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FurnaceFace: No. Chamber is my name
WannaBeChamber: You don't use it!
FurnaceFace: No.
WannaBeChamber: Mooooom!
FurnaceFace: Won't work. She likes the name.

**Heromaniac enters the ChatGroup**

Heromaniac: I'm at work, you already spent your allowance, and you have enough games already.
WannaBeChamber: tell dad to let me have his code name!
WannaBeChamber: We have to have code names for class tomorrow!
Heromaniac: YOu want to be called FurnaceFace????
FurnaceFace: *snicker*
WannaBeChamber: MOM!
Heromaniac: SON!
FurnaceFace: Why not pick a new one. And name just for you.
Heromaniac: Ah! XmanZ!
WannaBeChamber: What does the X stand for?
FurnaceFace: Mutant gene. Do you even listen in class?
WannaBeChamber: And the Z?
Heromaniac: Chemical Z :)
WannaBeChamber: ...
WannaBeChamber: At least you let me have 'man' somewhere in there.
Heromaniac: ...
FurnaceFace: ...
FurnaceFace: xBoyz
Heromaniac: XBoyZ
WannaBeChamber: HEY!!!
FurnaceFace: It's only a legacy name if I'm actually letting go of it, JJ. Go see if Squirrel Girl is still using hers.
WannaBeChamber: DAD, Y DON'T U RETIRE GEEZ.
Furnaceface: So you can steal my codename?
WannaBeChamber: You're old! You deserve a rest!
FurnaceFace: .... Who are you calling old? Momoko, who is he calling old!?
Heromaniac: ...
Heromaniac: Love you, dear!
FurnaceFace: ......................
FurnaceFace: You're BOTH grounded.

Momoko woke to the sound of singing. Of a sort. She smiled and lifted herself slowly in the bed to look over. "What are you singing?"

//Hmm? Paul Simon. House at Pooh Corner. Nothing he can't hear at his age. Promise.//

That got a tired chuckle from her. And a yawn, as she reached a hand out to her family. "He's only a few hours old, Jono. He's just happy hearing your voice."

//Ha ha.// But he moved closer so her fingertips could just rest on the baby's head.

"You're not going to take my hand?" she teased. "Afraid you'll drop him?"

//...//

His silence made Momoko laugh even harder and she rolled over, finally able to reach her husband, resting her hand against the tip of his ear. "Any word?"

Jono's head shook. //Nothing so far. Doesn't mean much, though. I was a late manifest.//

Momoko's eyes closed, though she didn't move her hand. "But he's healthy?"

//Physically sound and human. Ten fingers, ten toes, one...//

She tugged his ear. "I get it."

//You're still set on the name?// he asked, his chuckle rippling in her mind pleasantly.

"I'm a little partial to it," she nodded. She was not naming their son Bono, Jon. "Sorry."

He looked down at the newborn in his arms. //Jonothon Evan Starsmore, Junior, eh? That's a lot to live down.//

"Even more to live up to," Momoko gave his ear another tug when he eyerolled at her. "We can call him JJ if it makes you feel better?"

//... Can I pretend he's named after JJ Cale?//

"Who?"

//... Why did I marry you again?//