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[her_imperial_radiance]

Harley is seven, and he and Elspeth are hanging out in the Québec capital (because the rest of the Golden Coven is doing so), and as is usual in capitals with major wolf villages, she, he, and Jacob stay in village quarters during this time.

The capital as a whole moves less often than it once did, now that people can readily teleport to other sites to handle things there; this is the first time in Harley's life that they've been to Québec for anything other than a brief visit, so it's the first time he's seen the Imperial Alpha house in which Jacob, his imprint, and her fosterling are entitled to live.

They have neighbors. One of these is a seven-year-old puppy boy, who is currently making a snowfort.

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[pythbox]

Harley pelts him with bits of fort!

[alicornucopia]

Eventually the fort is snowy rubble, the snow houses have been trampled, and Zeus is exhausted.

"Let's go have cocoa!" he suggests brightly.

[pythbox]

"Yeah!"

[alicornucopia]

Into the dead dragon they go. "Dad, Dad," says Zeus, wrestling his boots off, "Dad we want cocoa!"

"Do you really!"

"Please!"

"All right. Cocoa coming right up," says Bartholomew.

[pythbox]

Harley beams and follows him inside, getting snow all over the entryway as he divests himself of his winter gear but mostly managing not to spread it through the rest of the house.

[alicornucopia]

When they are in the kitchen they are presented with large mugs of cocoa, each with large marshmallows slowly dissolving.

Zeus drinks his too fast at first and says "ow" and then sips more slowly.

[pythbox]

Harley drinks his too fast and giggles over it.

[alicornucopia]

Bartholomew supplies seconds without having to be asked.

[pythbox]

"Thank yooooou," Harley sings. Slurp!

[alicornucopia]

"Do you want to stay for dinner, Harley?" Bartholomew asks. "If that's all right with Her Highness, that is."

[pythbox]

"Yeah, sure!"

[Hey, Zeus's dad wants to know if it's all right with you if I stay for dinner.]

[her_imperial_radiance]

That's fine, Elspeth broadcasts to Harley and also to Bartholmew and Zeus.

[alicornucopia]

"Wonderful," says Bartholomew.

"Awesome!" says Zeus.

[pythbox]

Harley beams.

"What's for dinner?"

[alicornucopia]

"Green beans, baked chicken, and baked potatoes," says Bartholomew.

[pythbox]

"Yum," says Harley.

[alicornucopia]

"You like green beans?" asks Zeus skeptically.

[pythbox]

He shrugs. "Yeah?"

[alicornucopia]

"Ew," says Zeus.

"Well, they're for dinner regardless," says Bartholomew.

Zeus sighs a long-suffering sigh.

[pythbox]

Harley giggles.

[alicornucopia]

Eventually Bartholomew serves dinner, Demeter appears from elsewhere in the house with sawdust in her hair and paint on her apron, and they all eat dinner. Zeus even eats three green beans when sternly obliged to do so.

[pythbox]

"You've got stuff on you," Harley observes to Demeter around a mouthful of green beans. "What were you doing?"

[alicornucopia]

"Making a go-cart," says Demeter. "Can't go anywhere in it till summertime, but I have a jump on the competition this way."

[pythbox]

"What's a go-cart? Is it a cart that goes?"

[alicornucopia]

"It is a cart that goes!" agrees Demeter.

"It's a kinda car only it's homemade," says Zeus. "The village does a race with them in the spring once the snow melts."