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I'm slowly but surely working my way into being the cool Aunt, if only by default.

The Jerusalem contingency (The two Nephews, Amos (7) and Shaul (3 going on 4)) I believe perceive me to be that easily irritated lady with cool books and toys... and Justice League cartoon episodes - they're far too young to read the comic books, but they're at the right age to learn that Batman, along with Wonder Woman (and yes, okay, Superman as well) rock the socks.
They are back with their 'rental units in Jerusalem, so the Asylum is not as hectic as it was over the last weekend.

The Local contingency have vastly improved their attitudes towards me. Libby (2), the Niece, actually initiates contact with me and no longer gives me Hard Stares when I talk to her or suggest something. The child is very, very independent. Her catch phrase is "No! Me do it", though she speaks beautifully with quite a large vocabulary which includes colours, numbers and other words of command - not bad for a two and half year old kid, eh.

Her big brother, Shvo (6), I think sees me as a fluctuating person, going from authority figure to play thing - my tolerance for repetition* game is thin. However, he being a precocious six year is into pushing the limits so he has also begun to say "dirty words" like "Heck" and "Damn" which his 'rental units don't approve.

Personally, I'm a potty mouth so I don't mind him using "bad" words in my presence. Not to mention that he has read all the buttons that I have on my canvas bag - buttons which include Zero to Bitch in 4.0 Seconds and I'm a very loving and positive person, so don't give me any negative bullshit asshole. In addition, the local Buffy Fan-club produces buttons and stickers with prime quotes, of which I have several on the same bag and they include: Out. For. A. Walk. Bitch and Sodding, blimey, shagging, knickers, bollocks... Oh God! I'm English - that Spike... gotta love him.
And yes that was me bragging about my button collection, sue me.

Suffice to say I've added quite a bit to his bad-word vocabulary, which is fine when it's the two of us and we're laughing and making fart jokes... but I'm not keen on his mother (my older sister-sibling) telling me to stop teaching him these things.

Ain't I the coolest.

Notes
* Wherein you repeat everything a person says to them, e.g: Moi: Come here.
Him: Come here
Moi: Stop that
Him: Stop that
Moi: I said enough
Him: I said enough
Moi: Don't make me raise my voice
Him: Don't make me raise my voice
Ad nauseam.
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January 2020

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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