25 Unicorn Street- Wednesday

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Kitty could tell you how many days old Lexi was (fifteen) but unless she was looking at her phone, she was sort of lost on the day of the week. Or usually what time of day it was, since going to sleep and staying asleep all night was probably not a thing that was happening ever again. She changed what loungewear she was wearing every day? Was that a good marker of time?

And yet she still had stuff to do. Work work in addition to other stuff that had to get done around the house and all the baby stuff. She wasn't back to bartending yet, but she was still doing the paperwork side of business running, and so she had her laptop open while Lexi laid on the couch next to her, though the baby kept taking most of her attention. "I thought you were supposed to be helping me work," Kitty told her. "Pick up the slack, kid."


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[uncertain_dume]

Hello, Kitty! Kanan had missed you at the bar last night, and truth be told he was wondering how the baby was doing, and how you were doing now that the baby had entered the big wide world and all.

Which he was going to summarize all in one message containing a photo, just of his hand, holding a glass of juice, taken from the business side of the bar last night.

Just not the same.

He was a sentimental space dad who was bad at actually expressing that fact.

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Awww, I should be back soon, hopefully. Having fun behind the bar again?

[uncertain_dume]

Was manhandled back there by a Tino who was ill-equipped to deal with Rosa and Seivarden... Rosa and Seivardening. Kinda nice on that side of the bar, though. I'd ask for a job if I thought I could commit to another one here.

He was getting in too deep with things back home already, and they'd barely even begun to rebel.

How are things on your end? Settling in to life with a youngling?

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Mostly. Feels like I get used to her schedule and then she changes it just enough to throw me off.

But here, have a picture of an awake little Lexi lounging on the sofa.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan took a moment to reply to that, because he needed to go, "Awwwwwww."

Awwwwww.

Still a cute kid! She'll even out eventually, right? That's how babies work?

He didn't know these things. Help.

[throughaphase]

Supposedly! Maybe around junior high age?

[uncertain_dume]

Which age is that, again?

There hadn't really been 'junior high' at the Temple.

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Around 11-13. Oh, probably just in time for her mutant powers to kick in! Why did I think this was a good idea again?

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan was just pulling the faintest bit of a grin at that. Oh, Kitty.

Because it's Lexi. And because you're not doing this alone. Anyway, it could be way worse. She could be making things fly around the room as a toddler or something, right?

Not that he would know anything about that, honest. Truly. He was just a guy with uncanny balance who was very good at coaxing cows out of lounges for some reason.

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That's a thing?

Eep.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan huffed out a soft chuckle at that.

Some places, yeah. Pretty uncommon, at least, and I doubt that's something you'll have to worry about.

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Ooh, that's right, she didn't have powers yet at eight. SCORE.

It was the little things.

[uncertain_dume]

Had you scared for a minute there, did I?

Kanan would feel bad about it if he wasn't busy being quietly amused. Because he was a terrible man.

[heroic_jawline]

There was a thud at the door from where a forehead might be used to be knocking instead of, say, overfull hands.

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"Don't learn to roll over yet," Kitty told Lexi, getting up to get the door... and double checking that she was still there before actually opening it. "Hello there."

[heroic_jawline]

"Hi, I brought food," the pile of food with Steve's shoes on said, "that Tony and I had absolutely no part in making. There's baked pasta and muffins and other stuff that's quick to reheat."

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"You are my very favorite Captain America," Kitty said gratefully, reaching to take at least some of it from him. "Thank you, you didn't have to do this."

[heroic_jawline]

"It's what my ma used to do when people had babies in our apartment building," Steve said with a smile. "Well, with less food, but I've seen Clint eat. And you're very welcome."

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"There's been a lot of takeout," she admitted. "Want to put this down in the kitchen and you can actually see her?"

[heroic_jawline]

"Sure!" Steve said, looking a little nervous. "I won't break her, I promise."

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"If you can't trust Cap with your baby, who can you trust?" Kitty said, pretty confident in him there. "Lexi, stay."

She led the way to the kitchen, putting some stuff down, and sticking her front into the fridge in order to put some of the refrigerated stuff away.

Opening doors was for suckers.

[heroic_jawline]

"She's moving?" decidedly-not-a-kid-expert Steve squeaked.

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Kitty grinned. "No, I'm teasing her. Mostly she lays there. Though I'm sure she'll be moving around and terrorizing the dogs before I know it. Does anything else need to go in here?"

[heroic_jawline]

"The champagne Tony insisted on?" Steve said.

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"That is possibly the most Tony thing I've ever heard," Kitty said, taking it to put inside the fridge.

Again, without the door.