~017 - [VIDEO] - all grown up

[intofireforever]

[The video feed turns on to show Laura standing in front of a mirror. This mirror reflects not only Laura, who appears to have aged up considerably, but a very nice bedroom as well. There's a framed photo on the bedside table that she hasn't noticed yet--it's of this older version of her and Miss Parker, smiling and posed together with a little girl. Oh dear. Feel free to point this out, anyone who notices!

Laura touches her face incredulously, and when she speaks, it's in a whisper.]

I got...old.

[After a little while of just staring in absolute shock, she picks up the communicator and starts exploring the house. The next room she stumbled across...is a child's. A little girl's, by the decor. Now she's really confused and more than a little troubled.]

Miss Parker...? Paddy...?! [She picks up a teddy bear, looks at it, and then just...lets it fall to the floor. She's having trouble processing the fact that she has, quite impossibly, become an adult, and a parent to boot.]

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[Parker... was torn. She was torn between getting into a shouting match with Uhura and the fact that Uhura was currently seven years and apparently named Nyota and that she reminded Parker rather uncomfortably of Debbie.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at her watch, and found that it was cheap, plastic and apparently had Mickey fucking Mouse on it.

Groaning, she looked to Nyota again. Damn fuck damn. But there wasn't time to worry about it. Keeping her tone as neutral as it got for her, Paker asked quickly.]

Laura can you drive? Did you ever learn how?

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[Uhura glanced back to the hallway.] Look, you two...I'm not going outside in this. [A tutu...really. Did the girl sleep in it?]

You two figure that out and I'm going to get ready for school.

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Okay. [She nods to Uhura before turning back to Parker.]

Yeah, I can drive. Do you want me to drop you off at the school or something? I have no idea where it is...

[Or anything else, as a matter of fact. If Laura had any idea what a GPA for cars was, she'd be crossing her fingers to find one in whatever vehicle this family used.]

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Go get ready for school. Maybe you had morning ballet or something. Stranger shit has happened. [There was a pause and Parker rubbed the back of her head.]

Fuck Language.

[Parker looked to Laura and then sighed inwardly. At least she was dressed for school... Dressed in a dress with some horrible floral pattern and 'sensible' shoes. It was like being in the twilight zone.]

I ask because I think you need to be at the school and I wanted to make sure you can get there.