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When they arrived at the Forger home. Yor opened the door for the kids. Anya invented her friends into her room to set up a fort. She didn’t have many pillows or blankets but it was still fun to put up. The rest of the day they watched T.V. One hour it was what Becky wanted to watch, which means Anya and Damian were exposed to dramas. (Not that they seemed to mind) Damian had an hour which turned out to be the Bondman Show Anya was fond of. They had fun cheering Bond on each mission. They played with Anya’s stuffies and acted out a whole game. It was sad to hear that neither Becky or Damian didn’t know how to play imaginary games. But they got the gist of it pretty quickly.
Damian pretended to act like a king who decided it was ok to bring the world to ashes. While Becky and Anya had to put a stop to his madness and protect the world. They even got Yor to play as a guard to King Damian. The girls went from place to place fixing the world, until they were cornered by the King’s guard Yor, she dramatically fought Becky and Anya but fell after getting hit by the girls magic spells.
“Oh no! I failed the King! Please your Majesty, forgive me!”
Damian who acted outraged joined the fray throwing his own magic spell that paralyzed Anya but Becky hit him back with an ice spell which froze him to the ground.
“Finish him Mage Becky!!”
“This is for the World!! I hit you with a Baboon face spell!” Becky whispered, “It means your no longer human, you’re a baboon.” Becky giggled at the sight she was seeing. Which set off Anya’s laughing, which in turn set off Yor’s and Damian’s laughter.
“What’s so funny?” A voice with an amused hint said from the door.
“Papa!” Anya got up and hugged his leg. Loid set his briefcase down and hanged up his jacket and hat.
“Loid welcome home!” Yor got up to greet him with a kind smile. “I didn’t realize the time.”
“It’s not a problem Yor. I’m glad to be home.” He turned to the remaining two in the room. “Oh, you must be Becky and Damian, correct?” Becky blushed, her mind screeching ‘he knows my name’ over and over again. Damian stood up and greeted Loid.
“Yes, I’m Damian Desmond, thank you for having me over.” After Becky got over her fangirling, she greeted Loid as well.
“Yup, I’m Becky Blackbell, I want to thank you as well for your hospitality.” She managed to say without stumbling.
“It’s always nice to meet Anya’s friends. Thank you for taking care of her.” Loid smiled. Anya wished at times like this she could cover her brain with the way Becky was screeching hearts and skulls along with flowers and bubbles. Damian’s mind was wondering why he was being noticed by him without even doing anything. Which made Anya frown a bit.
“We were playing pretend and we had to rescue the world from Damian and Mama. And I got knocked out so Becky delivered a finishing blow which turned Sy-on into a baboon. And that’s when Becky started to laugh and I couldn’t help it and I started laughing and then Mama and Sy-on started laughing. But I don’t know what Becky was laughing at.”
“Oh! I was picturing Damian as a baboon it was a funny sight.” She giggled again. Anya chocked back a laugh. Yor and Loid chucked at that while Damian tried not to laugh at it.
“I think we should start cooking. Are you two allergic to anything?” Loid said from the kitchen sink. He heard a chorus of nos’ from Becky and Damian.
Dinner was full of talking and laughter. It made Damian warm. Made him feel welcomed. Seeing smiles on his new friends and Anya’s parent made him feel like he found a place he belonged. He’s glad he finally found a place where he could talk freely and be himself.