Looks like someone's feeling left out.

[Lucy started to grin, excited she could call Jim 'Dad' and for helping out with breakfast. Maybe she place the chocolate chips in a specific order to make it look like one big happy face? No, she'll dump as many chocolate chips as possible for chocolate goodness.

As for John....]

Awww, he shouldn't. We love you a whole lot. [Lucy's attention was back on the dog, petting him as much as possible. John was in heaven, loving the attention and nearly plopping at their feet to show off his belly. Good boys deserved belly rubs right?

Lucy played along, moving to rub John's belly for a little bit before getting back up to wash her hands in the kitchen sink.]

I can ask Papa what time he's coming home. Maybe we could all go out for dinner? Or are you planning to surprise him with a home cooked meal?

[ Jim didn't spare John a lot of petting, because— well, it looked like Lucy had it covered. That dog was spoiled enough as it was.

He got to his feet before Lucy did, hunting for the chocolate chips, digging them out of one of the cupboards and shaking them at Lucy with a grin. Since she said she wanted to mix them in herself, he set them down next to the rest of the batter. ]

I'm not that good yet. [ He rose an eyebrow at her. ] But we can go out for dinner. I'm sure Victor won't say no, but we can ask him when we bring him his lunch.

[ Lucy was going to spoil John. Jim needed to get used to that fact, if he hadn’t already.

She watched Jim hunt through the cupboards until he found the bag of chocolate chips. Yes!! He was able to conquer the clutter in there and find the divine chocolate! Lucy moved to sit on top of the kitchen counter, just so she could watch the pancakes being formed. She needed to wait until the right moment to drop in those chips. ]

Could go out or order in. I’m not picky. We haven’t done Chinese food in a while.

[ Or pizza but anything would do. ]

I’m starting to think we’re bringing him brunch. Since we’ll be bringing lunch stuff and pancakes. Unless we just bring pancakes? So he doesn’t get too full for dinner?

[ He may allow it at times, but he'll never get used to it, nor let John get used to it either. He's a good, obedient boy, though. Jim will make sure he won't turn into a spoiled (and very fat) dog.

With the help of a large serving spoon, he pours some of the batter into the hot pan, stepping back and waiting until Lucy adds the chocolate chips to flip it around.

He shrugs, pursing his lips. ] No, he'll be fine. He'll have the whole afternoon to burn through that food. But we won't bring him too much, so it doesn't go to waste or anything.

[Lucy wouldn't spoil John with just treats. She would take more time with him on walks, play around longer, and give him as many belly rubs as he wanted. The dog was going to spoiled one way or another, just like Oona would be.

Lucy loved animals, something she got from her great-grandparents.

She put some of the chocolate chips into the pancake batter, pulling back so Jim could flip it.]

Okay, that makes sense. I hope he isn't working too hard...

[Victor does tend to throw himself into his work. It shows that he cares a whole lot about people, but he shouldn't work himself to death or anything.]

[ As long as it doesn't interfere in his training, Jim won't complain. But John is still also a working dog, and he has to be good and obedient. So long as treats and belly rubs didn't mess with that, he won't tell her to stop or tone it down. ]

He's always working hard. [ He says, while flipping the pancake around. ] But it's up to us to make sure he doesn't overdo it. You know how he can get when he's focused on his work.

[ And he still remembers when he first met Victor. How he told him he basically just split his time between the hospital and the Prometheus labs. That up until he met Jim, he never had much of a reason to have time off and find ways to enjoy himself.

Pancake finished, he slides it onto a plate, then pours more batter onto the pan. ]

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