#bergen_county

TXT: Dad tho.... 😰 out the window lookin good.

TXT: Yah. GOOD Luck there, baby. Trolls

TXT: ur t best, favorite auntie. i'll check back in after we do some recon here.

TXT: Thx

and it's clear her aunt is now son hunting

Reluctantly peeling herself free of the cocoon of blankets and sheets, and seeking clothing. "Huh. Adam, have you seen my bra? Remember, you had it on your head last night... but not sure where it went from there." An amused grin as she checks under some of the random detritus that litters a teenage boy's room.

There appears to be no bra

Nab coughs "Uhm.. I think Brenda found it"

Adam groans when Piper gets up and sigh, heaving himself up too. "Damnit Zane...." he sends his friend a message as well and starts pulling on clothes. "Sorry, Piper, I grabbed what I could." He seems genuinely regretful.

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She grins a bit. "No worries, it's not like I have huge melons that will escape. I can calm my tits." Glancing over to Nab. "Hey, any chance you'd want to scout out the escape route? I think I'm in for a horn-to-horn chat with Mom, but if I can avoid pops..."

"Actually," She says "I think Pops has just driven out to get groceries." Nab says after looking out a window "Yeah, there goes the car."

She pumps a fist a little. "Score!"

"Guys, dad was cool with Nab living iny room. Not sure he's freak out about Piper sleeping over."

Nab says to Adam "Maybe your dad is cool, but I think Piper might still prefer a talk with a satyress mother than a troll dad":

She gives Nab a glance, and shrugs. "Hey, sometimes parents are weird. Nab is kinda like.. your familiar. Me? I'm the wyld chylde corrupting their precious first born." A grin, though.

".....and I like your melons....." mumbled as he dresses.

"Heard that!" She laughs, tugging her leg warmers into place to complete her outfit, outwardly at least. "C'mere first."

Nab smirks "Hey... I work hard to corrupt him too. I want some credit"

"You should try cross-dressing with white feathered wings and a halo, and see how long it takes them to realize it's still the same Nab underneath..."

"What do you think I wear for Samhain?" She MIGHT be joking

Adam goes to her.

And he gets a kiss for his effort... mmm... a long kiss.. and her arms wrapped around him, fingers splayed on his back to pull him close.

He presses against her, holding her close, kissing her deeply.

Finally she pulls back, reluctantly. "Alright. Let's see if we can sneak out - then go look for Zane. Anywhere else you can think of that he might have gone? Maybe the hot springs - Auntie said he's not at the Farm, or at least not as far as Sallie Mae knows... the gloaming sites?"

Adam sighs again. "Maybe? I'll think about it. After a fight with his dad....what did they fight about? Nab, you want to come?"

"Nope. I got things to do, but if I see Zane I'll let you know"

"Zane found his passion - it's like, that's a big deal for satyrs - and his dad basically called it BS because it's not a traditional one like debate, or dance, or music." She frowns, and gives a little irritated stamp of a hoof. "It's like if someone told me that I couldn't play any more, because Gol Durn it, we're a POETRY HOUSE, and you'll write poetry like a good McCormick, and the McCormicks before ye, and the ones a'fore them. It's not -right-, is what it is. I love Uncle C, but he's being so.... HORN HEADED."

"I know Zane was sweating finding a passion....what did he get?" Adam stoops to kiss Nab carefully. "See you later, then."

"I... think that's for him to share." She says, a touch reluctantly. "I mean, after seeing how his fam reacted - and that's blood. He may want to keep it on the downlow."

Nab returns a soft kiss to Adam "Gotcah. Thanks for the ride, both of you" Arching a brow "And..hope Zane's okay"

"Yeah, no, that's cool. Ready?"

She nods, and runs a hand through her hair to roughly fluff the curls, then steps out the door, heading down from his room.

Then pauses, and calls back, "Nab... thank you. Let's do this again..."

"Anytime" Nab's eyes shine

A grin back. "I'll hold you to that..." Then steps down the stairs, trying not to clatter more than necessary with hooves on steps.

Brenda ahems "Got a moment, Piper? Or would you prefer to talk another time?"

She stands at a blind spot of the stair way

or was, as she steps out as Piper comes down.

"Eeep!" She startles, almost stumbling on the stairs. Only not, because Satyrs are naturally athletic. "Ah, no. Now is good. I was just coming to find you to chat."

"I appreciate that. I've turned a TV show on to help white noise in case a young sluagh is eavesdropping." She motions to follow her to the kitchen.

A glance back behind her to give a quick thumbs up to Adam, then follows his mom. "I don't suppose there's any tea?" Hopefully.

Adam stands with Piper.

"Sure is," Then a look as Adam comes in with her, "Hey son, girl talk time only, thank you."

Adam gets a stubborn look she knows only too well.

"It was both of us."

"Adam, it's okay. I'm a big girl." She gives him a smile.

"Yes, Adam. I am familiar with the facts of biology" She says then nods approvingly at Piper's comment as she continues working on two cups of tea, one for herself, the other for Piper.

"Piper, I'll wait for you right outside." He goes, with a dark look.

She gives her head a little shake after the door closes. "You'd think this is my first rodeo..."