Diversified : DJ's Musebox

WHO Jacob Kane (insertdadjoke), Abel Fletcher (sociopapathic).
WHAT Nearly a month after Abel rescues his amnesiac brother from the Clockless, Jacob finally visits Abel's home. Dæmons are a thing here.
WHEN Month after this if there were dæmons.
WHERE Fletcher residence.

It was a pretty big night. All day, Jacob had been fighting his flight instinct and trying to be excited about visiting Abel at his own house. It seemed like a big event, some kind of final and solid admittance that perhaps Jacob hadn't gone completely crazy and the two of them really were related, that everything had been real. Part of him still couldn't believe it. Jacob had a brother, one who had been around for thousands of years. One who had only dared reveal himself when Jacob had been under threat of possibly-endless experimentation. That still stung pretty hard despite the fact he had no one to blame about it but himself.

"You're thinking too loud," Lilith commented. She was rested atop his head, one long foot having slid off to the side and now stood on Jacob's ear as a support. "I'm curious what a dead man uses a house for."

"Raising a daughter, I guess," Jacob murmured. "And he still sleeps, so..."

Lilith laughed. "Why not do it comfortably?"

With a shrug, Jacob said nothing more. He reached out and started to knock on the door. Was there some kind of etiquette to showing up at your long-lost brother's house? A secret knock? Whatever, if there was, Abel should have said something when he'd invited them. They would make do with whatever faux pas they committed when it happened.

WHO Lupin Anderson (insertdadjoke), Sirius Anderson (sociopapathic).
WHAT In an effort to let Abel get his own bearings after breaking off from the Reapers' control, Cain makes new identities for himself, Abel and Holly and enrolls into college with them. Hijinks.
WHEN Start of a semester. Mid-2020s.
WHERE Somewhere-Somethin' U.

It seemed they had arrived first. They didn't have any last minute business to take care of, or any parents to wish them off or insist on roadtripping it instead of flying like anyone with common sense would. They all had each other, and they all had a vague plan: survive through and graduate college. Some kind of bonding experience that would acclimate Abel to the inner workings of living people around his supposed-age. As many things were, it was Cain's idea — something to help straighten Abel's head out after the mindfuck that was breaking through the shell that the Reapers had stuffed Cain's brother inside for the better part of three millennia.

While it might not have had all that much common sense to it, there was a logical thread. Cain was just glad his brother and niece had gone for it eagerly enough, something to make sure they all stayed together even when Holly was rapidly growing up and soon to outpace her father and uncle. At least she had a better idea of how to act on her own in public; Cain wasn't too worried about how she would get by, although he made a mental note to pull her aside and nip any problems in the bud later on.

"I'm taking this room!" Cain said from the upper hall. It was small but had the air of being well-used over the years and there were no other beds that meant he would be sharing with unwanted frat brothers. He peered into the one next door and grinned over to his brother. "This one looks good for you. What do you think?"