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You're my only hope

[ Anthony looked frazzled as he cast a careful glance over his shoulder before slipping back under what appeared to be a blanket fort so he could stare at his phone. ]

Ok look, bad week... shit happened. Lots of shit happened, most of it was my fault. Got engaged, broke it off the next day, had to spend most of the rest of the time at the hospital looking after a sick relative. The visit from the creepy alien hunting suit was incredibly spooky... But none of that compares to this!

[ He swallowed and hushed his tone so he wouldn't be overheard. ]

Mum is here. Actually here in my flat right now, cleaning everything and making dinner because she says I look unwell even though she has done the magic heat sensing mum hand trick three times already and I don't have a fever. What do I do!? I can't tell her about even half of this stuff without--...

[ A second voice, much sweeter and calmer broke in to ask... ]

What is this?

[ And Anthony paled as he and phone broke free of the covers to see his grey haired mom holding that conspiratorial message from the mysterious MMF. Never had a man shot so quickly from a blanket tent to snag the paper, crumbled it, and chuck it into the nearest bin. ]

Nothing! Just some chain letter, probably thinks he is being funny by sending weird notes... Nothing to worry about at all! I told you everything is fine!!

[ His mum merely gave her poor highly strung son a sympathetic look and once again set her hand to his forehead. ]

Honey, you really need to calm down. I know what will help!

[ She turned and dug through one of her many bags until she found a tattered old teddy bear wearing yellow wellingtons. This was pressed into Anthony's arms as he was ushered back to the blanket covered sofa. ]

Its Mr. Yellow Boots! Now you and he can sit here all cozy until dinner is ready.

[ Anthony was sulking but he sat back on the sofa and looked helplessly after his mom until she was well out of ear shot. ]

Send help. Anything... I need her to stop worrying.

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Take a deep breath and call the fire department! I'll be there as soon as I can.

[ He moved away, seemingly to collect his wallet and keys but also so his voice could drop low enough to answer. ]

Nah, she just must have heard the worst. You might have noticed mum can be a little high strung. Don't worry about it... I'll just tell her you panicked and it wasn't really that bad after I get back.

[ His voice was low and sympathetic after Alec's samba across the floor to the nearest chair. ]

Maybe I should do the packing. It's fine to sit this one out.

[ Literally. ]

Is there anything you absolutely must take with you? Book you are reading? Favorite shirt?

[he'll let you have this one]

Few books. One on the nightstand. Don't care about the clothes so long as they're clean.

[he let Anthony go about it for a moment and then]

How long do you think it'll take to get rid of them?

[He lets out a sigh of relief. A breath he hadn't even realized he had been holding until just then. Moms are stressful.]

At least it worked, right? You're going to be able to escape for awhile?

[which means more free drinks in Wei wuxian's future!]

I never said anyone should hurt her. In fact if anyone did--...

[ The threat was left untyped and sent like it was, but he would be tempted to grievously harm anyone who hurt his mother! She annoyed him but they still loved each other. ]

His flat is alright if only the owner would look after the building. The elevator has been broken for a month now and there is no sign of that being fixed any time soon.

Yeah, autocorrect. It never picks the right word. Hey though, if you are in realty do you know anything about busting dead-beat landlords?

[ Shirts, pants, handfuls of drawers... socks! Gotta get socks. Anthony waited until these things were packed before settling the books on top were they wouldn't be squished or bent along the way. ]

I'd like to say a week but... I have no idea. Most family visits back home lasted a week.

[ But this was medical. There was his mental breakdown and Alec's bad ticker. ]

Afraid they will stay longer?

Yeah...

[he picks at a small hole in the arm of the chair]

And what if they're... What if the Bureau gets to them too?

I gotta go mum, they need me. Take care... no don't worry. It'll be fine. The firemen will be there long before I am.

Yea, love you too. I'll be back soon.

