Lessons

By: DekotaSkye

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters, the Jim Henson Company does, and.whoever else. Just using them for a moment. Rated: G-shippy

Aeryanna was sitting in the center chamber practicing her writing. She had her head cock to one side, with the tip of her tongue stuck out concentrating on each swirl and line. Ian bound into the room, gravitating to her.

"What you doing?"

"Writing."

"What you writing?"

"A letter."

"To who?"

"Granddaddy."

"Grandpapa Jack?"

"Yeah."

"That's stupid. He lives on earth. You can't mail it."

"It's not stupid, Moron. Daddy said it's very important to have good penmanship?"

"How are you going to get it to him, Beetlehead?"

"Daddy said we're going there very soon."

"Still stupid. You're be there to talk to him, so why would he'll need a letter?"

Aeryanna looked at her annoying brother with a calm stare. "So that he'll have something from me to read when we are gone. Now why don't you go and eject yourself out of an airlock."

"I going to tell Daddy what you just said, Numskull."

"I don't care. Mommy and Chiana said to just ignore the males when they try to use their brains below the beltline."

Ian jumped on the bench next to her, his face red with anger.

"You take that back!"

"I don't think so."

"Women are the cause of all man's problems!"

Aeryanna looked at her brother again, her eyes starting to sparkle with anger.

"Where did you hear that lie from?"

"Daddy and D'Argo. I'm going to tell them that you call them a liar."

"I didn't!"

"Did too!"

"You are such a baby."

"I'm not. Sissy is."

"You act like a baby, Chucklehead."

"I don't."

"You do."

"You act like a drenit."

Aeryanna stood up on the other bench clutching her notebook.

"You take that back!"

"I don't have too!"

"You take that back!"

"Drenit! Drenit!"

"You, Asinine!"

"Drenit!"

Aeryanna swung her notebook at him. Dancing back Ian laughed.

"Drenit!"

"Asinine!"

"You can't even hit a Command Carrier, you Drenit."

"I'll show you, you Asinine Moron."

Dancing farther back on the bench Ian laughed at her. Faking a move to the right, Aeryanna moved sharply to the left and caught Ian on the side of the head. Over estimating her swing both children fell over the edge with a cry.

A few microts later in the infirmary. Aeryn asked, as Chiana help put the last bandage on Ian's forehead.

"Now which one of you wants to tell me what you were fighting about this time?"

Aeryanna looked down at her torn notebook picking at the bandage on her hand. "He said women are the cause of all men's troubles."

Aeryn just stared at her daughter with a blank look. She turned her eyes to Ian, who was looking up at the ceiling.

"She said males should be ignored when they try to use their brains," he murmured.

Chiana moved away finding something to do across the room. Aeryn looked between the children.

"You both are to go to your room. You are not to come out until I tell you so. Afterwards you will apologize to each other."

"But, Mommy." Aeryanna and Ian started to whine.

"No, but Mommy. You will go to your room without saying another word until I come and get you."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Yes, Ma'am."

They dragged their feet as they headed out the door. Chiana looked back at Aeryn.

"What are you going to do to the. boys.about that statement?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing." Aeryn said softly as she walked out the room. "Not yet anyway."

A slow smile came over Chiana's face.

Finis