Kiddie AU - Post growth spurt

[sliceitwithwind]

It'd been a week, but Dilan...was nowhere near used to his new size. He kept banging into walls, doors, low hanging objects. Anything dangling from the ceiling, and he kept forgetting how wide his shoulders were as well. It was driving him insane.

Not to mention the fears that his size and new, distinct lack of "cuteness" meant that he was hideous looking. He wasn't ready to go back to college, not while still recovering from the agony of the growth spurt, so he was curled up at home trying to get used to himself. Braig had needed to go back and pick school work up for the two of them, trusting that Aya would take care of Dilan until he got back.

Dilan was curled up on the back porch with a couple of blankets and a book. And a protein shake the size of a monster slurpee cup.

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[sliceitwithwind]

"You don't already?" Dilan asked, frowning at her, "You should be anyway."

[mitochondriaaya]

"When I'm surfing with Braig?" she offered. "But the tether for my board was a smart pop. I can start doing it again though."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Do it." Dilan said, "All the time, okay?"

[mitochondriaaya]

"Okay, I will" She smiled at Dilan easily and reached up to poke his nose. "You still hungry?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Mmmmnnnno." he decided, "Mom, dad? I think we're ready to go."

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya, belatedly, handed over the receipts that had been collecting in her pockets and Elcy's card. Then she started shuffling bags out from under the table so they could be toted to the car! "And Dilan has the gift card receipt bit from the nice store until the card comes in the mail!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Uh huh." Dilan agreed, claiming most of the bags since they were his after all.

Elcy piled into the back with Aya, at the car.

[mitochondriaaya]

It was a little weird to have Elcy in back, but she was just as comfortable to lean against as Dilan! She was a leaning kind of girl really, even if she wasn't actually tired. "Are you allowed to get out of the backseat of the car at fancy fundraisers?" she asked.

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Elcy pet her shoulder in a maternal way. "Of course, dear. We'll probably have a limo pick us up, now that I think on it, that will give Dilan plenty of legroom."

"I like that idea, mom." Dilan admitted.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I didn't know if there were rules about that!" Aya admitted with a grin. "A limo would be nice, there's lots of room to spread my homework books out..." She was claiming the chunk of the floor Dilan and everyone else wasn't using for leg room!

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"Ah, good." Yinsi said, "Then I don't need to drive." He knew that Braig would, but he liked to give his son time with his best friends, and not living with Aya was hard on the boy.

"Cool. Do you want me to call tomorrow, mom?" Dilan asked, "I can get it set up."

[mitochondriaaya]

"That would be lovely dear. You know where the numbers are." Elcy smiled toward the front of the car and crossed that off her mental to-do list. "Please make sure to mention it should be stocked with snacks and drinks appropriate to children? I believe the default on our rental file is for Yinsi and I alone."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Okay!" Dilan agreed, "Well...teenagers, anyway." Because they were a little old for juice boxes!

[mitochondriaaya]

"Health conscious teenagers," Yinsi added with a chuckle. "Else we may be given endless amounts of soda pop and snack cakes." Which would be a horrible thing really.

"Ew," Aya agreed with a laugh.

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"Right." Dilan agreed, making a face, "Thanks, dad."

Yinsi pulled into the house and Dilan hopped out to open the door for Aya, "C'mon, monkey, lets race to the beach."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Your swimsuit is in the car," Aya pointed out. "And mine is upstairs! Race you after we change?" Because sometimes when Dilan was fruit buzzing he needed to be reminded of these things!

"And we can bring in all your clothes in the morning?"

"That's fine dear, just don't forget," Elcy said, slipping out of the car.

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"Oh...right." Dilan nodded, and snagged the bags. All the bags, because his arms were big enough for that. Then he headed inside.

Elcy and Yinsi laughed softly, "Kids." she murmured to him, and they went around back to sit and watch the sky for a while.

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya got the door for Dilan then dashed up the stairs to wiggle into her swimsuit. After a moment of debate she decided against lugging towels to the beach. It wasn't that cool out and they would probably end up splashing them anyway! "Anything you can think of we'll need?!" she called down the hall from her room.

[sliceitwithwind]

"No!" Dilan called back, although he did grab some towels. Otherwise his body-hair dried funny. "C'mon! Lets go!"

[mitochondriaaya]

"Race starts at the front porch!" Just so there was a start point! And her not throwing herself down the stairs! Granted, she still tromped down the stairs rather fast but..."OKAY GO!"

BWWEEEEEEHEEEEHEEEEHEEE?

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan was faster, and bigger...and clumsier! He tripped and rolled a couple of times, resulting in the two of them actually getting to the beach at about the same time.

[mitochondriaaya]

At least he knew how to roll properly! And to be fair, Aya always hitched a few steps when that happened so she could look over her shoulder and make sure he was okay! They were fast looks though because she knew if she lost too much ground...well, she'd grown up with a katzu! Still, the race was only the beginning because she slapped his arm gently and raced straight for the surf. "TAG! ANYONE ON THE BEACH DILAN IS IT RUN!"

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan laughed and went after the nearest person...everyone on the beach was about his age, so they knew them all.

[mitochondriaaya]

The nearest person was a boy who didn't manage to flail free of his chair fast enough! And he got one of the ex-girlfriends, who got Aya, who got the nominal 'lifeguard', who got one of the football players, who went after Dilan...splashing? Oh yeah, lots of it!

[sliceitwithwind]

It was great. Dilan fumbled again, getting caught, and charged after another of the girlfriends laughing.