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7

Inallika smiled as her two beautiful children came into the kitchen to devour breakfast.

"Good heavens..." she laughed in German. "I thought Will was bad!"

"Don't judge me," Khris growled around a mouthful of toast.

Pip glared at him. "You're as bad as Ania..."

"Like, I don't know what you're talking about!" he insisted, giving a rather amusing mimic of Ania's valley-girl accent. Of course, it was even more amusing as he spoke it in German.

"What's going on here?" their militant father growled from the doorway.

"Daddy!" Pip giggled, launching out of her chair and into her father's arms.

"Khirs was just being his usual self," their mother smiled, returning to cleaning the kitchen.

Ludwig sighed and ruffled his boy's head, with much protesting on the boy's end.

"Why do we even have to go to school?" he whined. "I'm over a century old!"

"And times have changed since 2012," Inallika pointed out. "Now hop to it."

"Back in my day, kids could skip school if they wanted to..." he muttered.

"Well back in my day, kids didn't have school unless they were the ellete," Inallika shot back. "Now get going, you'll be late otherwise."

Pip dragged her brother out of his chair and out the door before claiming the driving spot. One of the perks of being a last-year: you got to drive yourself to school.

"The exam is coming up, isn't it?" Khris asked his sister in Persian. Even though they hadn't seen their cousins for a decade, they still practeced it so they wouldn't lose the language.

Pip nodded. "Final exams are pretty soon. We're going to be cracked down on here in a bit."

Khris sighed. "Great..."

Pip grinned, parking the Porche in a parking space in front of the school. "Come on, let's-a go," she chirped, immitating their Uncle Feli.

Chris grinned as he grabbed his backpack and threw it over his shoulder. "I hate-a you so much-a!" he growled, immitating the other Italian.

They both laughed and headed in.

~*~

Ania munched on her wrap while she drove down the streets of L.A. in her corvet with the top down. Her blond hair was flowing free in the wind, and a huge grin was on her face. Yes, this was Cali alright. And she was just loving it. Even though her family tended to stay in Poland, she had managed so land a spot in L.A.

Her radio blasted pop songs that had just been released, much to her pleasure. She adjusted her sunglasses, took a drink from her Starbucks, and sang along to the tunes.

She was currently en route for a hot date. It was on the beach, and she had been asked out... Oh, who was she fooling? On a beach somewhere between San Fran and Sac her mother had invited her and a bunch of the other kids for a "girl's night out" party. Clean, as only two were over the age of 21, and three over the age of 18.

In any case, she was pleased to go, even if it wasn't an acutal date. Who knew? She may just land a few numbers with some gorgious hunks~

"I like, totally love Cali!" Ania laughed, throwing her head back briefly.

~*~

Tiri munched on Pocky, calmly destroying his controler while Evan growled and button-smashed.