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[retromajor.livejournal.com]

[ of course, as it turns out, the one thing that she's forgotten to mention to lyssa was the fact that she didn't really have a convenient method of transportation. all she'd asked for the location & time, thinking that would have been enough. of course it hadn't been.

... oh well.

hooking her small messenger bag-slash-purse on her shoulder, she bids her dad goodbye after reassuring him that she'll be back by ten (yes, yes, don't worry, just the mall--). & promptly feels glad that she left two hours before the time she's supposed to meet lyssa 'cause she just missed the bus & the next one won't be arriving for another half-hour. she settles down, pews & waits. long story short (after she subtracts the bus ride & all the weird things her hair is doing in the humidity), she manages to get to the mall in once piece: none of her organs are missing, her dress isn't ripped up, & no one had shoved her head down a toilet. day's pretty good so far (where's wood to knock on when she needed some?). 'cept the fact that she's probably a few minutes late, but--

... oh well.

she'll apologize to lyssa as soon as she can find him. ]

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[cityblocks.livejournal.com]

[ takes the cup & follows after her, settling himself next to alice when they're back out in the living room. raises an eyebrow. ]

Sure, why not? Red or white?

[ebonyrobin.livejournal.com]

[ stares at him for a moment. huffs out in amusement before she sits on alice's other side. sets her own things down. ]

I was joking, I wouldn't make a poor grad student pay for my booze. I'll bring it over when I feel like a long chat is in order.

[cityblocks.livejournal.com]

[ leans back into the couch with a soft sigh. ]

. . . If I buy it, can we skip the long chat?

[ebonyrobin.livejournal.com]

Nonsense. It's my duty as the older sister to make sure that we spend some quality alone time together.

[cityblocks.livejournal.com]

[ sips at the orange juice & leans over to put it on the coffee table. ]

What, and leave out doodlebug?

[ebonyrobin.livejournal.com]

She can join in when she's older.

[butterflydoodle.livejournal.com]

[ she heard that wrong, which is why she turns her head to robin and says: ]

I am five years old!

[ebonyrobin.livejournal.com]

[ strokes her hair a little, pushing some strands behind her ear. ]

And what number comes before five?

[butterflydoodle.livejournal.com]

[ puts down her fork to count on her fingers... puts up four of them. ]

Four.

[ebonyrobin.livejournal.com]

Very good. [ continues to play with her hair when she goes back to her cake, attention back on nick. ] Maybe she can join in when she can count to twenty.

[cityblocks.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head fondly. ]

She's a smart kid, so. . . in another month or so?

1/2

[ebonyrobin.livejournal.com]

[ lifts her other hand to pat nick's head, speaking as if she's talking to a two year old. ]

Very good.

[ebonyrobin.livejournal.com]

[ that reminds her of something, so she turns her gaze back to alice when she's almost done with her cheesecake. ]

You have something to give to your uncle, don't you?

[butterflydoodle.livejournal.com]

[ licks at her fingers a little after scrubbing off the crumbs on her cheeks and mouth... then nods furiously, reaching over to grab the purple construction paper with a crayon scribble on it. shows it off to nick. ]

I drew you a butterfly!

[cityblocks.livejournal.com]

[ bats robin's hand away, attention swerving back to alice. after putting the plate with half his slice left over next to his cup of juice, he takes the drawing & lets himself smile widely again. ]

Thanks, doodlebug. [ makes a point of inspecting it thoroughly, looking up after a solid ten seconds have passed. ] Did you improve?

[butterflydoodle.livejournal.com]

[ nods and wiggles and tries to climb into nick's lap while talking. ]

I spent five minutes on it. That's more than four or three or two or one...

[cityblocks.livejournal.com]

[ lifts his hands to accommodate her wiggling, only letting them back down when she seems to settle. ]

Hmm. Are you sure it only took you five minutes?

[butterflydoodle.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh! [ sways her feet a little to and fro. ] I want to be just like you so I gotta be quick.

[cityblocks.livejournal.com]

Nah, you're too good to be just like me. [ transfers the piece of 'art' over to one hand gently so that he could use the other to give her head a fond pat. ]

Anyway, I think this one's going into the album too. You want to go get it? [ glances briefly at robin. ] Or ask mommy to get it?

[butterflydoodle.livejournal.com]

Mommy. I want to stay here. [ looks over at robin with her big doe eyes. ] Please?

[ebonyrobin.livejournal.com]

[ rolls her eyes, lips quirking into a smile. ]

Oh, who could say no to a face like that? [ stands, taking a glance at nick. ] Same place as always?

[cityblocks.livejournal.com]

[ looks rather pleased with himself. ]

Yep. The most recent one is the one farthest on the right.

[ebonyrobin.livejournal.com]

[ shakes her head at them fondly, moving to go retrieve the album. a minute later she's back and taking a seat on the edge of the couch again, handing over the aforementioned item to nick. ]

[cityblocks.livejournal.com]

[ taking it, he lays it across alice's lap & opens it. ]

You want to pick the spot this one goes into?

[butterflydoodle.livejournal.com]

[ nod nod nod. uses both of her hands to turn the pages. ]

I will pick the best spot ever. [ turns another page. ] The best...

[ & then she stops on a place in the middle of the album, confidently pointing at the page. ]