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 Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 12:36 am
The house wasn't nearly as impressive as you would think it to be, but it was still quite an impressive sight. Like...a mini mansion, instead of WOAMG mansion.
Wilbur had unloaded Reese and his wheelchair from the limo, then escorted both children into the house. Reese was so happy to see Zyan, he almost bounced in his chair the entire time.
"Wanna thee mah room?" Of course it was going to be the first thing he wanted to show her...it was his room!
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 10:33 am
Zyan had never been in a house this big, she couldn't help but stare when they approached, though her smug smile came back quickly cause she had managed to escape the wrath of her mother for the evening. Hopefully it would prove to be overnight but she would make sure it turned out that way.
She had a sneaky suspicsion that Wilbur was the cause behind her mothers sudden change of attitude towards the whole thing. And she could hlp but cast a glare to the man as they entered the home.
Blinking she wasn't sure what she had been expecting on the inside but it looked like your typical house...jsut bigger! When addressed by the young child she turned to him offered one of her cute smiles and nodded her head.
"Of course i would like to see your room." She stated nicely, though she would of wanted a full tour of the household...maybe she could arrange for that latter. a game of hide and seek never hurt right?
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 9:15 pm
"Yay!" Reese cheered, both fists in the air...before glancing up at the butler. "Willburr...upthtairth pleathe?" he asked, reaching out for a pick-me-up.
"Of course, Young Sir," Wilbur said with a gentle smile, hefting the child onto his hip. "Soon you're going to be too big for this, you know," the older man said with a chuckle.
"I know," Reese grinned, curling his tail around Wilbur's wrist as he was held. "But the lift will be here thoon. Poppa thaid." And Reese gave a sagely nod, mimicking his father before glancing down at Zyanya.
"Come on, Thee!" Reese called. Wilbur had already starting carrying him up the wide flight of stairs to the second floor. "I thow you!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 10:24 pm
Zyanya couldn't help but envy the kid, even if it was only for a split second. She had never been held that way, due to her extra legs, wings and arm barbs.... but it wasn't exactly like she wanted Wilbur to that that for her anyway.
So she followed up the stiars wondering if dear ol wilbur was going to stay with them all evening....it wasn't like she was a kid anymore. She was eleven years old. She was sure she could handle this lil cutie.
"your dad must love you alot.." she commented thinking about the lift that Reese had just spoken about.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 10:49 pm
"Poppa loveth me lotth," Reese giggled over Wilbur's shoulder. Not bragging; Reese didn't understand what bragging was just yet. To him, it was simply, well, fact. "He got me my wheelchairth and he taketh care of me. Like Wilbur...Wilbur loveth me too!"
Once they reached the op of the stairs there was another wheelchair waiting, which Wilbur carefully lowered Reese into. With a hug around the butler's neck, his smile never wavering as Zyan followed them to the top.
"Can we have thnackth, Baka Willburr?" He asked with a little wiggle of his body. "Thrimp cheethe and crackerth?" Wilbur almost visably cringed...almost...at hearing the word that Z had taught him. But he managed a smile, if a shakey one, before nodding his head.
"Just a few, Young Sir," and then...he turned to Zyan. She would probably be able to see how visibly he strained to not right out glare. I must remain a good host. For Reese's sake...I will be a good butler. "Shrimp cheese is a cheese spread with shrimp and crab in it," he explained. "Would young Miss prefer something else?" For Reese's sake...yes, that was making it much easier for him to not treat Zyanya with an absolute coldness.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 11:01 pm
Whatever it was it sounded...odd, but Zyanya smiled acting as if nothing was wrong thought the tenses in the air could be cut with a knife. "Just a glass of water as well would be great." she said in her polite tone. She offered the butler a fleeting smile that was quickly turned to Reese.
"So Reese show me your room and then perhaps we can play a game." Zyan suggested and inwardly smiled at Reese's abundant use of the word she had taught him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 11:20 pm
With a polite nod...Wilbur was finally gone, returning downstairs. A blessing, I'm sure, to both the man and little girl.
"Come on!" Reese exclaimed, rolling himself down the hall and nudging open a door with the footrest of his chair.
Lots of blue and green tones, giving the idea of being under the water without SCREAMING it. There were a few sticker fish on the walls, but nothing else really to give a "definite theme" to the room. Like the rest of the house, it was big...but the more practical side of this was that it allowed Reese to move freely without running into things with his wheelchair.
And, noticably, everything was set at wheelchair height. All the furniture was lower to the ground, save for a rocking chair which was adult sized. The bed almost looked like a crib, but with short walls of bars around three of the four sides. EDIT: In one corner, looking rather out of place but well snuggled, was a gaint, blue and orange bear, like one you'd win at a carnival. There was another wall, but this one was like a gate with hinges and a latch. Currently, it was hanging down near the floor.
