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[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

I don't like having a broken ankle. I can't run, walking's hard and I'm even more incapable than I was before.

Not being able to remember is even worse, but not as bad as Dad not remembering everything. It makes me worry. A lot.



At least if it's a loss, it'll go away. Still wish Astrid would go away, too. Unlike my stupid ankle. I can't stand needing someone to help me. Don't like it at all.


[Small, frustrated sigh.]

Can someone explain Christmas? Please?

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[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

As far as I know, you give gifts and spend time with your loved ones.

[page number (http://community.livejournal.com/paradisa/7243213.html)] There's more stuff there.

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Gifts. I like the sound of that.

Except. What do people give to their fathers?

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

I... wouldn't really know. Knowing your fathers, something thought-provoking?

[B/ but this reminds him, he needs to think of something for Five]

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Like a book?

[small sigh; she wants something special]

But they all have so many books already.

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you'll think of something. You're his daughter.

You could make something? That they couldn't get from anyone else?

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

I like being all of their daughter.

Should I make them each something different?

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

Good. Because you are.

Sure; why not. They'll all different... though they're the same.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

I really, really hope so.

But I still don't know what to make any of them.

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

Huh. I wish I could help you more, but I haven't ever had to buy a gift for a dad.

You could always ask them what they'd like.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Or you can!

This way they don't have to know it's me.

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

[laugh]

Alright, I'll see what I can do.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

[another laugh] Yeah no problem.

Hope your ankle gets better soon.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Me too.

I'd like to come visit you.

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

[slightly surprised pause]

That won't be a problem at all. I'm in the TARDIS; Five's.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Maybe I can visit you and Dad then? When I figure out how to use the crutches better?

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

Sure thing. Come any time you want.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Really?

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

Of course. My days are pretty much completely free. [cept when he's digging for info] I can come see you some time too.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

I'd like that, too.

It's still really hard to get around on crutches.

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

You could see someone at the clinic about that. A girl named Ino. I don't know exactly what she does, but she makes wounds heal a lot quicker than usual.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

No one mentioned that.

I might.

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

It's useful.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Did she help you?

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

Yep. I should be still bedridden, all things [a pause; he's wincing and holding his head] considered. But I'll almost completely healed.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Wow.

I'll definitely look for her.

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

You do that. And then come see me.

Jet

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Promise.

Jenny

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

[d'aww, slight laugh] Cool.