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[oom: Guppy recovers from the events in the bar, and explains them to the kids.]

It's a fun time of year for festivals, and on the eve of Diwali, Guppy has the older two kids outside by the lake, playing with sparklers.

"How come you and Coral get to wear a dress?" Fry is complaining to his father. "And I don't?"

"It's not a dress, it's a kurta." Guppy says. "If you really want to wear one we'll make you one next year."

"Is mine a kurta?" Coral asks.

"No honey, they're for men, yours would have been a lehenga if you'd worn it." Guppy says, handing her a sparkler. "What you have on is your dinosaur patterned skirt."

The kids step back and twirl around on the grass, with their sparklers casting rainbow sparkles in the night.

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Fireworks!

Teja comes out from the forge while the cats peer very warily from the windows.

[[OOC: I do think that Fry's pronouncement on Urq is something like the final word to the subject -- love it!!]]

[ooc: :D thanks]

Fortunately they're not having any of the big fireworks - Guppy had quite enough of them working in the emergency department - so Coral potters over to show Teja.

"Look I can write my name." she says, writing out c a r o l in the sky.

"O before A and that's okay." Fry comments, glancing over.

Coral writes it out again, the right way around.

"These are nice little fire toys that you have," Teja says, looking at her earnestly. "How do they work?"

"The orange ones have iron in and the white ones have tittynum." Fry says.

"And some fuel." Guppy says. "And they're very hot so don't touch the ends."

"I would not touch them at all," Teja says. "But I am safe from all fiery injury, as I am wearing my forge apron, which was made by magical moogles, and its magic means that I cannot be burned, even when my hands and arms are bare."

"Don't test that!" Guppy stops his daughter from poking Teja with a sparkler.

"She may," Teja says. "I would rely on Xaldin, and his moogles."

"Sparklers are not for poking people." Guppy says firmly. "One rule. The other rule is gloves."

He offers one to Teja to play with.

Teja takes it and looks at it. His hands are bare now, of course.

"How would one light it?" he asks.

"You have to wear gloves." Fry says.

Guppy hands Teja his gloves, for simplicity.

"With a cigarette lighter." Guppy says, getting one out.

Teja puts on the gloves -- bare arms and gloves do look odd, but he does not mind -- and lights the sparkles.

And it sparkles.

"Parkly, parkly!" Coral dances with her sparkler.

"They do look lovely," Teja says. "Is there a special occasion for them?"

"It's Diwali." Guppy says. "Sikh festival of light."

"What do you do, to celebrate that -- apart from sparklers?" Teja asks.

Guppy explains the basic principles behind it.

"Practically speaking, it's a bit like Christmas." he says. "But because we celebrate both we only do one set of presents, we do clothes and sweets for Diwali though."

"If one had too many festivals to observe, there would hardly be any working days without presents and celebrations left," Teja agrees.

"Exactly. Also expensive." Guppy says. "But being of mixed heritage, it's important that the kids understand the principles."

"Indeed," Teja says. "And that they know they are of both."

"I'm three eighths Indian." Fry informs him.

"What is the last eighth?" Teja says.

"Welsh." Fry says.

"And who was that?" Teja asks.

"Great Grandma." Fry says. "Dad's mum's mum."

"My grandmother married an Indian man who had arrived in the UK." Guppy says. "My grandparents the other side travelled over together."

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Teja nods. "People will ever migrate, even if they are not a whole people migrating together, as mine did," he says.