summerdude: fanart by agua.en.llamas (time for sleeps)
Magnus hasn't told any of his numerous fathers his plan because he knows they'd put the kibosh on it immediately. Sunny knows, because he's doing it for her. Alex knows, because he's definitely going to be passing out in front of him. Galahad knows, because Magnus likes to keep him in the loop, and because Galahad needs to explain things to SecUnit if SecUnit notices and gets worried. (SecUnit doesn't know, up front, even though Magnus promised to tell it about dangerous activities, for essentially the same reasons he's not telling his dads.)

He takes Sunny flying around on Jack after lunch and then, when he returns Sunny to their dads, sends Jack racing around the entire diameter of their whole world a couple of times while he wrestles with Alex (in varying animal forms) and then wrestles with Alex (in an entirely different and human way). And then he spends about half an hour meditating on Sunny's siblings, and when he's so tired that he can barely keep his eyes open, he calls Jack back and returns him to pendant form, thinking Violet and Klaus. Violet and Klaus the entire time.

He can feel Alex catching his collapsing body, and then everything goes dark.

First, his dreams show him Blitzen and Samirah in the dressing room at Blitzen's Best. Sam is being fitted into her wedding dress; Blitzen has pliers out and is adjusting the chain mail lace detail at the edge of her hijab. Magnus takes a very careful mental snapshot of that so he can describe it to Alex later.

Next, his dreams show him Annabeth, chewing on the end of a ballpoint pen in one of her graduate classes. He can make out a slide about tensile strength of... something or another; in the corner of her notes, she's doodling blueprints for what looks like a truly awesome tree house.

Violet and Klaus, he thinks sternly. His dream slides past Hearthstone and TJ at the Chase Space helping some kid in the kitchen, past Mallory and Halfborn on what seems to be a date in Jotunheim, past Freya scratching the scruff of one of her cats...

...and then it slots into a scene he doesn't recognize.

Outside of a rather large hotel stand three figures. Two of them are Violet and Klaus Baudelaire, who Magnus will undoubtedly recognize, but the third is an unknown man wearing a suit with the word ‘MANAGER’ embroidered over the pocket of the jacket. A taxi pulls up, and two adults step out.

“Justice Strauss!” Violet calls at the same time that Klaus says, “Jerome Squalor!”

“I’m so happy to find you, I was afraid I’d never see you again,” Justice Strauss says as she hugs the two Baudelaires in turn. “I’ll never forgive myself for letting that idiotic banker take you away from me.”

“And I’ll never forgive myself for walking away from you children,” Jerome says, wrapping the two Baudelaires up in one singular large bear hug. “I’m afraid I wasn’t a very good guardian. As soon as I heard all about what happened to poor Sunny – Well. I began my own Baudelaire research.”

Justice Strauss and Jerome Squalor explain to Violet and Klaus how they both were researching everything that had happened to the Baudelaires, both before and after Sunny mysteriously vanished. How they ended up learning about a secret organization known as V.F.D., and that volunteers from that organization had been leaving both of them letters and notes.

“Wherever I looked for you, Baudelaires, and wherever I looked for Sunny, I found selfish plots to steal your fortune. I read books on injustice in all the libraries you left behind and eventually wrote a book myself. Odious Lusting After Finance chronicles the history of greedy villains, treacherous girlfriends, bungling bankers, and all the other people responsible for injustice.”

“No matter what we do, however, we can’t erase the wrongs we did you, Baudelaires,” Justice Strauss says, regret evident in her voice.

“She’s right. We should have been as noble as you are.”

“You’re noble enough,” Violet tells them as Klaus nods in agreement, and all four hug again.

The four, as well as the man wearing the MANAGER jacket, talk more, about V.F.D, something about a sugar bowl, about how Count Olaf has something called the Medusoid Mycelium, but most notably, they talk about how the next morning Count Olaf and his associates are going to stand trial, that Jerome and Justice Strauss and other members of the mysterious organization have compiled evidence against him, and how hopefully all of the Baudelaire orphans’ worries will be over.

