[Homeless] Voice testing! Probably to end up on Bakerstreet

[motherlysupport]

Now, hi there... Mundane is it? Mundane, dear I think we might have us a little disagreement on our hands here- see, I have a family to look after and they aren't exactly bright... I'm afraid they just won't be able to cope without me.

So if you could just scoot off on your way and let me get back to my sons, I'll just be leavin' you.

No? Well you look right here, little missy! I will not have any of this abductin' nonsense going on in my life! I will happily inform you that I am not a force to reckon with.

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[boltstrike]

Your sons are probably more capable than you're giving them credit for.

[motherlysupport]

Honey, have you seen them?

[boltstrike]

Well, no.

[motherlysupport]

Then I don't think you have room to say whether they're capable or not.

[She wonders if their daddy dropped them on their head whilst she wasn't looking... What bad luck with children, she has.]

[boltstrike]

But I know someone who sorta thinks the way you're thinking about their kids. And he's really wrong!

[truffulacide]

...You could give them a chance to try.

[motherlysupport]

A momma's always right about their own children and I won't hear anythin' against that.

[theboywhointerrupted]

Yeah, the muns have this thing about taking you away from important stuff.

[boltstrike]

Can't you be open-minded?

[motherlysupport]

Oncie? Is this where you came to after you [you, not 'we'] ruined our hope of a nice future?

You know, I don't think you really have an input on what your better brothers do an' don't do...

[motherlysupport]

[Oh look a little boy. Just staring down at you.]

And they took an adorable little boy like you away from your Momma? Somethin's wrong with this place when kidnappin's not below them.

[motherlysupport]

Oh, dear, I am open minded! Just to the things I want to be open minded with.

[boltstrike]

That's not being open minded!

[motherlysupport]

Oh don't you strain your little mind; I'm sure you'll understand when you're older!

[theboywhointerrupted]

Uh, well, I'm not really little...

[Except he sort of feels it when stood next to this unusually tall woman. Darn his lack of a growth spurt the moment he hit something vaguely resembling puberty.]

But yeah, it's not great. I can deal with it, though.

[He is a MAN, after all. Nearly.]

Are your kids really little? I bet they're missing you.

[boltstrike]

Why do I have to wait until I'm older? I'm already off on my own.

[motherlysupport]

Well of course you are! Lookit you and your cute little cheeks! [She's just going to tug at them in that degrading motherly fashion.]

Who, Bret and Chet? Well, not exactly... [Mentally? She wonders.

Oh and don't mind the missing third child; he's no longer a member of this loyal, not dissapointing much family.]

[motherlysupport]

Age is experience.

[boltstrike]

Yeah, but... So is just plain experience.

[theboywhointerrupted]

Gah!

[Ted wiggles away as best he can, rubbing his cheeks.]

Actually, I'm twelve. That's like almost an adult.

[From experience with his own mother, though, Ted knows mothers like to think what they want about their kids. Including their views on age.]

But, uh, if your kids aren't that little, they can take care of themselves, right?

[motherlysupport]

That's almost a teenager, not an adult.

[She says it so matter-of-factly, as if there's nothing wrong with correcting him.]

Well, you'd think that wouldn't'cha? Like I said, they aren't the brightest bulbs in the box. Still, I'm sure Grizelda can keep 'em in check 'til I get back. Which should be soon.

[She looks into the sky, her eyes thinning a little. She isn't getting out of this no matter what she thinks.]

[motherlysupport]

See, you don't even have enough experience to know. Maybe give it a few more years.

Now, I would stay an' chat, but I've gotta go and see my family!

[boltstrike]

Hey-- But--

[whichwayyoulean]

[Uh oh. All aboard the bitter train]

I've been able to cope pretty okay. You know, after dealing with the crushing abandonment and all.

[Mutter mutter] And I just installed lasers into a robotic arm, but that's no big deal. Still not 'bright'.

[motherlysupport]

[... There are two of you now? Just what she needs, more disappointing sons.]

Crushing abandonment? [Her voice is still so sweet] Oncie if you don't remember, you're the one who failed us horribly; I was so heartbroken...

[What was that about a robotic arm? She's raised a brow; she's not exactly interested, but she's got her eye on you, boy.]