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Post by Fitz on Jun 2, 2007 20:12:33 GMT -5
Fitz stopped the dog infront of a very large and fancy apartment. He hopped off and scratched its chin. "Good boy," he said before helping his sister off and crawling off the front steps. Smiling, he knocked on the door.
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Post by Lucien on Jun 2, 2007 20:19:36 GMT -5
((Lol I love how he can knock on the door at like a week old.))
Annette sat in front of the door, next to her brother, waiting for their father to open the door.
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John got up groggily, wondering who the hell could be coming to his house at this hour. He made his way to the door, tripping over things in the dark and cursing. He opened the front door, prepared to yell insults at whoever he found, but he was rendered speechless at the sight of the twins and a dog on his doorstep, he watched, incredulous, as the dog ran off down the street.
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Post by Fitz on Jun 2, 2007 21:40:43 GMT -5
Fitz laughed and clapped his hands, grinning adorably up at his father.
"Hi, Papa!" he said, though to John it sounded more like gibberish.
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Post by Lucien on Jun 2, 2007 22:43:16 GMT -5
John took a look at the babies on his steps, blankly. What... How the hell did they get here?
He sighed and picked up the the twins, smiling at Annette.
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Jun 2, 2007 22:46:23 GMT -5
**YAY FOR BALD MICHAEL CERVERIS CHARACTERS!!! (Yeah, guess who?)**
Fitz giggled some more, putting a hand on his father's cheek and smiling.
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Post by Lucien on Jun 2, 2007 22:56:49 GMT -5
John turned his head and looked, annoyed at Fitz, and took the twins over to the couch. He put them down, trying to figure out what to do with them.
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Jun 2, 2007 22:59:30 GMT -5
**JUST PICTURE THIS CHARACTER MODEL, ONLY TINY AND WITH A LITTLE MORE HAIR**
((Oh, so the little girl's fine but Fitz being affectionate is wrong?))
Fitz looked into his father's eyes with his own matching pair. He hiccupped and then laughed at himself.
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Post by John Wilkes Booth on Jun 3, 2007 21:12:55 GMT -5
Despite the late hour, John couldn't help but smile at his son.
"I don't know how you little demons got here," he said jovially, "But you're lucky you're cute."
He carried the two of them over to his bed and put them down.
"Go to sleep, or I'll be forced to do something I'll regret."
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Post by Fitz on Jun 3, 2007 21:14:24 GMT -5
((Awww! Gosh, let him babysit my kids as long as they keep the news/History Channel off!))
Fitz smiled at his father before shutting his eyes and gratefully drifting off to sleep.
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Post by John Wilkes Booth on Jun 3, 2007 21:30:46 GMT -5
Annette wailed loudly for a minute before giving up and closing her eyes.
They are rather sweet... Maybe Hallie was right. I can't just abandon them. Their mother isnt' capable of taking care of herself, much less two infants.
John sighed. First children, then all these odd feelings he had gotten since Hallie left. He missed her. Why?
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Post by Fitz on Jun 3, 2007 21:31:45 GMT -5
((*tosses hair* Cuz I'm hot.))
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