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[ packs the essential water bottles & sandwiches in his backpack before he's off, putt putt putting to the fair's designated parking spot. doesn't immediately head for the meeting spot, however, strolling on over the bathroom first to do his business. before he leaves, he takes a moment to poke at some of the misbehaving strands on his head in a slightly disgruntled manner. attempts smoothing the strands down twice, then shakes his head, accepting the catastrophe that had been yesterday's sudden rain shower.

making his way back into the outside world, he ignores the trail of waddling seagulls behind him & begins to lazily walk toward the ticket booth to wait for alyssa & tony. ]

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[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

Whoaaa. . . [ latches onto a hand with a look of awe. ]

And, and? Did he punish you?

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

[ shrugs but looks down at elias with a smile. ]

Most of the time he'd just yell at me. Other times he'd put me in a headlock and wouldn't let go until my hair stood on end.

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

[ giggles & tries to fluff up his hair to imitate his words. ]

That sounds like fun!

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

[ tries to look up and see her handiwork, just rolling his eyes instead at her words. ]

Oh yeah, lots of fun. I used to be really short too, so he'd call me "midget" and make all sorts of jabs. [ pauses. ] He hasn't changed much, now that I think about it. Still acts like he's seventeen.

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

We agree. [ tugs at him again to grab his attention. ]

You should talk to him, uncle. Tell him to be more mature and love us more. . . like you do.

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

[ blinks and turns all of his attention on elias, ignoring their destination for the moment in favor of a more important matter. ]

Do you really feel that way?

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

Not always! But sometimes, we wonder. . .

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

[ rolls his eyes up to the sky in thought. ]

I don't think you guys have anything to worry about. He's just kinda dumb, unlike you two. You got the good genes.

1/3

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

[ both puffs out their chests on cue. ]

. . . Hey, Elly. Dad always says the same thing at times like this right?

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

I think so! So then on three. . .

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

[ two, one: ]

FUCK YEAH!

1/4

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

... !?

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

...

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

. . .

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

[ once he realizes what he has to do later on he clears his throat, knowing it's not his place to scold them. ]

That's what he says alright.

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

Yay~! So we did good? Did we do good, uncle?

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

I think you should ask your mother that question instead.

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't that be tattling. . . ?

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

Tattling? No, never.

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

You promise? Tattling is bad.

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

It is bad. [ glances at them both as he shuffles over to stand in the back of the line at the smoothie stand. ] But you know what's even worse? Bad words. It's something that only grumpy adults use. You two aren't grumpy adults, are you?

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

Nuh-uh! We're going to be forever young!

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

Of course you are! That's why you shouldn't use dirty words that old people use, right?

[prideofbrats.livejournal.com]

[ tugs at his hair when it's their turn to order their smoothies. ]

Aww. . . okay. That's more of daddy's word, anyway.

[prideofchange.livejournal.com]

Exactly! You're so smart.

[ with some miracle he gets his wallet out without dropping eileen, glancing over at the prices and the list of flavors. ]

What kind do you guys want?