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because it's Zoki and Pedro's kickass birthday B)

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Please pretend that is great art of a cuddle. I am too excitement'd out to look up an illustrative image right now, but hang onto your hats because this is a

CUDDLE MEME!!

Steps:
1. Post as your character! Everybody is welcome, even if not in the game or newbies waiting for podpop! We don't bite, we hug.
2. Others reply
3. Participants are struck by the urge to cuddle. No romantic feelings are created or altered, just unexplained snuggly feelings are involved. You can SCREAM at this urge, shake and cry, get hearts in your eyes, feel elated and joyful, rant along the whole way, whatever. It DOES NOT STOP THIS URGE TO CUDDLE.
4. Cuddle! No violent cuddle chokes or cuddle stabs plz. Those can come later ;)

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She laughed. "Oh, you know I will Eva! You are way too hardcore to have all your secrets divulged!"

Still the same old Eva. She had really missed her.

She squeezed back. "It'll be me, Eva. Just...with a different name and a different history than I originally thought. But all the memories on the ship, everything I've been through, they still all belong to me."

"People would start thinking I'm soft and motherly, and it's all downhill into baking cookies and knitting quilts from there." Eva's not even sure if you can knit a quilt.

She strokes Katara's hair-loopie maternally. "Oh, honey, you're going to be in for quite the identity crisis, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I think you shoudl let me handle all of that motherly stuff," she laughed. "I've had more experience at it!"

She sighed, complying fully with the headstroking. "You know, I should have expected that Stacy would do this. It's not like she hasn't messed with me enough, she needs to come up with new ways, like giving me someone else's memory."

"You know, I was a very good mother once," she says, a bit sadly, "now I'm just mostly good."

Poor Katara. Eva's heart sinks a bit knowing how frustrating that will be. "She does seem to be a finicky little computer, doesn't she? I don't trust a computer as far as I can throw one, which isn't far. You'll be alright, though. You're strong."

"Oh, I don't know about that," she replied, beaming at Eva. "From what I've seen so far, you've been a pretty good mother figure. You're smart, you have experience and I bet you'd do anything to protect your son."

She nodded. "I'll be depressed about it on my own time. People here are still dealing with problems, and some can't cope as well. I can at least help them with what I've gone through."

"'Have been'," she repeats. "I was gone for five-ish, seven-ish years." It's difficult to adjust to having a teenager/adult as a child when the last time you spoke to them was when they were nine. But she smiles. "But I'm sure my superior wit and mettle can handle it."

She nods back. "Just don't get too depressed about it on your own time. You know, I have some experience with the whole identity thing. You can always come talk to me."

"I'm speaking from what I've seen of you on the ship," Kaya said, looking brazenly defiant. "As far as I'm concerned, you are definitely a mother figure. I don't care how long you were gone, and I doubt its different for Marco. As mother is a mother, you don't lose that just because you weren't yourself for awhile. It's something you can't really forget."

She nodded. "I'll do that. It'll be tough at first, but I know I'll get through it somehow."

"I'm not saying I'm not a mother, just that it's - there's been a learning curve, coming back, is all. But thank you." She gives Kaya another little squeeze.

"Good girl. That stubbornness suits you." And Eva would know, being the stubborn sort herself.

"Well yes, that will happen," she said. "I knew a girl who's dad left her and her brother to fight in a war, and when he came back, she was mad at him at first. But the truth was she wanted her dad, just like any other kid who loses their parents for one reason or another. They never know it sometimes, so they look for it in other ways, but that's what they wish for."

She laughed at the squeeze. "Well, that's actually a quality Katara and I both share!"

"Oh, no, I know how he feels, mostly. It's a learning curve for me. I still want to be driving him to school and giving the bigger kids in his class ominous glares," she says with a laugh.

"It's a good one to have, if it keeps you moving. I've seen too many people roll over and give up when the going gets hard." Yeerks. Former hosts. Peter. Spiteful resilience isn't a universal trait.

"You'll get the hang of it, trust me. Once you start caring about people on the ship, you start to act like mother pretty quickly. People are a little too stupid for their own good, myself included. Half the decisions they make are going to be pretty stupid. The mother thing pretty much will fall into place."

She nodded. "I've seen that happen to some people myself. If I can find a way to ease that a little, I'll do what I can, you know?"

"What, and you think I'm not too stupid for my own good?" She laughs again.

"Just don't let it happen to yourself. Though, at least you have a motivation to keep moving. That's the most important thing, I think." It's not so much that people need support, she thinks, as that they need to think they're supporting others.

"I would never call you stupid!" Kaya exclaimed. "Impulsive, pigheaded and self defeating maybe, but never stupid! In fact, I can totally see you as a cool mom, to be honest."

She nodded. "I've always seen how my teacher held onto a hope that we could change the way we did things, despite how hard everything seemed and how badly the odds were stacked against us. But that can only happen if we stick together and look out for each other, not to mention train to get stronger than what we are."

Eva giggles at that appraisal of herself. At least Kaya's bothering to be honest with her. "I am the coolest of moms. Just ask anyone."

She nods. "Self-improvement and community. I've always liked individualism, but there's a lot to gain from community."

"I don't have to!" she said, laughing. "Anyone who didn't want to strangle me even after I froze them in ice 'for their own good' is a pretty cool mom in my book!"

She nodded. "I have Katara's memories about her people, and I have my own: whether we were North or South Pole, community is the most important thing in our tribe. All the people on this ship, they're just another tribe in a way."

"I was waving a trident around like some lunatic Poseidon. Why would I hold it against you?"

Eva doesn't quite believe that, but she acts as if she's agreeing anyway. She's in no tribe with voluntary controllers or Yeerks.

She laughed. "I knew it wasn't you, but I told you why I did it, after all. I didn't like the idea of you being possessed and all."

She was still not knowing as much about the Yeerks and voluntary controllers, so she figured by the look on Eva that she had her own reservations only she knew about.

"It wasn't exactly a laugh riot for me, either. Embarrassing at best." Retraumatizing at worst. "I'm glad you helped. Still sorry Marco didn't take it well, but like I said, he has his reasons."

She shrugged. "I always sort of got along with Marco, and I hated him getting so angry with me, but he wasn't there. I had to do what I knew would prevent you from doing something they would put you in jail for. I was in there, it wasn't fun, and I wouldn't have you paraded around as a criminal for something you did while possessed. You...you're as close to a mom on the ship that I have, and I wouldn't allow that."

Fine, she would just say it. She meant it, after all.

Eva doesn't really have a response to that. She just gets a big doofy, flattered grin on her face and holds Kaya even closer.

Kaya just grins back and hugs her ship mom. Yes, she thought that, no point in pretending otherwise and she knew it.

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