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Someone is a little fussy this evening. And since nothing at home seems to be distracting her son from whatever it is that's put him in a very unmerry (and unMerry) mood, Amy has decided to try bringing him to the end of the Universe.

"I'm sure we'll find something here to entertain you, darling," she says.

Merry looks around, and then begins babbling very rapidly to his mother.

"Yes, that's right. It's Milliways."

It's been a while.

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The bracelet is pretty! Shiny!

"Spasa!" Merry declares, happily distracted.

"He says it's sparkly," Amy translates.

"Small? Howso?"

"It is sparkly, isn't it?" Parker grins down at Merry.

"Small, like.....we'll it's small compared to the University of Barcelona. Just in area and number of people."

"And..." Parker considers. "It's small in the way that going back home to live with your parents would feel small." Parker laughs, shaking her head.

"Does that make any sense at all?"

Amy nods. She's gone back to live with her parents.

"Oh, yes. It's small in the way that going back to being a princess in your parents' castle for a winter is, after you've been a kitchen maid and been to the end of the universe and met Perry."

"Exactly."

Parker gives her bracelet a shake for Merry's benefit.

"And it's not that I'm unhappy to be back," Parker hastens to explain. "It's just a little strange. Like being hemmed it."

"Even though it shouldn't, since my parents are still a couple of states away."

Parker shrugs.

"I'm sure it'll wear off."

Amy nods again.

"It sounds like an amazing experience, and you'd learn ever so much, so I can quite see why it would take some time to get used to its being over."

Amy spent a lot of time staring out the window, the winter she was engaged.

"The weirdest thing is getting used to hearing English everywhere again."

"Sometimes I have to stop and think about what language to speak in. It's like having a split brain."

"That's something I've never had to do," says Amy, thoughtfully.

Merry burbles.

"Well, unless you count knowing what my children are trying to say."

"The ever challenging Toddler Speak." Parker nods. "Don't even get me started on those irregular verbs."

Toddlers are very bad about linguistic rules.

But they do match the irregular nouns.

"Eeeeeen agasha," says Merry.

Amy frowns a little. "I think that means he's hungry."

Parker looks suitably impressed at Amy's maternal translation skills. She never would have gotten that.

"Is he up to eating real food?"

"Well, it also might mean that he wants his blanket."

Which is in Ambergeldar.

"It usually means that he wants something but it doesn't always mean the same something.

"He's very fond of grapes right now."

"You like grapes, Merry?" Parker asks, tickling him gently.

"According to my dad, I went through a phase where I ate nothing but apples and cheese for almost a month. Gave my mom a fit."

Merry laughs. "Gigeega," he says.

"Apples and cheese are lovely together, at least," Amy says.

She catches a waitrat and asks for grapes and tea.

Apples and cheese, too, because why not?

The three do go well together.

"I think Mom thought I was going to die of malnutrition or something."

Parker hefts Merry up a bit in her lap.

"Not a problem Merry seems to be having."

"We're not having any trouble getting Merry to eat, no.

"His sister went through a short phase of eating flowers whenever we were in the garden . . ."

Amy takes the tray from the returning rat and places it on the closest table.

"Eeeeeeen agasha," says Merry again, reaching for it.

"Grapes," says Amy, decidedly.

Parker laughs.

"Somehow that doesn't surprise me."

Flowers are pretty, therefore they must taste good. Right?

"Definitely hungry," Parker agrees.

"Logan was terrible about giving them to her, too," says Amy, cutting grapes into small pieces for Merry, and passing them to him.

"Tea, Parker?"

"Please."

Parker shakes her head. "Sounds like him. All Susan would have to do would be point." She smiles a bit.

She wonders a how Logan is doing these days. She hasn't run across him yet, and they've been in only sporadic contact over the last year.

Amy pours.

"Point and open her eyes very wide," says Amy. "Though to be fair, it seems to work on a lot of people other than Logan, too."

They're in trouble, when Susan gets a little older.

"Big eyes can be a deadly weapon," Parker agrees.

She would know. She's used them a time or two (or twenty) herself to very good effect.

"Logan could be a real softie though."

Amy smiles. "Yes, he certainly can.

"He took Susan out of Merry's christening when she went tearing down the cathredral aisle screaming, so she could chase ladybugs instead of having to behave."

"How's he doing these days?"

Yeah, they broke up. And Parker certainly isn't pining to rekindle the relationship. But that doesn't mean she isn't interested in his well-being.

Amy frowns slightly. "The last time I saw him, he was doing well," she says. "But it's been a while; I've not been able to slip away to visit as much as I used to, of late."

"Yeah. Same here," Parker says.

"We exchanged a few emails while I was gone, but..."

She trails off with a shrug.

Amy nods.

"It's one of the things you just get used to, especially here. Not being able to keep up with people as well as you'd like."

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