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Part 3

Eris and Drifter are raising Luna. Luna is being a naughty child and keeps playing in Eris' artifacts

Note: Luna is now 4 years old.

Thank you so much for the request, it was really fun to write hehe! I would also like to mention... I put the name of this story down as 'spaghettios', lol XD

"Luna!" The Drifter called as he walked down the hallway, peeking into each room as he passed by. "Luna! Ugh, how does she keep sneakin' away?" He grumbled as he glanced into another room.

  He had a sinking suspicion he knew where Luna had snuck off to as he approached the slighly open door which led to Eris's work room, the room they had included into the house when they built it so that Eris could do her work from home and watch their child on days when the Drifter had to run his Gambit at the Tower.

  "Hey, Eris?" The Drifter said, knocking two fingers against the wooden door. "You seen Luna?"

  He pushed the door open, and to his relief, there was little Luna. She was attempting to reach up on the desk for Eris's Ahamkara bone, but Eris pushed it further from her reach before she could grab it.

  "How is it that you continually lose her, Rat?" Eris asked teasingly. "You can not keep up with a small child?"

  "Heh," the Drifter chuckled as he entered the room. "It ain't my fault, she's just-"

  "Excuses, excuses." Eris interrupted with an amused smile. "Take her, she keeps trying to play in my artifacts. And don't lose her again."

  "I won't," he replied, taking Luna's little hand in his own. "C'mon, Luna, let's go eat lunch."

  "Lunch!" Luna agreed, no longer focusing on Eris's Ahamkara rock, she followed the Drifter out of the room and to the kitchen, sitting down at the kitchen table.

  "Alright Luna, Mac 'n cheese? Or spaghettios?" Asked the Drifter, putting both cans of food up to Luna and watching her as she looked back and forth between her options with a serious and contemplative expression.

  "Mac cheese," she replied in her high voice, leaning forward and putting her small hand on the can of Chef Boyardee Mac 'n cheese.

  "Alright, Mac 'n cheese it is." He said, grabbing a pot which hung on the wall and smoothly sliding it atop the stove. He then proceeded to open the can and empty the contents into the pot.

  "Alright, Luna, that'll take a minute to heat up. You want some juice?" He asked as he reached into the fridge, grabbing a box of apple juice. But when he turned to give it to Luna, she was gone. "Do what?" The Drifter stared, appalled, at the empty seat. He began to search under the table and chairs, calling Luna's name and wondering to himself how she managed to escape again.

  He cursed under his breath, getting to his feet and hurrying down the hall, hoping Luna wasn't already in Eris's work space.

  "Hey, Eris," he peeked in the room. "Luna ain't in here is-"

  "No, Luna, give that here," Eris spoke gently but firmly, kneeling on the floor with her hand outstretched.

  Luna was laughing and giggling, Eris's Ahamkara rock in her little arms.

  "I like big marble," she said, hugging it to herself. "Is mine."

  "Luna. Here."

  Luna turned to Eris, looking down at the rock then back up at her. After a moment she obediently dropped the rock into Eris's waiting hands.

  "Good girl, Luna, thank you." She said as she put it back on her desk. She looked over at the Drifter who was walking into the room. "You lost her again." She remarked simply.

  He sighed. "Yeah... didn't hear her leave or anything."

  "If you lose her again, Germaine, you will be eating nothing but spaghettios for the rest of your life."

  "I like spaghettios!" Luna interjected squeakily.

  "Eh, I'm with the kid, spaghettios ain't so bad, Moondust." He chuckled, taking Luna's hand and guiding her away. "Maybe I'll cook us all some for dinner tonight, huh? Wouldn't that be good, Luna?"

  "Germaine, wait," Eris called before he had made it out the door.

  "Aw, you miss me already, Moonlight?" He turned back to her, smiling broadly.

  "No, but look what our daughter has managed to get a hold of as we were speaking,"

  "Oh, Luna," Drifter groaned, looking down and seeing two cards from the Deck of Whispers in her little hands. "You can't have that, give it to your mama,"

  "Is mine," Luna said, frowning with confusion when Eris took them. "I like cards."