“You’ll never have to hide from Olaf again, or worry that anyone will steal your fortune,” Jerome tells them, and they hug once more as a large clock in the top of the hotel chimes out.

The world starts to go dark around Magnus's field of vision.

No, no, he insists. I need to see more—

But the world is fading around the edges. Magnus gets a good look at Violet and Klaus's faces — they're healthy, though they look worried — and then all he sees is a regular dream about Drosera wearing a judge wig that looks kind of like the one Justice Strauss sometimes puts on and acting as arbiter of animal justice among the deer and squirrels and occasional goats of this world.

When he wakes up, he's worn out. He kisses Alex good morning (...well. Good evening) and says, with a great deal of relief and a small amount of consternation, "It worked... but I don't really understand what I saw."

Then he kisses Alex some more, and after a good few moments of getting carried tiredly away, says, "We should probably eat dinner at the cottage tonight. I have a lot to talk to Sunny about."
summerdude: fanart by indigonite (SWORD BOY IS GRUMPY)
Magnus, who now definitely knows that many mansion residents keep specific daily schedules (thanks Galahad!), can reliably find Hanguang-jun whenever he needs him. (Unless it's the part of the schedule when Hanguang-jun is alone with Wei Wuxian, in which case Magnus can find him but, for the sake of his own mental peace, elects to never ever do that unless it's a genuine emergency.) He can also reliably find Galahad, Sunny, at least one of their shared fathers, Tress, and sometimes Claudius, except Claudius's unpredictability is genuinely unpredictable, as opposed to, say, Tally's unpredictability, which is predictably unpredictable.

Lancelot is definitely a regular schedule kind of guy, but outside of their training sessions, Magnus has no idea what it is. Magnus asks Galahad since Galahad is his go-to calendar and schedules guy; Galahad's brow wrinkles infinitesimally in the way that, on someone else, would be an incredulous, laughing 'what are you up to?' and his lips quirk when Magnus clarifies that he has really reasonable regular normal reasons for wanting to know. (Then Galahad tells him Susan's schedule, which is helpful, because Magnus is generally interested in avoiding her.)

All of this to say that Magnus doesn't actually manage to track Lancelot down and give him a heads up on the same morning he non-randomly encounters Hanguang-jun after dropping Sunny back with their dads, and impulsively asks "So, wanna do parent-teacher conference day? Me and Lancelot train after lunch in that clearing way out past Dads' house."

Whatever. He'd cleared that it was okay with Lancelot at, like, some point, so it shouldn't be too much of a surprise.

So in the end, Lancelot gets about thirty seconds' warning that Hanguang-jun will be joining, between when Magnus rocks up, practice sword in one hand, shield in the other, and Jack flying around behind him, calling, "How's it going, Swordmaster Dickface*? We've got company today," and when Hanguang-jun alights from Bichen.


*He's still workshopping appropriate nicknames
summerdude: fanart by cookiecreation (da) / cookiesketches (tumblr) (sweatin!!!)
Right! Okay. So the thing is that Magnus has a father (Frey), and he also has a father (Sagramore), and he also has a father figure (Hanguang-jun), and one of his fathers (Sagramore) has a husband (Laertes) who apparently wants to be a father, too, even though he brother-coded himself in the past???

(Alex teases Magnus sometimes for the full-on Father Web he's creating on one of the pages in his sketchbook back at camp. He's using red ink to draw out the lines, for the verisimilitude.)

He's sought insight from Father Figure Hanguang-jun and Father Haver Sunny Baudelaire. He's sought insight from Father Hater Alex Fierro. He hasn't sought insight from Original Father Frey, because that seemed like the wrong vibe for Frey's short little visit -- better not mention any dads at all, really -- but Adoptive Father Sagramore did have a few things to say, here and there.

It's time to go straight to the source! Luckily Laertes is a guy with a lot of interests, so Magnus has an easy list of places to look for him. Magnus tracks him down at the easiest one (read: returns Sunny to her house for lunch), and after he helps himself to some of the meal, too, he turns to Laertes and says, "Hey. Can we, like, go for a walk?"
summerdude: fanart by cookiecreation (da) / cookiesketches (tumblr) (plant guy)
"Okay, just another minute," Magnus says.

