Log 1

[mayfield_mods]

Who: Everyone (General Log)
What: Make yourself at home.
Where: A new town
When: The first day

Comments

[strike_you_out]

Nah. I'm done.

[At least until something especially odd happens, but that will likely go in a different journal. With the bag on his back, he slides down the side of the rock pile.]

Are you gonna live with Granddad?

[bread_goes_bip]

Yeah, it seemed... natural.

[You know, to move in with the skeleton]

I can't really imagine not living with him. Not here, anyway.

[strike_you_out]

Me neither.

So, we're still a family...?

[bread_goes_bip]

Of course we are. Family are the people who are there for you no matter what.

[She hugs him]

And that's us.

[strike_you_out]

[He leans into her hug, relieved to hear that answer.]

Thanks, Grandma.

[bread_goes_bip]

We might be a little different than some families, but that's okay. There's lots of ways to have a family, and this is ours.

[strike_you_out]

It's the only one I fit in.

[And it's the only one he can ever imagine fitting in because the Death Family rocks.]

[bread_goes_bip]

I'm glad you found it.