* A Test... *

"Both of you were given the fishing grounds by your father at various times, so since he could not decide which of you shall have it; for now, Neither of you will. The Fishing Grounds will revert to your mother's ownership, and she will have each of you fish it by turns. Whichever of you fish it responsibly, enough to feed those that rely on you without catching so many that there is not enough left to breed, will be given the ownership of the area upon your mother's ****. It is my Will, I have spoken!" You declare and the brothers look at each other with a glare such that you almost swear you can see bolts of lightning arcing between them.

The next case is something you wish weren't on your docket today of all days... This is one of those love; not triangles, but molecules!

Three women, Mecatl, Papan, and Izel: are petitioning for divorce from their mutual husband, Necalli: who has apparently been cheating on them with a fourth woman, Moyolehuani. He, meanwhile, is petitioning for divorce from one of them (Mecatl) who has apparently responded to his cheating by cheating herself with yet another man, Milintica; who is the brother of the woman their husband cheated with. Meanwhile, the other two who want a divorce, (Papan and Izel,) have found solace in each other's arms and want custody of their children transferred from their erstwhile husband to themselves and to be recognized as a marital unit independent of their mutual husband: which Necalli is contesting. On top of all that Moyolehuani and Mecatl are asking to be married to their respective lovers that they cheated with. As if this wasn't complicated enough still two more men claim that they are involved in all this: one as the woman the first man cheated with's Betrothed, Cuetlachtli, who is demanding the return of his family's Bride Price and the dissolution of the betrothal: and the fourth, Matlalhuitl, with the claim that he is Necalli's owner/BDSM dom gay lover. Just to put the piss-yellow frosting on the giant shit-cake these people have dropped in your lap, Mecatl is currently four months pregnant, and she doesn't know who the father is...

The facts of the case aren't much in dispute, it's harder to keep secrets in a town of scarce 1000 people than people who haven't lived in such places might first imagine, but what you DO about all this: Oyi; there's a headache!

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