It's a hot day out, so holding Galahad's hand is a sweaty affair... and Magnus's current use of his alf seidr isn't making matters any more comfortable. The grass is tickling at Magnus's back -- his shirt has ridden up while he lies, spread-eagle, in the middle of the lawn. Galahad is always so smart about his clothes, Magnus bets he's not getting the grass itches at all.

But he can put all that aside. Grass tickles are good tickles, and the heat of the sun is -- to Magnus -- always more refreshing than it is annoying. There's a trickle of sweat at the side of his neck, but even though it's hot out it's not really a temperature extreme, so as usual he feels regular about it.

All his attention is on the plants around them. Feverfew and milkweed, black-eyed susan and queen anne's lace, aster and boneset and flowering spurge and yarrow and tickseed and teasel and wild thyme and forget-me-nots and poppies and and and -- well. He's not sure what else is in the mix. He's been trying to get better at plant identification with Claudius's guidance, but the package he found earlier that morning only said FIELD SEEDS. He's doing his best! Right now, his 'best' is less focused on identification and more focused on growing them to flower, high enough that some of them are providing shade to both him and Galahad, in a very neat outline of the grass they've politely crushed between the two of them.

Eventually, he's done all he can without overtaxing the plants. "There," he tells Galahad. "Summer snow angels, check."
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Magnus has a huge agenda planned for his Magnus-and-Sunny time today. Not riding Drosera, sadly, but he thinks probably the dads should be there at least at the beginning. And maybe Galahad too, since they found it for her together, even though that's maybe a little awkward, socially. But there's plenty of other big plans!

After lunch (with Sagramore and Laertes, too, of course), he takes Sunny exploring in some new rooms he and Galahad recently discovered in the basement, because they're (literally, temperature-wise) cool and he's noticed she can get overheated on hotter summer days. Then, he takes her deep into the woods to show her the secret garden he and Claudius have almost finished from Hanguang-jun, since she's great at keeping secrets and has unparalleled excellence of opinion. Finally, and with her consent, he puts her in a baby-backpack he found, and starts climbing the tallest tree in the entire forest, as high up as he can trust will hold them both. It's no Yggdrasil, but it is tall enough that they can look out over the tops of a lot of the other trees and see pretty much their entire world - the lake and her house stretching out to the left, the leaf-obscured path to his and Alex's camp in front of them, and the shining endless sea to the right.

"The deal is either I hold you or you're attached to the branch with a harness," Magnus warns, once he gets a sense of just how far down the ground is. "Just to be safe. Or else we climb down halfway. Okay?"
summerdude: fanart by green446005 (alex is a bird <3)
It's been a big few days in general, and this day, specifically, has also been pretty big, and so Magnus does the number two thing that reliably lets him reach a place where he feels more grounded: he goes to Hanguang-jun's parlor at a time when Hanguang-jun is also there playing music. (Number one, of course, is burying his face against Alex's belly and groaning. Number three, embarrassingly, is still finding a summery spot outside and praying to his dad.)

This time, he has a stack of comic books to go through -- he wants to start making tailored recommendation lists, for Tally and Lancelot (who he's made general recommendations to), but also for Galahad and Sagramore and Sunny and Hanguang-jun and Gideon and Shen Yuan and Gu Xiang and Tress and Nina. So he lays on the ground for a while, paging through issues while Hanguang-jun quietly picks out a tune on his qin and Danding nibbles his hair.

