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[...well, look who it is. outside, in the snow, stands an Asch who looks a looooot like Metalhead. he's just staring up at the sky, hand held out to catch the tiny snowflakes, a serene look on his face ~~for once~~. ask him where he's been, I know you're just dying to find out. who knows, maybe he'll answer.]

((idk. i felt like bringing him back.))

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l-lmao. well. Asch's snowman is pretty much complete, and it even has some little twig arms.]

((LOL like those rubber singing fish?))

[ D'aaaaw. You make the cutest ~~emo~~ snowmen, Asch. Both redheads beside him now have their own little balls of snow, and Luke finishing the kid form his. ]

((exactly! the package would read "Angsty Asch"))

[he just watches them, quietly]

((LMFAO))

[ If he listens carefully, he might hear her trying to coax Aidan into giving the ball a chuck. ]

(("Angsty Asch, Scion of Lorelei's Lyrics"))

[why you do this to him, Luke.]

[ Atonement for his sins? ...not that it works. As it's Luke who gets a thankfully small thing of wet slush pressed into her chest, much to her surprise. ] Atta --ta-ta-ta-that's cold!

[Asch's lips twitch up into a small smile, as he tries to stifle the chuckle that's threatening to come out]

[ Luke doesn't even notice with trying to get the snow off before her munchkin flops into her chest. ]

[he lets out a small snort, before he covers his mouth with his hand]

N-not funny! [ Oh but it is; even Aidan thinks so, beaming up at them. ]

S-sorry.

I bet you are.

No, really. I am.

Bah! Kids are a pain. Even if they are cute.

...Mm.

...ever think about having kids, Asch?

No. I wouldn't be much of a parent.

I don't think that's true! You understand what it's like to be a child with troubled parents, so you'd probably be good at not making the same mistakes.

I still don't think I'm capable of being able to... love a child, and care for one.

You never know. It used to be that I thought there would never be a day when we could have a civil conversation.

...But that's different. We're talking about kids.

Maybe. Still, the basic idea is the same: don't say you can't until you've tried!

But what if I fuck it up?

You dust your ass off, figure out where you mess up, and try again.

I don't think it's that easy when you're taking care of a child.