IC INBOX; MoM

[pushtheboundaries]

"You've reached Robert Callaghan, Headmaster to the Heropa Organization for imPort Education. Please leave a message with your name, your phone number, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. As a reminder, my office hours are..."

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[itistolaugh]

!!IMPORTANT!! HOW OLD ARE YOU RIGHT NOW

[ This probably would be more helpful if she knew how old he was before everyone started going pre-pubescent, but she doesn't really think things through. ]

[pushtheboundaries]

[when the hell did he get signed up for a spam list?- actually, no. when the hell did he sign up for texts from what is clearly a 900 number in disguise, with that kind of profile pic?

BALEETED.]

[itistolaugh]

!!!I WILL KEEP ADDING EXCLAMATION POINTS UNTIL YOU ANSWER ME ROBERT!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[itistolaugh]

robert srsly tho how old
i promise i wont make fun of your old man problems



like for a few hours anyway

[itistolaugh]

robert :(

[itistolaugh]

[ PUPPY EYED POUTING SELFIE ]

[itistolaugh]

cmon hey u cant be mad i didnt even do anything for weeks

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unless r u hiding from me? ARE YOU EATING CHEESE AGAIN YOU KNOW YOUR DOCTOR DOESNT WANT YOU EATING CHEESE YET

DO YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW WHEN YOU LIE ABOUT CHEESE ROBERT

[pushtheboundaries]

[ok that's enough of a 'wtf' to actually get his attention]

cheese?

[itistolaugh]

yes cheese you know #4 on the list of stuff you cant enjoy anymore cuz of the heart attack

the one i laminated and put up in like every cabinet in your kitchen???

did you go and have a stroke too oh my god i swear i am never beign friends with old people again

[pushtheboundaries]

[oh, this is...a real person. and the one apparently responsible for that decor.......

Callaghan frowns, tapping his fingers along the comm. he hasn't been to that place since the night he arrived, instead relying on uncertain memories to take him to someplace different. someplace more secure...

is a stroke at fault for this? he doesn't think so. he'd have more symptoms, he's sure of it.

after a while, he finally sends a number. Harley will recognize it as a single year younger than he was the other day.]

[itistolaugh]

[ Oh my god, he's so old that even when he turns into a baby version he's STILL old. ]

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH so YOU dont remember me either????

[pushtheboundaries]

should I?

[itistolaugh]

[ His inbox is about to EXPLODE with cute pics of the two of them together. Karaoke, posing in front of the Space Princess movie poster, pajama parties, IN BED. ]

:P

[pushtheboundaries]

[what the fuck

no, really. he...he feels like he should remember more than this, and it's like there's something at the back of his mind fighting for more, something buried and hidden and - no, not trapped. just...

gone.

he thumbs through these pictures, and then through the rest on the comm, almost desperately searching for meaning but finding...none.

finally;]

what are we?

[itistolaugh]

i have NO IDEA

[pushtheboundaries]

[that doesn't help, dammit.]

whatever it was, it's not now. things are different.

[a few seconds, and then he sends another text.]

sorry.

[itistolaugh]

ok but thats like the 3rd time youve said that so whatever

where ARE you?? im worried now

[pushtheboundaries]

[cue the ignoring]

[itistolaugh]

[ You know what? No. Nope. Nuh uh. ]

robert im pregnant

[pushtheboundaries]

[pushtheboundaries]

bullshit

[HE HOPES...]

[itistolaugh]

[ time to send a picture of a positive pregnancy test that she totally didn't pull off page 4 of google results ]

[pushtheboundaries]

when did you get a tan

[itistolaugh]

[ Whoops. ]

its spring now people GO OUTSIDE which i know is a strange and foreign concept for you that there is a world outside of work