But after about half an hour, he's still got excitement and overstimulation brimming through his veins, so he sets Sensational She-Hulk #39 to one side (it's definitely going on Lancelot's list, probably also Tally's, possibly also Gideon's), twists his head, and waits for a lull in the music. When it comes, he says, "Hanguang-jun? I have... stuff. Not crisisy stuff. Mostly good stuff, and also... some questionsy stuff."
summerdude: fanart by cherryandsisters (uncertain?)
After everything is over -- Aornis's death and funeral, the final preparation for and delivery of the wedding, and 90% of Magnus's task list for the week (checking to make sure the plant bodies are unaffected by any potential Aornis-ghost and still growing normally, getting Sunny formally adopted by her new dads, showing up bright and early in the morning to steal breakfast and establish that just because they're officially her dads doesn't mean he's going to stop being her brother, talking through the Charlie stuff with Tress, spending time in Uncle D's garden just feeling the sun soak into his skin, some cathartic cliff-jumps with Alex and Gu Xiang, trying to teach Drosera to fly before giving up and asking Alex to tag in, staring into the middle distance worrying that his and Galahad's relationship might change now that Galahad is married, and hardcore early-summer kitchen gardening) -- Magnus takes a deep breath. It's time.

He finishes up in the garden, loading up all the fresh ripe produce into a basket. Then he swings by the stable, where he tells Lancelot that he might not make it to practice that afternoon because he needs to tell Hanguang-jun about what they've been doing.

Then he squares his shoulders and goes to find Hanguang-jun in his favorite kitchen, cooking for his husband.

"Brought you some veggies," Magnus says, putting the basket on the counter.
summerdude: fanart by art.burgyy (prettyboy einherji)
Ever since Magnus learned that Hanguang-jun keeps a regular schedule, he's been doing his best to memorize it. Without asking Galahad to tell it to him, because that just seems like it's cheating.

It helps that Magnus already knows about Galahad's training time, which he does sometimes now crash... just to watch, not to participate; it's an inoculation against the jealousy that still clings at the edges of his vision whenever he watches them interact. But now he knows the times Hanguang-jun flies around to survey the grounds, and the times that he's in his room doing stuff Magnus doesn't need to know about, and the times he's in the kitchens cooking, and --

Well. Anyway. It's helpful, because now that the secret garden he and Claudius are growing for Hanguang-jun is getting big, he can, like, try to cover it so Hanguang-jun can't see it from the air.

It's also helpful on a day like today, when he's been worrying over his conversation with Luo Binghe and (admittedly) getting a little worked up over the thought of what needs to happen to bring Aornis down. He's sitting on a log just outside of tree cover, watching the skies for Hanguang-jun and Bichen, ruminating. When they fly into his field of vision, he leaps up, waving Hanguang-jun down.
summerdude: fanart by green446005 (comics dealer)
Magnus is a man on a mission. Actually, he's a man on several missions, but now that he's successfully pulled off the bachelorette part of Galahad's wedding, this one stands out as of particular import. As such, he has a pad of construction paper chock-full of notes tucked in his backpack and he's swinging briefly into every room he passes, on the lookout for Grantaire.
summerdude: fanart by cookiecreation (da) / cookiesketches (tumblr) (over the shoulder)
Magnus's day is already pretty thrown off, between surprise Hanguang-jun morning hangs (definitely positive) and coming clean to Alex about training with Lancelot (mostly positive), which led directly to Alex coming along to afternoon training (weird, but ultimately extremely good), so that he can... vet Lancelot??? Have a fun little spar with Magnus???? Tease them both mercilessly??? Anyway, it's fun! It feels kind of like the best part of old times, except Magnus is actually kind of good now that he's had formal training, and even though he knows Alex, like, super well, Alex is always a wildcard with fighting, and it's nice to have things shaken up in training now that Magnus is also getting used to how Lancelot fights.

All this to say that he somehow hasn't seen Galahad yet, even though usually by now he's spent several hours with Galahad. So after dinner, he heads back up to the Mansion with the dual purposes of finding (1) Galahad and (2) art supplies for his next time-sensitive project.
summerdude: fanart by cookiecreation (da) / cookiesketches (tumblr) (knight practice)
Magnus, to his own shock and disgruntlement, is searching for not the top worst guy here. (Also shocking and disgruntling: the realization that Lancelot is actually kind of okay? Apollo is for sure way worse.)

He has his backpack on his back, with a few nonstandard items in it. Alex is busy throwing pots, Angus has Drosera, and Galahad is probably off with Hanguang-jun somewhere (but Magnus isn't jealous about that even a little bit at all). It's perfect. They're all going to be busy for hours, so Magnus can set his latest plan in motion.

