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[alyssapillar.livejournal.com]

[ her daily routine started off as it usually did: crawling out of bed and plopping on the floor, letting out a little oof! at the impact. picking herself up, she makes her way to her bathroom in a hurry to do her business, throwing her hands up in the air when she scurries out into her room in a victory! fashion. after that she throws open her closet and drawers, rummaging around to pick out an outfit for the day.

pulls her shirt over her head, snaps her jumper on, then picks up her pajamas to set them on her bed neatly; her personal (ninja) maid would surely put it into the wash for her. fistpumps once, quickly crawling onto her bed to pet her fat kitty catbert, telling him to be good while she goes to find daddy before zipping out of the room at top-speed.

says a quick HI, BYE! to one of the maids along the way, zooming and rolling around to peer into every corner to find albert. stands up from peeking underneath a bed to tap her chin, going AH-HAH! when a thought strikes her; the study was her final destination. and when she gets there and sees her daddy she snickers, quietly crawling on the ground slowly so that he wouldn't notice her right away. peeks up over the table, beaming when she sees a plate of cheese there. shifty-eyes to albert, reaching a hand out to nab a few pieces and plop onto the ground.

& that's the pattern she'll have for a while, continuing on stealing nomming down the cheese as quietly as possible, her previous mission long forgotten in the face of a cheesy-delicious breakfast. ]

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[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Ah. Then shall we head home?

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

Yes please!

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ carefully extracts himself from the remainder of her grip to get to his feet. ]

Two tubs of ice cream, and we will go meet your mother at home.

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

[ pockets her phone as she stands, nodding and sparkling happily. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ & he wastes no time in ordering the two tubs of ice cream (no, they usually didn't deliver, but with enough persuasion, they agreed; within fifteen minutes), paying for it via credit card of course. briefly, he considers trying to operate the cellphone he carries around (at nathan's insistence) to let his princess know that they're on their way before he shakes his head. it'd be faster to simply drive home.

so he reaches out to take one of his little love's hands to tug her outside & toward the car so that they can head home to where brianna is waiting. ]