Miguel O&#39;Hara

Gabriel had no problem finding where his dad lived here. He just sent a few of his prototype arachnauts out to search the city and waited for them to come back.

Then he headed over, tested the door - really, dad? careless! - and came in to find him.

"Dad!" Wait, that probably wouldn't work. "Hey, Miguel!" One of these doors had to be his, right?

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Warm, in bed with Tightpants, and exhausted. Some people didn't have convenient superpowered healing, but those same people had no intention of letting that fact stop her. Which would be fine if Rosa could just comfortably sleep in until Tightpants had to go to work, but someone here clearly had a different idea in mind.

"This is why my place is better," Rosa groaned, refusing to open her eyes, refusing to move, until whatever crap one of his housemates was up to was resolved.

It wasn't really a complaint, though. Because Tightpants' place was closer, and that was definitely the higher priority last night.

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"Yours has thinner walls," Miguel muttered, though at the moment that was sounding like less of a problem than whatever this was.

"Whoever the shock you are, go away!" he half-yelled.

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Unfortunately for Miguel, that was enough for him to be found.

Gabriel opened the door and marched in, then groaned. "Aw, crap, dad. Put some pants on!"

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And this was where Rosa would have really liked to have been able to double-down on the whole refusing to move or open her eyes thing, but that made it a lot harder to do. She cracked one eye open, turned slightly, and squinted at the door. And, pulling a blanket up so that she could turn a little more, squinted at Tightpants.

"Dad?"

Well, this was a helluva way to find out about this.

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"What the shock?" Miguel squinted at the...teenage boy who was giving him a grumpy look. "Who the shock are you?"

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Gabriel rolled his eyes. "The kid you'll never have if you don't get out of bed."

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"Sounds good to me." Miguel ignored him and rolled back over.

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Gabriel gave him a look and yanked on the covers.

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And Rosa was going to yank those covers right back where they'd been. "Hey," she said, butting into this apparent family dispute despite rather not wanting to be in the middle of it at all, but she sort of didn't have much of a choice. "Innocent party here!....I hope."

'Who the shock are you', 'kid you'll never have if'...yeah, that was was all checking out for what she thought might be going on here. Either that, or TIghtpants was really digging into pretending he didn't know what was going on.

Either way, those covers were the only thing keeping her from indecency with some random kid claiming to be her boyfriend's son. If he wanted to pull that move, he was going to have to fight for it.

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Gabriel sighed again. "Fine. Dad, if you don't get up, I'm sending arachnauts to crawl all over you until you do."

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Miguel cracked a suspicious eye at him.

"Whats?"

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In answer, Gabriel held out a hand, and two tiny spiders ran down it, jumped over to Miguel, and ran up to his shoulder.

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Miguel startled and went to brush them off, then stopped. "What the -"

He picked one up and peered at it as it wriggled. "These are robotic?"

Kid or not, his kid or not, these things looked interesting. He poked at it.

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Right. There were spiders in the bed now. Rosa figured that was pretty close to her cue to leave, but she had a very important question of her own first.

"Do they explode or shoot lasers or anything?"

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"Not yet," Gabriel answered cheerfully. "These are just prototypes. I'm working on getting them to do a few things. Exploding could be useful. I'd need more than a few before I tried it, though. Right now, they jump and shoot web, and they can follow instructions and join together."

A few more sailed off his shoulder and joined the first two, then they all hooked together and became a flat disc.

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Miguel picked it up and poked at it. "The joins are undetectable. Are they joining together molecularly?"

He blinked up at the kid, impressed. "This could be a substitute for UMF. You could even -"

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"Make a suit." Gabriel grinned back. "That's the plan. They're still a little too stiff for that right now, but yeah."

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They....they did realize they were talking about pretty much being covered in tiny robotic spiders, right?

At this point, Rosa realized she'd lost Tightpants completely and there was no denying the massive, super nerdy genetics here.

"Yeah," she said, turning to get up, taking the covers with her although she was 95% sure that it would not matter one bit, "I'm out. You boys have fun with your robots. Lemme know when they start exploding."

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Miguel had the presence of mind to give her a sheepish look. "Sorry. Um, this is Rosa," he told the kid. "And you are...?"

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He rolled his eyes. "Gabriel." He nodded at Rosa like the totally cool and not at all science-nerdy kid he was.

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