He finds Lancelot by the stables. Being a respectful son of Frey, who (among other thing) is god of horses, Magnus takes a moment to catch up with Fenyes -- ask her how the pregnancy is going, if she needs anything -- and Rivelin, while Lancelot is actively tending to him. It's totally not rude to talk to the horses before the human. Totally.

Then, he leans against the wall and gives Lancelot a nod. "Hey. Dickface. You busy?"
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"And then we realized Frigg was knitting with clouds. Actual factual clouds," Magnus says, passing another box that, as it turns out, holds nothing useful down to Galahad. He climbs up another rung on the little stepladder and starts in on the next shelf. "How many boxes of Legos do we have so far?" He knows it's certainly not enough for a bachelorette party yet, but surely there's something they can go on. He'd kind of tonight that this far after Dark, there would be... more? "Do you think we should find another room to look in? Maybe the game room isn't the best choice."
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Spring is definitely still a couple weeks away, but Magnus can feel it approaching. The snow is getting softer, melting down into mush; bizarrely, he can start to sense that plants and animals are quivering to grow.

Emboldened by the promise of an end to winter, and still on a kick of wanting to be helpful to people, Magnus decides to make preparations. To that end, he selects a particular book from the library, has Alex and Galahad help him hunt down some toolsets, and goes to the third shed behind the orchards. There, he drags out a couple of the busted-up bicycles he and Galahad found in there the day they found Drosera and sets to work trying to fix them up enough that people can ride them.

Dro is with him. She's incredibly helpful (read: trying to hide the tools in the same way she likes hiding all of Galahad's charcoals), and Magnus ends up opening the door the the first shed, too, so she can explore where she came from. She's inside, screeching about how she can't fit inside the old doghouse anymore, while Magnus takes a break to eat a sandwich and watch the clouds. He's about to go talk to her when he spots Hanguang-jun flying on his sword, and waves.
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Magnus has had an incredibly busy morning. The winter feels less oppressive in the wake of that totally insane blizzard the other day, so he spends the first few hours digging out camp with Alex (which does take some time, because they do take a couple of breaks for snow fights, make-out sessions, and snacks), and then digging out Galahad's church. In the process of tracking down a shovel to do said digging, he learns that the Mansion is making things again (thank gods), so he also takes advantage of that, once his home has been unearthed, to find another outdoor fireplace, a few candles and tiki torches, and a weird wooden chest thing filled with paper and markers. Plus some bells.

He takes all of these things back to the church, and works in earnest to continue setting it up. He writes TABERNACLE GOES HERE? on one of the papers, which he wedges in one of the slats of the box, demonstratively, and places it on his former reading branch, urging the branch to grow around the box a little more snugly. He threads bells through smaller branches, and then moves the branches like vines, securing them in place above the cross. The outdoor fireplace he puts next to the place where he imagines Galahad might sit or kneel or whatever, so he can stay warm; he places the candles on top of it, and then drags Dro's perch to the other side of the kneeling/sitting space. Finally, he shoves the torches into the frozen ground in a line leading up to the space.

Then, he decides, he can't do anything else without some sort of direction from Galahad. So he goes back to camp, gives Alex another big old kiss, and shoves his notebook into his backpack. "I'll be back by dinner," he promises her, "with dinner," and trots off to the Mansion to find Galahad.
summerdude: fanart by cookiecreation (da) / cookiesketches (tumblr) (knight practice)
Look, okay. Magnus isn't trying to meddle, precisely. He's not really interested in meddling with his friends' relationships -- unless doing so involves confronting a father and/or god. Or god-father (literal). But he's a little worn out from growing produce all day for a week and a half straight, and he likes being Productive Member of Mansion Society Guy, and he likes talking to people and making fatherish figures Jack happy.

