la cucaracha! la cucaracha! [closed]

[subourbon]

WHO: Clone Club + "friends"
WHERE: Mexico!
WHEN: Feb 17 onwards
WHAT: Clone Club's first family vacation across the border! They're probably all going to fight over the bathroom, tbh
WARNINGS: N/A

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[doubleblind]

[Cosima can't help but laugh, elbowing Alison lightly.]

I was wondering when you were gonna remember.

[subourbon]

One day we have it, the next we don't! I'm still not that used to it, and it tires me out.

[But she goes about folding the clothes into neat stacks and stands back, imagining them being freshly laundered. It takes a bit longer than usual, but after a few moments the clothes feel slightly warm - like they've run through a dryer cycle - and smell vaguely of lavender.]

[doubleblind]

[Cosima inspects the pile with a nod of approval, grabbing a clean and warm sweater (is it even hers?) from the middle of the pile. She shrugs it on before heading for the couch.]

Nice work. Which means you're free to vacation plan with me.

[subourbon]

Like I said, this isn't a vacation.

[But she goes and sits down at the table like a civilised person.]

[doubleblind]

[Cosima takes that as an invitation to relocate her map and traveling pamphlets over to the table. She takes the seat next to Alison, dropping a pile of books right in front of her with a loud thump.]

Says you. I think it could be. You know, it's not like we're prisoners here.

[Cosima keeps her tone casual, but her smile drops slightly. It's something she keeps telling herself, over and over again, she's not in prison this time. She has her freedom. Mostly. If she focuses on treating their escape to Mexico as a vacation, she can almost pretend it wasn't necessary.]

[subourbon]

Well, I already said I'm willing to go to a marketplace with you, but that's it. I don't want to get caught in any tourist traps. Besides, isn't Mexico supposed to be one of the places that isn't safe to travel to anymore?

[She's pretty sure she'd heard about it on the news multiple times. It's why the Richardsons had decided to go to Cuba for their summer vacation instead.]

[doubleblind]

A marketplace and lunch? There's a couple awesome restaurants nearby apparently.

[subourbon]

I don't know, Cosima. What about "Montezuma's revenge"?

[With there only being one toilet in this apartment, the last thing they need is someone to be occupying it for hours on end.]

[doubleblind]

[Cosima can't stop herself from rolling her eyes. Of course, that's something Alison would be worried about.]

It'll be fine. Come on. Live a little.

[subourbon]

Not all of us have a power that lets us "regenerate cells", you know.

[And Alison knows that if she ends up developing gastroenteritis, she's just going to be even more miserable about everything.]

[doubleblind]

Uh, did I forget to tell you that I can use my powers to regenerate other people's cells too?

[subourbon]

Have you actually tried it on anyone yet?

[doubleblind]

Not yet.

[It's not something Cosima wants to lie about even if it would make convincing Alison to join her in Mexico adventures a lot easier.]

[subourbon]

No offense, Cosima, but I have no interest in being your lab rat in the event of food poisoning.

[doubleblind]

Fine. No lunch.

[Cosima drops the topic for now, but Alison has another lunch conversation to look forward to later on in the day. Cosima's pretty sure they'll both get hungry on their outing and how could Alison say no to awesome food then?]

[subourbon]

[Because she's Alison Hendrix, that's how.]

Well, I just need to get a purse with a zipper on it, and we can head out.

[doubleblind]

I'll meet you right outside.

[Cosima's pretty sure she does not want to witness Alison's paranoid preparation for their adventure in the city. She'll wait outside to keep her own sanity.]

[subourbon]

[Fifteen minutes later, Alison strolls out front looking askance at everyone who walks by. She clutches at her purse and mutters under her breath like a crazy person.]

Okay, well, I'm set!

[doubleblind]

Thank god.

[Cosima looks more than a little exasperated when Alison finally makes her way outside.]

I mean, me too. Let's go.

[subourbon]

Do you know where we're going?

[Because Alison has serious concerns about Cosima's map-reading skills.]

[doubleblind]

Yeah.

[Cosima pauses to unfurl her map, which is dotted with a dozens of locations marked. There seem to be vague travel routes traced on it, but some of them don't seem to follow roads.]

Ish.

[subourbon]

Oh for Pete's sake, give me that!

[Sometimes Alison is mystified at how her clone has managed to survive to adulthood, genius or no. Taking out her own pen from her purse, she makes quick corrections to their routes and then even goes to confirm with the bellboy that it should get them where they want to go.]

[doubleblind]

[Cosima willingly gives up the map. She'll let Alison play navigator as long as Cosima still gets to choose their stops. She interrupts Alison's conversation with the bellboy.]

So, if we wanted to make a couple museum stops, what would you suggest?

[subourbon]

What do you mean "a couple"?

[Alison is decidedly not interested in a whole afternoon of museums, thank you very much.]

[doubleblind]

It's good to have options, right?

[Cosima fixes Alison with her cutest puppy dog eye look. This will totally work, right?]