  "You got plenty of toys out here, Luna, c'mon." Drifter took her back to the kitchen, handing her a plush Hive worm half as big as her when she sat down. She happily hugged the worm and began playing with it while the Drifter went to check on her food.

  "Alright, kiddo, the noodles are hot so we're gonna have to let 'em cool down." He said as he set the pot on a hot plate atop the counter, stirring the steaming noodles with a wood spoon. "You excited for noodles, Luna?" He smiled back at her, thankful she was still in her chair.

  "Noodles! Noodles!" Luna replied in her high, happy voice, throwing her worm plush in the air and catching it.

  "Noodles, noodles, noodles," the Drifter countinued to chant, pulling out a plastic bowl and fork.

  He poured the noodles into the bowl, eating the remaining few that clung to the pot.

  "And here you are, kiddo," he slid the warm bowl of Mac 'n cheese in front of her, leaning down to plant a quick kiss on top of her head before turning back to the stove.

  He listened to the sounds of Luna happily humming as she ate her lunch while he opened a can of spaghettios, pouring the contents into the Mac 'n cheese pot and putting it back on the oven.

  Suddenly the Drifter's Ghost appeared, letting out a chirp as it zoomed over to Luna, catching her bowl of food just before it would have hit the floor.

  "Woah, that's a no no, Luna" the Drifter said as the Ghost slid the bowl back in front of her. "Thanks, Ghost. Good catch."

  Luna made a noise which sounded a lot like 'thanks, Ghost', as she countinued eating her cheesy noodles.

  The Ghost let out a happy beep, soaring over to the Drifter and brushing it's shell against his elbow before dissappearing in a shower of sparks just as Eris entered the kitchen. She gave the Drifter an odd look, approaching the table beside them and whatching him as he sat down and began eating the spaghettios.

  "What's with that look?" The Drifter asked through a mouthful of floppy circle noodles.

  "I should not be surprised, given your history of foods consumed, but regardless I did not expect to walk in on you eating spaghettios."

  "What's wrong with me eatin' spaghettios?" He asked, taking another bite as Luna said, "I like spaghettios."

  "It happens to be food for you daughter, not for you." She smiled teasingly down at him before looking over at Luna, who was happily enjoying her noodles.

  "I'll just buy more!" The Drifter replied, gobbling more of his food. "It's not my fault spaghettios are delicious."

  "Uh-huh."

  "Here, have a bite." He offered her his bowl of food, which she reluctantly took.

  "Hmm..." she ate a bite, then handed the bowl back to him.

  "Well?" He asked as he took another mouthful.

  "It is... okay." She replied. "Though I would prefer the meals that you cook far over a can of pre-made foods."

  "Alright, fair enough." He scraped up the last of the floppy noodles from his bowl, preparing to eat them until he saw that Luna was once again not in her chair. "Hey, where'd Luna go?" He asked, setting his bowl down.

  "What?" Eris looked over at Luna's empty chair. "How did we not see her leave?"

  "Exactly!" The Drifter stood. "She keeps dissappearin'!"

  "I suspect I may know where she went," Eris said, guiding them down the hall.

  When they entered Eris's study room, they, unsurprisingly, found Luna. She was sitting on the floor, happily playing with a Hive bone like it was a toy airplane.

  "I do not recall leaving that on the floor." Eris frowned, grabbing the bone from her daughter's hands while the Drifter bent to pick her up.

  "Luna, you sneaky girl," he said as he nuzzled his nose against her cheek, causing her to laugh.

  "I suppose she inherited that sneakiness from you, Germaine." Eris replied, standing beside him.

  "Nah, nah, I think she got it from you." He smirked.

  "I wanna play with the airplane," Luna added.

  Eris smiled. "I will have to be more careful about closing this door, so that she can not continue to play in my artifacts."

  "Heh, yeah... sneaky kid." The Drifter chuckled, hoisting Luna up onto his shoulders. "C'mon, let's go eat some spaghettios."

  Luna voiced her agreement with a wide smile. "Spaghettios!"

Thank you.

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