Instead of toys being on the floor they were set in bins which Reese could easily reach into, and lots of shelves with age-appropiate board games for Reese to play. There was a table, also...and this is where the typical childlike clutter was contained. There were Legos (Reese's favorite toy besides markers) all over the place, the stray action figures, and several pieces of paper with scribbles and drawings.
"What game?" Reese asked as he turned himself around in the wheelchair to face Zyan. He looked eager, with something like admiration thrown in for good measure. He really liked Z...being so small, it never crossed his mind that she was going to get him into trouble one of these days.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2007 11:00 pm
Hmmmmm what kind of game? She wasn't sure, but she had an idea to start with anyway. Though as she looked around the room she found it very water like...it was enough to make her shiver...she did have a strong adversion to water of course.
"Well how about we play super hero and monster?" she said moving over towards the lego, and idly picking a red block up.
"We can make houses, or a whole city and then You can be the super hero, and I will be the big bad monster coming to destroy the town." she said as she looked over trying her best don't i fit the part look.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2007 11:22 pm
"Okay!" he exclaimed with a little squeal...already beside Z and getting to work on the blocks. He built with the enthusiasm that he attacked everything with, but with more of a practiced system about things.
"I wanna be a thea monthter," he said rather importantly, his little face scrunched up as he tried to make two blocks fit together to form one corner of a towering spear of a building he was putting together. He finally managed to get the blocks together, and then set the tower down, ducking his head near the edge of the table.
"Graaaah!!" he roared, carefully "crawling" his way up as if emerging from the depths of the ocean and with a crash brought his hand down on the building, sending Legos everywhere.
"I make a good monthter...Poppa thayth!" He was beaming up at her. Z would like that, right?
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2007 11:28 pm
Surprised by the fact the this cute child would rather play the monster than be the hero she gave a smile. She was liking him more and more.
"Well i don't make a good super hero, how about we be two monsters fighting to take over the town?" she offered, moving closer to Reese, her hands coming out and reaching for him. She still had to be careful. Lil kids were much more likely to get hurt....
"rrrrrrrr..." she uttered in a low growl. " this is my town! I will destory it!" she continued in her forced lower voice.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2007 11:49 pm
Monsters were more fun! They got to smash things...and then Reese got to rebuild them again so he could knock it all down! Smash smash smash! Though Wilbur sort of wished he would do more of the building and less of the smashing...
The seahorse boy laughed as she made all monster like, clapping his hands. "You make a great monthter, Thee!" Then he mimicked her, curling his hands into little webbed claws and scratching at the air between the two of them.
"Grrr! My thity! Minemine!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 12:00 am
Zyanya knelt down to be more at eye level, her side legs rearing back as she didn't want to accidentally poke the kid.
"no no it is MY town!" she emphasized with a sweep of her hand destroying another tower block. Lego flying everywhere. "I shall take you down!" she continued as she reached to pick Reese up. She was fairly strong, she attributed that to her species type, she flared out her wings to look more scary.
"I am a flying monster! you! creature of the sea! cannot defeat me!" she continued lifting Reese into the air, like she was playing airplane with him.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 7:15 am
Reese couldn't help but start laughing and giggling when Zyan picked him up. He loved playing this game with Poppa...only Poppa was a lot taller, so he went a lot higher, but playing with Z was fun too.
"Wee!" His little arms sticking out like wings, his tail coiled securely around Z's wrist. "I'm a flying thea monthter!"
Somewhere at the door of the room, Wilbur had entered carrying a tray with the crackers and two glasses, one of water for Zyan and one of milk for Reese. He stopped to watch them partly to be sure she wouldn't hurt the child, partly to marvel at their game. Ok, so maybe Z wasn't the nicest to adults, but she certainly had a way with children.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 2:21 pm
IT was an odd sensation to feel Reese's tail wrap around her wrist, but she gathered quickly this was a saftey measure. Just in case. Not that she intended to drop him,
"Oh no! you are a flying sea monster!" she excliamed a mask of horror printed on her face, "How shall i ever beat one who can be in the air and sea?" she lamented dramtically. Mayeb she should be an actress instead of a model. She liked being different people, it made life much more fun.
Sinking to the floor she dramatically pretended she was dying. "Oh no, it is too much! the sea monster has got me!" she cried though she still had Reese above her head, it was a very dramatic moment to say the least.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 7:57 pm
"Grr, grr!" Reese growled between bouts of laughter, clawing at Z and chomping his mouth at the air, pretending to be biting her. "My town! I beat you!" he snorted.
He reached out, managing to grab her head with his little fingers. "I eat you for foodth!" And he made believe he was eating her hair. What were the most appropiate words for what he was doing? NOMNOMNOM! Heh.
"Careful, Young Sir...don't pull her hair," Wilbur warned gently, leaning against the door frame with a smile at the young boy. At the man's voice, Reese stopped...beaming and waving a very excited hand at the butler.
"Kay! I won't!" And then his eyes spotted the plate of food. "Crackerth! Hey, Thee!" He suddenly looked down at the girl. "Let'th eat! Monthterth get hungree too!"
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