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Date: Tuesday, February 14, 2068, Time: 1:30 p.m., Place: Tracy Atoll #3

"Woo Hoo!" Gordon shouted as he passed by the beach once more. His latest birthday present, a personal hoverjet ski, was getting a great shakedown. Right now, Tyler was hanging on to his brother for dear life, his tanned, skinny arms wrapped tightly around Gordon's waist, his bright flotation vest flashing by. Jeff waved at his two sons, grinning, then turning back to the table laden with the traditional Hawaiian luau foods.

"An excellent choice of gift, Mr. Tracy," Kyrano said as his eyes followed the boys.

"Yes," Jeff agreed. "Gordon's had his eye on this one for a while. I hope he doesn't forget he has guests."

The small group of surfers were caring for their boards and waving at Gordon as he sped by. Back and forth again, then the copper-haired birthday boy powered down his new toy and brought it in to shore. Tyler ran up to the eating area, slinging off his flotation vest as he rubbed his hands together.

"Didja see me, Dad? Kyrano? Is this poi? Yum!"

Scott, who was drinking a beer, reached out and ruffled the boy's stiff hair. "Did you have fun, Spud?"

Tyler pushed Scott's hand away, sticking out his tongue. Scott reached out and grabbed Ty around the waist and turned him upside down. He put down his beer and began to tickle. Tyler squirmed and laughed uncontrollably.

"Well? Did you?"

"Hahaha! Uncle! Uncle! Yeah! It was great!"

Scott stopped the tickling and turned the boy right side up, then ruffled his Tyler's hair again and picked up his beer. Gordon ran up to where the food was laid out, buffet style.

"You surfing, Scott?"

"Sure, Gords. I'm coming." Scott put his beer aside and picked up his own surfboard to join Gordon and his friends.

Jeff turned back to Kyrano as he watched his sons join up with Gordon's friends and head down to the waves.

"Will the furnishings be ready for our new team members, Kyrano?"

Kyrano continued his work, slicing up fresh pineapple even as Tyler piled his plate with the fruit and grabbed a bowl full of poi. Jeff snagged the boy and gave him a warning glance. "No more or you'll have the runs!" he murmured. Tyler nodded, and ran off to join his mother who sat with Emily under a group of shady palms. Jeff looked up at Kyrano again.

"In answer to your question, Mr. Tracy, yes, the furnishings will be ready. We are providing a dresser, a full-sized bed, a nightstand, a sofa, end tables with lamps, and an electronics center. Also, a dining table with four chairs, dishes and other kitchen accoutrements. Everything in neutral tones." Kyrano frowned. "It will be very bland."

Jeff chuckled. "Yes, it will. But we'll make sure that our new people know that the apartments are for them to decorate as they see fit. And that they will have an allowance from us to do so. I see many cargo planes in our future, Kyrano."

"Like when you let Dr. Tracy redecorate parts of the Villa?" Kyrano said, a smile slowly transforming his face.

"Exactly like that," Jeff said, remembering the flurry of activity and shopping that Dianne had done when he offered to let her redecorate the public areas of the house and their own master suite. She mostly left the lounge alone, for which he was grateful, but the rest of the Villa soon had her personal touch.

"I hope that the new personnel will like the apartments, Mr. Tracy."

"So do I, Kyrano."

Post by Tikatu on 18/06/04

Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!

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