He doesn't actually know much of anything about Asmodean besides the facts that he plays a bunch of instruments and Sagramore loves him, and he's not, like, trying to be direct about anything -- such as by asking someone about Asmodean's schedule or the location of his room -- but surely if he wanders enough halls of the Mansion (but not that one, of course), he'll run into him eventually?
summerdude: fanart by cookiecreation (da) / cookiesketches (tumblr) (knight practice)
...The glass from the display case hits first. Some of it breaks apart, some of it breaks his skin. A large shard slices his bicep open; twitching away from it leaves his side vulnerable again to the sword.

It's weird. Magnus has gotten so used to not being hurt. For a single, strange moment, he finds himself relieved that he and Galahad cut off his toe a few weeks ago -- at least he still remembers just how bad pain can be. It's less the sword cutting through his flank, and more that the sword pins him to the ground in a way that would, frankly, be extremely difficult to get himself free from by himself.

For five bright, shining moments, all he knows is pain. It's different from the fire of actual fire burning his guts out, but it's just as sharp, just as eviscerating. He tries his best not to move and make it worse, but reaching for his healing abilities -- always harder for himself than others -- feels even more impossible. Something about the dark of the depths of winter, or whatever it was he'd heard people talking about the other day.

How fucking stupid, he thinks, as the weird hallway melts back into the now-familiar ambiance of the Mansion. The glass doesn't disappear, though, and neither does the sword pinning him to the ground. The world at the edges of his vision is going dark, hazy. Is that Ginnungagap? Alex just got here, and now I'm leaving her. He hopes she manages to find a way to settle in even without him.

Distantly, he can hear footsteps approach.
summerdude: fanart by cookiecreation (da) / cookiesketches (tumblr) (camping)
Galahad probably didn't expect Magnus to come pounding on his door in the middle of the day when they agreed Magnus would try sleeping on his own, especially since Magnus decided pretty quickly that he wanted to sleep outside again (but on purpose because he prefers it, not because it feels like the only option that doesn't end with the walls closing in on him). But here Magnus is, anyway, in the middle of the day, knocking loud enough that he has to force himself to take a step back so he doesn't break the door down.

"Dude, it's me, I need you," he calls, just so Galahad knows for sure it's him, or whatever. "You're in there, right? Galahad?"
summerdude: fanart by cookiecreation (da) / cookiesketches (tumblr) (blushin')
Magnus shows up to the kitchen earlier than the agreed-upon time, since he's actually really excited to fold tamales (and learn how to prep the individual components thereof) with a couple of his favorite people. When he gets there, he remembers having to teach Galahad about hand-washing, and thinks about the fact that both Sagramore and Lan Wangji are from old-timey places. When they arrive, they'll find him scrubbing down the countertops, making sure they have a clean workspace.
summerdude: fanart by cookiecreation (da) / cookiesketches (tumblr) (over the shoulder)
Magnus wakes up, normal again except for how he's in an unfamiliar room. Not Galahad's old room, either. A nondescript one that, as far as he can tell, just has a bunch of clothes and stuff. Also he's wearing silky pajamas he'd never pick out automatically on his own?

It doesn't take long for him to feel like the walls are closing in on him. It's out of respect for Aornis that he stumbles out of her room through the door (barefoot and in the silky pajamas) and goes outside the normal way. Once outside, he flops into the snow, calling summer and feeling the way the snow steams against his skin as it melts.

He's not feeling totally regular again when he sits bolt upright, remembering that Drosera is probably in Galahad's old room with two people that aren't Magnus or Galahad. Existential crisis over, there's a child to retrieve! And hopefully, he'll run into Galahad in the halls.
summerdude: fanart by cookiecreation (da) / cookiesketches (tumblr) (over the shoulder)
Magnus, triumphant, has finally managed to make some old bamboo sprout. With Drosera fed recently enough that she's not complaining of hunger and resting in her new favorite perch (lounging on his shoulder tucked right against his neck, her beak tangled in hair that is once again getting long), he sneaks it into the Mansion, hides it in a large gift-bag a closet gives him, and hangs it on Claudius and Galahad's doorknob with a quickly-jotted note that reads Claudius, What next? - MAGNUS CHASE.

Then, since he's already inside, he figures, why not wander around until he finds someone to talk to?

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