Summary: Nothing stayed the same for long.
Watching Z gently push the swing into motion, Jack almost forgot the pumpkin that he was supposed to be carving for the festivities later tonight.
The seasons were changing, their relationship was changing, and Z herself was changing.
‘I guess it’s true, what they say about the only constant being change itself,’ he mused, turning back to the orange vegetable that he was gutting.
Being so far out, they didn’t get trick-or-treaters, so Z volunteered them to do trick-or-treat duty at SPD. Every year kids seemed to flock to the gate of the Base, begging for candy.
Finally, Sky elected someone each year to handle the mass of children, and Z, becoming restless while confined to non-active duty, quickly volunteered them for the job.
A snuffling at his shoulder made him look up, where Deogee was trying to decide if her daddy was doing something fun or not really.
Grinning, he offered her a pumpkin-gut covered hand, which she promptly wrinkled her nose at.
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