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Post by *Gem* on Jul 3, 2009 14:22:38 GMT -5
Kip was finishing up in the kitchen. Tonight they were having a family meal, her, her husband, her eldest son and daughter and the little girl she considered very much a daughter. Of late they had offered Flic the Christos name and the little girl had taken it. It was a desplay of disobedience against Kyran and he was not happy about it in the slightest. She'd done lamb rack and naturally there was cake for dessert. Part of her worried slightly they might not get that far, though she knew Gwen would eat the cake, be it today, tomorrow or for the next few nights.
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Post by Bails on Jul 3, 2009 14:33:01 GMT -5
Gwyn was sitting on the counter being a nuisance. And pouting. Only a grown man that was the devil could manage to look respectable and pout. It was a classic Christos trait. Flic was upstairs making a picture for Mags and Kip had forbidden him to stay at work much longer.
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Post by *Gem* on Jul 3, 2009 14:34:50 GMT -5
She kissed his pout. "Stop it." She told him, laughing at how he was behaving like a child. "Whats the matter with you?"
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Post by Bails on Jul 3, 2009 14:37:54 GMT -5
"I can pout if I want." He stole a finger full of icing from the top of the cake.
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Post by *Gem* on Jul 3, 2009 14:38:59 GMT -5
And she smacked the back of his hand, getting a little cupcake from the fridge. "Here." She smirked, kissing him again. "If you promise not to pout you can the one I made you,for while you waited."
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Post by Bails on Jul 3, 2009 14:44:12 GMT -5
"I just have a feeling tonight is going to badly."
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Post by *Gem* on Jul 3, 2009 14:47:01 GMT -5
"They're our kids, they don't do anything by half remember? Even get angry."She kissed him again and stole a little of the icing on his cupcake. "Gwyn everything will be fine." She promised.
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Post by Bails on Jul 3, 2009 14:49:45 GMT -5
He listened to Flic belting out a song about coloring. "We should stop letting her hang out with Tex."
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