[ Vanitas, it's too early in the morning for bullshit. Billy is just going to snatch the tablet right out of his hand, thanks, and then startle once he sees who's on the other end. ]
[ Billy's scrolled up far enough to see the picture, and - ah. Well, he's not going to point out that this was probably meant to be some kind of threat with Vanitas standing right there; weird covers it pretty well anyway. ]
You're telling me. I didn't think the babysitting duty was literal but I guess so.
[Unfortunately, after Vanitas's breakdown following Billy's death, Stephen's not inclined to take any of his threats to harm Billy too seriously. The kid's a dick and Billy would no doubt be better off without him, but gone are the days when Stephen assumes he's a deliberate threat, whether or not he'll be proven wrong at some point.]
What baby are you sitting? He said something about a kid?
She's - three? Four? I'm really not good with ages. [ Or children. Or this kind of responsibility in general. ] Showed up with the last round of newbies and she was alone.
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He's taking responsibility for his kid.
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...You're going to need to run that by me again.
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He's been slacking.
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Uh huh. You want to maybe put him on the phone?
text -> voice
Sure.
[ Mostly because Billy's reaction to all of this might be entertaining.
Just gonna go poke him. He does switch it to voice first. ]
It's for you, Five Stars.
[ What is giving context or a warning.]
voice; still on Vanitas' tablet
[ Vanitas, it's too early in the morning for bullshit. Billy is just going to snatch the tablet right out of his hand, thanks, and then startle once he sees who's on the other end. ]
Uh. What the hell?
still audio
you can skip me and I'll jump back in later.
Strange might hear snickering in response, but Mickey Ominous Mouse isn't going to interject. ]
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You're telling me. I didn't think the babysitting duty was literal but I guess so.
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What baby are you sitting? He said something about a kid?
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[The developmentally delayed little girl he utterly failed to do anything to help.]
So you've got her. That...could be a lot worse.
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[ He really does have his hands full with short and ornery. ]
Just, uh. Supervising.
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[He frowns. Would helping take care of a child be such a bad thing for Peter? Of course, on the other hand, they'd both probably be terrible at it.]
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[There's no energy to put into the sarcasm, though. Not after everything that's happened.]
Busy, yeah. Let's call it that.