"A lot of it goes over his head," she said. "But knowing my luck his first word is going to be a dropped f-bomb," she giggled. "I'm trying to cut back because I too have the mouth of a dirty pirate hooker. Watch when I send him to day care, that's the report I get back," she grinned and threw her voice to impersonate a teacher. "Isamu is brilliant, good at sharing, and working on potty training, but he's got the mouth of a dirty pirate hooker," she couldn't keep a straight face.
"I don't think we have to spell yet," she grinned.
"Ya just need like.. a swear jar or somethin' like that," Hunter suggested quickly, nodding her head in agreement with her own words. "Then anytime any of us dirty fuckers says a naughty, we gotta toss in some cash. If we always make it a bill, I bet we could send him to college on it," she added, laughing. She bounced Isamu again, making a face at him. "Right, little man? Right to college! All cause mommy hangs out with pirate hookers!"
"Oh! Good call! We can have the big kid swear jar and we can give him a swear jar too," Michi and Isamu both giggled delightedly. "It's so true though. His aunties, uncles, and mommy will fund college. I think I'll just have to teach him not to swear at school," she shook her head with a grin.
"Right?" Hunter grinned. She was well aware that she'd probably be putting more than her own fair share in, but that was half the fun. All of the cursing, all of the benefit. Everybody won, really.
"Not swearing at school is easy. I can even do it mostly.. like, not in school... or at least not in class. Mostly. Sometimes."
"We should totally scavenge for a jar tonight, we're going to need a big one, I can tell already," she proposed.
Michi couldn't help but laugh. She loved having Hunter around, she had made it so much easier to function pretty much all the time. "I'm pretty okay at not swearing in class but... well... sometimes... you really can't help it," she laughed. "Like when Lattimer calls you out for conjugating wrong or a spell backfires. Or one of the Lalaurie suckers makes a quod slight under their breath," she joked.
"Do they even make jars that big?" Hunter joked, grinning.
"Lalaurie suckers like uncle Gray?" she added, laughing again. "They really can be a buncha fu.. suckers when they win, yeah? I guess that's just why we always gotta kick their butts whenever we can. Don't want 'em gettin those fat heads."
"Maybe several jars," she laughed. "Everyone gets their own jar, we can write our names on them."
"That's the precise one I'm talking about!" she laughed. "They can get so snotty sometimes, if there is a team I love to beat it's Lalaurie," she grinned. It had always been true, perhaps because they always talked a big game. It was a fun rivalry and it had kept her in top form for a while. "Yeah, if their heads got too big they wouldn't be able to carry them around."
"Let's give them out for Christmas," she laughed back. "We'll make them some real cute labels and shit.. you got any glitter glue?"
Smirking as Michi spoke about Lalaurie, Hunter nodded in agreement to every word. "They just deserve, c'mon.. seeing that look of their faces. Like a bunch of sad li'l babies. I love it!"
"Of course I have glitter glue!" she said happily. "And sharpies in every color imaginable!" she added. "Best idea ever."
"It's like... the best thing ever," she laughed. "Grey's big ole pout with his ears sticking out," she giggled. "And you know Addy can't help but yell her face off at them," she grinned. "I love that girl but it's a good thing she plays a full contact sport, so much pent up aggression," she joked.
"Sounds like a craft in the making to me," Hunter grinned. "How about when little man goes for a n-a-p?" she added, eying Isamu as if he would know that they were plotting for his future absence.
"And Addy runs one hell of a team, I'll give the hooker that. Maybe I should yell at y'all more, get your asses in gear. Think anybody would listen?"
"Definitely," she looked at the clock on the wall and rose her eyebrows. "Whoa, it's almost that time," she poked Isamu's belly. "Trying to trick us so you can flirt with your auntie?"
"She really does," Michi nodded appreciatively but then she laughed. "I don't know that yelling would work with us. Keegan and I would just cheer you on and everyone else wouldn't know what to do. It'd be chaos. She grinned. "Maybe we should just put a cap on how many hot cheerleaders we can have on the team."
"Can you blame 'em?" Hunter replied, grinning at Isamu. "I could almost go for a nap myself, but I got a feeling I got a whole hell of a lot of jars to glitter up first," she added.
Laughing slightly at the idea of trying to yell her team into shape, Hunter shook her head. "Naw, definitely don't think that's the approach for y'all. I think people respond better to encouragement.. s'why I try not to shit on anybody, even when we lose, or somebody fumbles a play like a motherfucker. If we started crapping on each other, where d'you draw the line, right?"
"Izzy got a thing for blondes too?" she giggled. "Over the summer the only time I really got sleep was when little man was napping," she laughed. "Of course now he's sleeping through the nights," she rolled her eyes. "Typical boy."
"That's why you're the best captain ever baby. The encouragement keeps us coming back," Michi bounced a little on the couch. "Lalaurie players I think are terrified of each other," she laughed a little.