[ Finally there was the reassuring sound of a door closing as Anthony had managed to squirm his way past his mom to make it to the hallway outside his flat. ]

Yeah, it worked. I'm out. Nice acting by the way! I thought we were sunk when you didn't use my last name.

[ Anthony didn't want to make it worse but he had caught himself recently saying, 'being Different does seem to run in the family'. ]

Never going to happen.

Why would they? I doubt they are going to give two figs about a group of old grumpy people. Besides...

[ He smiled back over his shoulder as the luggage bag was zipped up. ]

... your mum would break a vase over their head.

Yeah..kind of missed on that one. But I figured maybe the ones you work with would be more casual. I thought Mr Anthony had a nice ring to it!! I didn't want to go all formal and damn was she quick on catching that. Phew..Moms are intense.

[But it's a victory overall so Wei Wuxian is giving himself a mental pat on the back for successfully completing his first mom deception gig.]

[a gruff chuckle]

I want to break a vase over their head.

[he's not reassured, but for Anthony's sake he'll pretend he is. He hears the zip and gets to his feet, holding onto the back of the chair lightly for support]

Your demonic powers don't come with teleportation do they? [a joke. for the love of god, don't take him seriously]

Wish they did.

[ Not that he had powers at all. It was an unexpressed worry that so many people he knew were indeed claiming to get them. ]

I was considering 'magical piggyback ride'.

My friends use Anthony, for most everyone else it's Mr. Crowley.

[ The elevator could not come to his floor quickly enough! He barreled his way through the doors when they opened and hit the down button a dozen times before the doors actually closed and he was well and truly free. ]

And yea... not sure all mums are like that. Mine worries too much.

Down those stairs? You're out of your bloody mind.

[one trip and it will be over for both of them]

I'll be fine going down [he hoped] I just need a shoulder.

It's what I've been told.

[ The luggage was picked up by it's handle as both it and it's owner were escorted from the apartment. ]

We'll just take it slow and stop at every landing.

[ Hey, he wanted to catch his breath on the way down too. ]

I'll know for next time I have to do some sort of mom intervention.

[files that away in the notes.]

Now that you are free, where are you escaping to?

You could just talk to her?

I'm not that old. [he grumbled this as they went down]

Next you'll be putting me in a care home. [a concept of which he wasn't sure he was comforted or horrified by the idea of.]

Well, if you manage to hide away at like, idk, a starbucks or something, just let me know and I'll come talk. We can complain about overly-protective guardians or something.

I think I'll take a spin through the gardens. That way I can truthfully say I did drive down there. It's not a complete lie that way.

One does not talk to mum when she is in her cooking mode. You don't even understand... One hides or sneaks out until she calms down otherwise you could get a tongue lashing that would leave welts.

[ He pouted. ]

The only reason I've been saved from that so far is that she is convinced I'm ill.

No, but your suitcase is that heavy.

[ Anthony matched Alec's grumble with one of his own. ]

And that old... you've had this one, what? Thirty years? The duct tape on the corners is an interesting customization.

[ It was so much easier to complain about the suitcase than it was to dive into care home talk. He didn't want to even think about that. He wanted Alec to get better, to meddle and make his life a living Hell. Retiring to some care home was not an option. ]

[ This earns a laugh that doesn't translate to texting very well. ]

Lol! My secret batcave in the Starbucks. Yea, I'll let you know. I'm working on an exit strategy now. I think it will work. You have a favorite batcave?

I would be right there with you.

[Candid sincerity, though that's difficult to portray via text.]

Technically it isn't within my repertoire--technically. I'd need the address, but there's a good chance I could put the correct word in the correct ear and have an emergency inspection to put the fear of the gods within said deadbeat...

Shut up.

[is the only thing he can manage.

Slow as they go down the stairs, it still takes some time, and by the time they reach the bottom, Alec has to lean against the wall-- He lets out a breath and closes his eyes]

Maybe the care home wouldn't be such a bad idea...

[he's not entirely serious but he's willing to take even the worst of care homes so long as it has peace and quiet and a bed]

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