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[slayer_fray]

Maria took Steph and Sokka and Jim all back to Kansas in a blink, after a long argument in which Mel promised at least five times that no one would die, leaving the four Fray girls to get the flying car back on their own. Or, as only one of them actually has a license, Erin to get the car back while Mel sits with her arms full of babies, looking decidedly comfortable.

"So, you're gonna want to hear the story now, aren't you?"

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"Well you, Sokka and that Steph girl seem pretty tight," Erin commented. "You guys must have gone through some serious sh-"

She stopped and glanced at the girls.

"-stuff."

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"Erin," Mel points out, trying not to laugh. "I'm their Mom. They'll hear worse than 'shit'."

That apparently out of the way, she nods. "Yeah, Sokka and I have. Uh - did you see his scars?"

The ones on his temples specifically. Marking out H and F.

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"The ones on his temple right?" Erin asked. "And unless you want to be cursed with two girls who acted exactly like you as a kid you might want to watch the language."

Yes. She's being the big sister again.

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"Cause everything that went wrong with me is to do with language," Mel returns, dripping with sarcasm.

Well, at least she's admitting she wasn't a perfect kid, right?

"Yeah, those. They were kinda left by someone who didn't really like me acquiring new brothers."

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Erin unconsciously rotates her wrist a bit as she puts the initials together. "Sokka's lucky he didn't do more," she said with a slight shudder.

[slayer_fray]

"Well, we had a werewolf."

That totally makes sense, really.

"Zuko got it worse, though. So, yeah, we've been through a lot."