"Will there really be ghosts Dad? Or is it just people on the otherside?" Lark asked as they headed up the gravel path to Caliburn House
"Or maybe it's just science" Creator replied with an eye-roll as he hit his invention a frown on his usually happy face, he never did like it when his inventions played up.
"Yes using your ghost detector is totally science, you know there's a spell for that?" Lark retorted with an eye roll.
"Science is the superior practice to magic isn't it dad?" Creator looked demandingly at their father
"No, magic is superior is it not Mother?" Lark looked at his mother
"Science" Creator snapped turning and glaring at his brother
"Magic!" Lark retorted straightening to his full height- a full inch over his brother!- and staring down his nose at Creator
"Science! It's the basis for everything!" Creator huffed with insistence squaring his shoulders as he had the mass over the height
"Magic!" Lark snapped back
"SCIENCE!"
"MAGIC!"
"SCIENCE YOU MAGIC-WIELDING IMBECILE!"
"MAGIC YOU POX RIDDLED MORON!"
They gaped at each other for a moment before pouts formed on their faces, Morgana briefly hoped for peace, and worried about their development if they were still stuck on 16th century insults- but then Lark opened his mouth
"Your face is pox riddled" Lark hissed quietly lashing out and slapping his brother's arm
Creator hissed and looked truly offended, his mother said he had the looks of an angel! "yea well your nothing but a street magician with parlour tricks!"
"do you know what I admire about you dearest brother?" Lark questioned mockingly with a condescending smile " you never open your fat, whore, mouth without subtracting from the sum of human knowledge"
"Mum!"
"Dad!" they whined together Morgana and the Doctor traded looks and she arched an eyebrow as if to say 'you first'
"Boysss" The Doctor whined at a higher pitch, swinging his hand with Morgana, an amused smirk on his lips at least it hadn't gotten physical yet. He was grovelling for hours when Marcellus and Kai set fire to that Naiad Queen's forest.
"Little birds" Morgana sang gently turning her patented mum look on them and they huffed crossing their arms.
"He started it" they both accused immediately
"Sons" The Doctor huffed in amusement "both magic and science have a place to stand, just because you prefer one over the other, has no bearing on which is more important"
"But you have a preference for science don't you?" Creator asked sending a smug look at his brother
Dearest shot Morgana a panicked look but she merely smirked in amusement, unfortunately, he pulled out the puppy dog eyes and she crumbled immediately.
"Sweet Boy, do you suddenly hold a preference for your Faðir over your móðir? Say it ain't so" she sniffled dramatically
"well done, heimskr, you've upset mother" Lark kicked in the back of Creator's knees causing him to buckle and yelp, crashing into the ground.
"OW!" Creator feebly kicked out at his brother who skipped neatly out of the way, Creator surged to his feet and scurried after his mother playfully pleading for forgiveness.
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Learning to Live
FanfictionMorrigan is a complex being, she was born a thousand years ago but still lived. She and her twin were the firstborns to Mikael and Esther, after the tragic loss of her twin the remaining Mikaelson clan fled to the new world where she became an olde...
