"I am Franklyn."

Tintin hugs them both tighter. "It is very good to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, Tintin!" Tighter hugging back.

"Let's get inside, and introduce everyone."

"Yes!" Tintin wiggles out of Franklyn's arms and lands on his feet. "I am ready!"

Inside they go! Tintin might or might not notice the slight haze when Aaron touches the doorknob. The door opens to a small hall and a larger living room, through which they can hear the sound of a videogame being played. "Adam, they go here. You have to pause. Oh, they are here." Says another boy, wearing a bow tie and button up shirt.

Adam pauses the game and looks up. "Hi."

"Hello! I'm Tintin. You are Adam and..."

"Christopher Ezra Grayward. But just 'Topher' will do." He walks closer to offer his hand to shake.

Tintin shakes Topher's hand! Then he hugs him.

Hug? Hug. "So, you are related to Franklyn."

Franklyn fly-tackle hugs them.

"I am! I had no relatives at all, and now I have so many!"

"Having this many brothers is overrated."

Topher unhugs and pulls Adam away from the couch he was sitting on. "Hug."

"Ugh. Okay." Adam joins the hug, he is taller than Tintin.

Everyone is always taller than Tintin. There are eight-year-olds taller than Tintin. This is fine. Hugs are great.

Personally, Adam finds the situation awkward, but that seems to be his life under this roof. He un-hugs after a moment.

"Where are Temple and Morgan?"

"Upstairs, Morgan challenged Temple to work out the cost of a ritual that would make you have only boys so strongly that it affected Tintin here."

"That sounds impossible, no wonder Temple fell for it."

"Will we go upstairs to meet them, then?"

"Yes, and take things to your room." They do that. Only Stephen and Franklyn going up with Tintin.

Their first stop is in a two bed bedroom. With a boy standing on a desk writing things in a large whiteboard.

He is being observed by another boy. Said boy is wearing a dark blue hoodie, not black like a depressed emo, but dark blue. They both turn towards the door. "Hey."