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"Good point," Alec sighed. "Teaching is a noble profession, but it's not one I want to pursue. Ever. Too much stress! I don't think I even want to go to college. At least, not right away. I need a break from school stress. I'll try to get a job and volunteer or something to gain life...

"No drama to speak of. Just lots of tests and fretting," Alec sighed, not wanting to think of school. "One poor girl broke down crying due to her test anxiety, and one of the jocks looked like he wanted to do the same, but, you know, reputation." Xander groaned. "My brain just wants to go...

Xander felt a little lurch in his stomach at the suggestion but fought valiantly to keep it from showing. This was more important than his own squeamishness. "That's a good idea," Alec agreed. "I think she might like it, too. Hopefully." He nibbled on his pizza happily. He'd made a...

"It sounds like she had quite the day," Alec said, taking it seriously. "Poor little thing. Oh! Popsicle! Can she have some kind of popsicle to eat and chew on? Then she'll get flavor as well as soothing cool."

Alec didn't even ask for Ivy that evening, figuring that Dark and Daizi - especially Dark - would want to cuddle their sad, aching little infant. He wouldn't have minded holding her, not at all, but he wasn't going to ask. He knew it was hard enough for Dark to hand her over when she was...

"Sounds nasty, but if it works, loads of meds aren't any worse," Xander shrugged, turning away. "Come on, let's go pick out food." Alec readily followed him into the kitchen to argue over which takeout to get. It took them a bit to decide, but they finally settled on pizza. It was easy to...

"I have a hard time imagining you crying like that, but I'm sure you did," Alec said, not following the rest of Dark's thought and more focused on Daizi. "Try not to worry. It'll get better." Xander walked in. "Right. We have a few random leftovers - why do we never have leftovers in this...

Alec came to sit on the couch and hugged Daizi gently. "It's okay. Millions and millions of babies have to deal with this, and so do millions of mothers. I bet every single mother felt exactly the same way as you, but the good news is that the babies all made it out okay to have lovely white...

Xander and Alec glanced at each other, and Xander quickly moved the topic forward. "Right, well, we'll handle dinner. I'll see if there's something fast to put together, and if not, we'll order in." He beat a hasty retreat to the kitchen. "Are you sure you don't need anything?" Alec asked...

"Sounds like you had a rough day," Alec said sympathetically. "Do you need anything from the store? We can go out and get some stuff for you and Ivy." "Got dinner plans?" Xander asked. "We can get something, too."

"Um, are you guys okay?" Xander asked uncertainly once he'd rid himself of his shoes and could walk in. Alec followed him, carrying his backpack. "Yeah. You left in a big hurry, and you don't look good now."

"We'll talk details later," Xander agreed. He turned toward his brother and started walking. "Hold your pants on, I'm coming!" "Do you mean hold your horses, or keep your pants on?" Alec asked, puzzled. "Bye, Milo! See you tomorrow!" "Either. Both. Chill." Xander tentatively shook his...

"I'm going to take you on a ride," Xander stated. "I want to show you something cool, but for now... tests, sleep, and Gatorade." "We gotta go!" Alec called back, only a few steps ahead of Xander.

The rest of the day went well for the twins, or as well as finals could be expected. Alec thought about what might be happening at home often but managed not to dwell on it too much. Xander's full mental processes were focused on trying to survive the tests. He had not extra brain power to...

Alec blushed bright red and snapped his gaze away. "Nothing!" He squeaked, his voice breaking for the first time in months. "Nothing at all. We really should be getting to class, right? Yep!" He kept his eyes on Xander's back, his ears red.

"You are not getting into any kind of reenactment hobby until you have your own storage space," Xander warned as he slowly started to clean up. "Fair enough," Alec snickered. He followed Xander but slowed, looking past him at someone on the other side of the cafeteria. He shook himself and...

Peter winced. "That sounds miserable for all parties involved." "I gotta try to make this hardtack stuff," Xander muttered. "I wonder how one gets into these reenactments," Alec mused with a grin.

"Why would you want to eat hardtack, like, ever?" Xander asked, looking revolted. "Civil War, yes. Reenactments, no," Alec said, looking interested and not even realizing they'd switched conversational sides. "Ouch. I've heard that hurts," Peter said thoughtfully.

"What's hardtack?" Alec asked. "What's a civil war reenactment?" Xander asked. Peter jerked, coming out of a light doze. "What'd I miss?"

"Apparently, Ivy is teething and Mama asked Ba to come home," Alec admitted. "I'm worried it might be worse than he let on. Did you see his face? He's so close to freaking out!" "They'll be fine," Xander assured him. "He'd tell us if there was something bad going on. He's not the type to...