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Bodhi walks upstairs, hand in hand with Galen. Kyber trots along with them, stopping every now and then to try to clean the melting snow off his fur.

"Inside, little one. I'll dry you off." As soon as he gets out of his wet boots.

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imthepilot

"Do you have enough? I know the bar only gives you small ones."

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galen_erso

"I don't think we need a big one when god powers are involved," Galen muses.

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imthepilot

"Then lets put up a notice and see what happens. The worst anyone can do is ignore it."

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galen_erso

"Yes," Galen says. "Let's. There will be other ideas, but this one would work."

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imthepilot

"Let's worry about that tomorrow." Bodhi snuggles in, aware of Myrrh letting herself in the cat door and jumping up near their feet. "Tonight I just want to enjoy what we have."

A home and a family.

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galen_erso

"A cat came in from the cold," Galen says. "Yes, we can talk about the notice at breakfast. Now, sleep."

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imthepilot

"She always knows where it's warmest." Bodhi whispers, already drifting off. "I'll make you breakfast in bed."

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galen_erso

"Oh yes please," Galen says, closing his eyes and falling silent beside his lover.

Soon to be husband.

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imthepilot

Bodhi is up early. Because he can. The smell of bacon and caf floats from the kitchen, as well as the sound of Bodhi singing softly.

Kyber has, of course, abandoned Galen in the hope of begging more food but Myrrh stays. Firmly curled up against Galen's chest to keep them both warm without Bodhi.

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galen_erso

Galen wakes up later, with the still sleeping Myrrh on his chest.

"The cat's name," he pronounces, "is Myrrh!"

He yawns, and stretches.

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imthepilot

Myrrh gives Galen an interrogative little merp. Yes, human. That is her name. Well done for remembering.

She shifts to let him move, finding a warm spot next to him. She's not interested in getting up just yet. But she does watch him with big amber eyes. Humans need to be supervised sometimes.

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galen_erso

"Good morning, Myrrh," Galen says, reaching over to skritch behind her ears. "I just dreamed you were in a silly maths word problem, but now you are here in reality. I even smell caf, and food!"

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imthepilot

Myrrh accepted the skritches with a loud purr. The human is silly but he can be forgiven for that. Her ears flip up at the mention of food and looks to the door. Yes, food. Food is good.

Almost on cue, Bodhi elbows the door open, carrying a tray laden with speckled blue Ganza eggs, crispy earth bacon, thick slices of fried tangaroot, and fresh baked flat-bread. And caf, of course. Lots of it.

Bodhi smiles brightly at Galen. "Good morning, you two."

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galen_erso

"Good morning," Galen says. "I love -- absolutely everything I see, hear, feel, smell right this moment."

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imthepilot

"Likewise." Bodhi sets the tray down and leans in to kiss Galen, petting Myrrh's ears.

"Now, you do want feeding now, Myrrh or I sit down till after breakfast?"

Myrrh gives Bodhi a toothy yawn and curled up, indicating no interest in moving. "Good." Bodhi sat down and kisses Galen again, pouring the caf. "How did you sleep?"

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galen_erso

"Wonderfully," Galen says, sitting up to eye the food properly and reach out for the caf.

"I think I must have been exhausted in the best way possible."

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imthepilot

"I'll remember that next time you can't sleep because you can't turn your brain off." Bodhi teases, stuffing a still hot flat bread with egg and bacon, the bright blue yoke dripping over his fingers.

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galen_erso

"That is a good plan," Galen says, bending his head to lick at Bodhi's fingers, blue glistening on his tongue as he sits up again.

Then, he finally takes a deep sip of caf, and smiles beatifically.

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imthepilot

"Gah! Galen!" Bodhi laughs in helpless disrepair. "Let me at least eat something before I'm so hot I have to jump you again!"

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galen_erso

Galen finishes his caf in one go, then reaches out to poke at Bodhi's ribs. "Yes, eat stuff!" he says. "You need it, hopping and carrying and cooking all the time, to say nothing of all the strenuous, energy-consuming sex."

He grins at Bodhi and picks up some flatbread, too.

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imthepilot

"Hey! I'm managing to put on weight, thank you." Something he could do with more of but it's a start. He steals a slice of tangaroot just to prove the point, the bright orange juice staining his fingers as he adds it to his sandwich.