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Post by Ben Montena on Jan 5, 2011 18:04:13 GMT -5
"This is bullshit!" Ben lost his temper with the nappy. Looking down at the nudey wiggling pink blob that was his daughter. "You can stop blody smiling too-" Then he paused, she was smiling. His daughter, his cub was smiling. Ben for a moment smiled back then he managed to get back his rough edged seriousness. "It's not going to get you any favours." He scooped her up off the changing mat holding her out at arms length and not comfortable with her at all. Then he lay her on her play mat, and looked down at her with his hands on his hips, leaning over her an his knees. "Fine. No nappy. Nappy's are goldie-lock's idea of torturing me, and it's not happening. You can lay there and be naked." Ben wasn't on his own, of course, while Goldwyn was out getting tonights tea, he and Parker had been left in charge. Of course Parker was a million times better than Ben with the baby. "You know, I'm going to make you wear a bin bag, then Goldie-locks won't leave you on your own with me will she?" He grinned, and tickled her stomach. "Alight cutey, now, you know the drill, start your whimpey cry and Parker will come and I can drink beer." And he sat on the sofa, getting a bottle and watching her wiggling and playing.
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Post by Parker Ross on Jan 6, 2011 18:04:04 GMT -5
Standing in the doorway, Parker chuckled. "You know, that's not always going to work." He told his Dad, watching him fuss over Charlotte. Setting his textbooks down, he grabbed the nappy and his sister setting them on the change pad. Kneeling, he quickly suited her up in the diaper. "You're luckly Samantha's taught me to do this, aren't you, Lotty?" Scooping her up, he held her on one arm as the siblings plopped back on the couch. Grabbing Ben's beer, Parker took a sip. Why? Because he wasn't as likely to tackle him with the baby in his arms.
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Post by Ben Montena on Jan 6, 2011 19:20:22 GMT -5
"Watch it work." He muttered, moving as Parker slopped down. He cuffed him on the head; what? he didnt have a baby on his head after all. But he let the boy have the beer, grumbling. "Watch your mouth before I burn your bloody books." He glanced at the pile on the side, and shook his head. "What are you doing now? Yours and Samantha's homework as well as applying for the swot of the year award?"
"Jesus boy, you should spend more time trying to snog the girl, no one actually studies in study nights." He rolled his eyes, muttered something about gay, and went to get another beer- this one for himself this time seen as Parker had highjacked his.
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Post by Bails on Jan 7, 2011 10:25:11 GMT -5
Parker laughed at his Dad's antics as Ben grumbled mumbled and the like. "I'm not doing Samantha's homework. Half of those books are from school in Gaia. The others are from Miriel and a few are from the barracks. I have to do a paper on warfare for part of my cadet training." He ran his fingers through his hair. "Not to mention Brad, your best buddy, would kill me if I tried anything with his daughter. You know that, right? And, if I'm dead, who will help you with Lottie?"
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Post by Ben Montena on Jan 7, 2011 11:39:06 GMT -5
Ben looked at him like he was crazy "And your ACTUALLY doing it? Pah, books won't get you anywhere boy."
"Oh he needs to get over it, he was chasing girls when he was sixteen."
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Post by Parker Ross on Jan 7, 2011 12:04:09 GMT -5
"And I'm sure you'll say the exact same thing when Lottie's that old- 'Oh heya, lad, you're here to take out my daughter? Just make sure you say please before you get into her knickers." Parker rolled his eyes, seeing where Brad was coming from but a part of him just wished he could defy his orders.
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Post by Ben Montena on Jan 7, 2011 12:15:54 GMT -5
Ben's retort followed as; "So you're thinking about Samantha's knickers?"
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Post by Parker Ross on Jan 7, 2011 12:20:22 GMT -5
"I didn't say I was completely puritanical-" He told Ben, motioning with his beer.
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