WLTGO one shots

Family Matters pt2

Vesper woke up, the sky still dark, the moon still in the sky. Her head was THROBBING. She picked up her phone.
3:23
Fuck.

Vesper gets out of bed, puts a hoodie on, and heads downstairs. Again, being twenty five, it felt weird being back at Home Farm. The place she'd lived in her whole life, and now she didn't.
Vesper walked down the stairs, walking to the kitchen door, expecting no one to be there.
The light was shining from under the door.

Vesper opens the kitchen door.
"Dad?" She says, her head hurting more as the light shon in her eyes.
Elliot, her dad, was sitting on the counter (hypocrite), reading through a pile of paper.
Bills presumably.

He looks up. Shit he looked tired.
"Ves?" He says. "Why are you up?"
"Why are you up?" She retorts.
Elliot rolls his eyes.
"Don't avoid my question." He says. "Why are you up?"
"Headache." Vesper says, opening a cabinet to get a glass, glancing at the paper on the counter.
Dear Mr Hooper, you're payment for your light bill has been dou-
Was all she could make out.
She fills up her glass.
"Whatcha you doing?" She chirps.
"Bills." Elliot groans. "More paper each month, ugh. Also can you check on Aster, his bedroom light has been on all night."

Vesper opens the kitchen door.
"Okay fine." She shuts the door and heads upstairs. She knocks on Asters door.

"Aster?" She whispers loudly.
No answer.
She pushed open the door.
She tried not the laugh at the sight.
His laptop was open, sat at his desk, his glasses halfway down his face, head on his hand, fast asleep.
Idiot. He was probably pulling another essay all-nighter.
Vesper looks at his laptop.

...his journey around the duat with the sun each day and night. Passing through each gate and fighyganbdkd.

"Pfft. Idiot." She says to her self, closing his laptop and pulling his glasses of his face.
She nudges his shoulder.
"Aster." She says louder.
She pushes his shoulder.
Aster groans.

Good. He's awake. Now the fucker has to get into bed.
"Aster" Vesper says, allmost pushing him off his chair. His eyes open.

"What?" He groans.
"Get into bed you prick." Vesper says.
Aster looks at his desk.
"Well fuck." He yawns.
Vesper laughs as Aster stands up, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

"What were you doing anyway?" Vesper asks, dropping onto his bed.
"An essay about Ra." Aster yawns, opening his wardrobe.
"Cool. What does he do?"
Aster pulls a tshirt out his wardrobe and throws it on his bed.
"Uh... He spends his days and night bringing the sun around the um.. Egyptian underworld." He stumbles, half awake.
"The duat. We were in it dumbass." Vesper says.
"Yeah that." After pulls some most clothes out his  wardrobe.
Vesper picks up a book off his bedside table.
It was orange and tattered. The front cover was so destroyed you couldn't even see the same. She opens it and reads the first page.
"What's this about?"
"Gods..." Aster yawns.
"And?"
"Some kid frees a daemon."
"What like my dad does?"
"I guess..." Aster says yawning again.
"Cool." Vesper drops the book down on his table. "You do know it's..." Vesper takes her phone out of her pocket. "... three thirty four right?"
"What...?" Aster says, probably about the fall asleep again. "Oh shit."

Aster changes into clothes that arnt day clothes and collapses onto his bed.
"Fucking hell." He says, putting his hand on his face, picking up his glasses off his bedside table and putting them on.
"I should never have pulled an all nighter."

"You don't seem like the type to do that A-star." Vesper says, impressed. "Why tonight?"
"It's due on Friday."
"So?"
"It's Wednesday"
"Oh shit." Vesper says. "How many words do you have to write?"
"Five hundred thousand." Aster groans, sitting up. "It's like they want to kill me." Aster yawns.

"Yikes." Vesper says. "You think you can do it in time?"
"Probably..." Aster says, his eyes half closed as he yawns. "I don't have the energy to finish it."

A thought springs into her mind. Dads bills.
"Have you... noticed anything wrong with my dad recently?" She asks.
"Like what?" Aster sits up.
"Just in general, like money, life, mental? Anything up?"
Aster thinks for minute.
"I mean yeah..." He says. "He doesn't mention it to anyone though I think."
Vesper rolls her eyes.
"Of course he doesn't." Vesper sighs. "We'll go to sleep before my dad comes up and yells at you."
"Uh huh." Aster yawns and Vesper heads for the door, turning off the lighting and leaving the door open.
"Shut the door!" Aster yells.
"Too late already in my room!" Vesper yells back.
"Fuck you!"
"Go to sleep!" Elliot yells from downstairs as Vesper shuts her door.
She collapses onto her bed with a sigh, putting her hand on her forehead. Why was she getting such a bad headache?
She turns her head to her bed side table.
Two photos.
One being Her, Aster, Auntie V, and Dad.
And the other, she hid it when her dad came in her room (he hated the mention of her), but it was just nice to have a photo of her with her. Even if she never saw her again.

Morgan Le Fey. Her mother. It was the one photo she'd actually got her to be in.
Vesper, twelve years old, in Camelot, was the last time she saw her mother. She never found out what happened to her.

There was a knock on her door and she instinctively flipped the photo face down and sat up.
Aster opens the door.
"You left your glass in my room." He holds out a glass of water.
"Oh thanks." Vesper stands up and grabs it, seeing her dad walk behind Aster to his room.
"You sure he's okay?" She whispers to Aster.
"You can ask him?" Aster whispers back.
"Hell no!" She whispers.
Aster roles his eyes.
"You never change." He says before walking back to his room.
Vesper shuts her door and takes a sip of her water.
Well her dad certainly wasn't in debt. Vesper had given him about half of her pay last month.
She sighs and sits on her bed.
There seemed to always be a mystery to her Dad. Elliot Hooper always was.