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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ continues her trek towards one of the less crowded areas of the school, holding two bags full of (homemade) food close to her chest. when she spots her company for the afternoon she shifts the excess weight to free her hands; comes up behind anthony, reaching up to put her palms over his eyes as she happily exclaims: ]

Guess who~!

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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Yes! I don't take my pottery work home with me, but I'm sure he could do it if he were with me in class.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ tries to imagine... ]

Ten million hits on youtube for that video.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ sparkles a little. ]

Of course. My daddy is perfect.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ chooses not to comment on that specifically, merely nodding. ]

He's beyond normal.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

I'll be sure to tell him that you said that.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ freezes. ]

NO. It's. . . okay. I'm sure he knows. . .

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks up at him curiously. ]

Why not?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

He already knows he's abn-- absolutely fantastic. Yeah.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Hmm... that's true, I suppose...

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ unlocks the door & holds it open for her. ]

I'm a good darling, honey.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ lifts up to nuzzle noses with him first, patting his cheek. ]

Mmm you are.

[ & then goes right on in. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ seems to puff up a little bit at the praise & attentions, strolling in after her. peels off his shoes & looks around, expression a tad confused. ]

Dad? [ pauses. ] Dad! [ one more pause, then glances at alyssa. ] . . . Doing late grocery shopping.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ holds onto her own shoes and looks around as anthony calls out for his dad, turning back to him only when he speaks to her. ]

Is he getting us ice cream~?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head, wandering around a little to check the status of the kitchen before he returns to where she's standing. ]

If he remembers. I left him a list this morning.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Really? Oh well~ [ begins her trek inside, heading towards anthony's room. ] Guess I could do without some ice cream for a change.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ trails after. ]

There's Dora Popsicles left over.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ flips on the light to his bedroom, setting her bag down neatly to the side. ]

I think I'll wait until after dinner to have one.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

I haven't tried this dish, so I can't vouch.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

I'll eat it anyway.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head. ]

No pressure.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ scoots a bit closer, wrapping her arms around one of his. ]

It would be rude not to, darling.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ bumps his head against hers gently. ]

It'd be ruder of us to send you back with a stomachache.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ pats her stomach with a hand. ]

I can take it!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ tilts a bit, then nods in grudging acknowledgment. ]

Family with stomachs of steel. Minus one smelly.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ scrunches her nose. ]

Less smelly, more bath times.