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 Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 11:27 pm
Sam winced a little. He hadn't expected the kid to look so damn dejected.
Too much Big Bad Bear again, he thought, mentally shaking his head.
In an effort to maybe not be such a hulking mass of intimidation, he lightly patted the boy on the shoulder. He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Ahem... Yeah... Well, I'm glad we had this talk." That said, he turned to walk out the door, flicking a nonverbal countercurse at Finn before walking into his bedroom and closing the door behind him.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 1:00 pm
((Aaaaand... Chapter 2! XD))
Remus sat on the bed for a while, not really feeling like doing anything anymore. But that would be horribly, horribly impolite. And Remus was a gentleman, according to his mother's stern upbringing. It was not in the gentlemanly way to ignore his kind hostess. He got up, affixed a smile onto his face, and scurried up to Wendy's room. "I'm back."
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 1:06 pm
Wendy turned to him with a smile, but it faded as she recognized the fakeness of his. "Everything all right?" she asked. Then she remembered her malicious brothers and began to panic a little bit. "Oh, did the boys give you a hard time? Was it Finn? You've just got to ignore him, something went wrong in his brain when he turned fourteen that prevented him from aging mentally from that point forth... Or Jude? He's just going through a phase... And if it was Sam I could rough him up a bit for you, he's really just a big teddy bear..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 1:11 pm
Remus silently took her hand and planted a kiss to the top of her head. So sweet. Her hair was silky. "It's fine; nothing...lasting. Let's listen to some music." He sat down on the floor beside her and watched her set up the record player. Watching her do something that he knew nothing about...it only made her seem eons smarter and even more amazing than she had only minutes ago. It didn't make him as happy as it did before; now it only made him deserve her less.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 1:14 pm
She smiled, her cheeks coloring slightly when he kissed her. "Go pick a record," she said, pointing at the shelves she had stuffed with them. "Make sure and make it a good one!" she teased.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 1:37 pm
Remus smiled a bit more genuinely and got up, his knees audibly creaking. He pulled a face at the wall and hoped Wendy didn't notice before perusing the shelf. "Hmm... this one!" The Beatles' Yellow Submarine. "It looks pretty psychadelic."
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 2:08 pm
Wendy noticed for the first time since he'd arrived that Remus seemed a bit off (she wasn't known to be incredibly observant). She furrowed her brow in confusion. Maybe he did something stupid at his house or something... she mused.
She took the record from him and tried not to feel the little twinge of the pain of loss she felt when she did. Hey! No whining! she mentally scolded herself. It was your idea to let him have one of your records and it was also your idea to let him choose which one, so I don't want to hear it!
She smiled, giving the sleeve a loving look before pulling the record out of it and putting it on the turntable. "Yeah, this is a great one," she said.
She gave the vinyl a spin, then set the record player's needle to it. Immediately Ringo Starr's voice began singing the first few lyrics of "Yellow Submarine." Her grin widened. "Ah, she sings like a bird!" she said appreciatively. "Gotta name her, now."
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 1:05 pm
"Oh, of course," Remus agreed, and began pondering names. Well, Wendy had given it to him, and it apparently sang like bird (not that he had any experience in the matter, but it did sound nice)...Plus, Peter Pan was such a classic...
"It's a Wendybird!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 1:41 pm
((>
Wendy threw her head back and giggled like a kid, her cheeks reddening slightly. "Awww, you shouldn't!" she protested. "The Lost Boys'll shoot her out of the air!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:29 pm
"Hmm, I dunno," said Remus with a mockingly thoughtful scratch of his (mildly stubbly; he'd forgotten to shave that morning) chin. "She looks pretty tough to me, my Wendybird." He gave Wendy a wicked grin. The name had already stuck.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 5:32 pm
Wendy sighed and shook her head in mock regret. "Yet another promising young individual marred by the name Wendy," she said. She wiped a fake tear from her eye. "Poor thing never stood a chance!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 5:41 pm
Remus grinned. "I think Wendy's an adorably underused name. Besides, there are worse names in the world," he reasoned with her. "Sirius's cousin just had a baby when we were in third year; named the poor kid Nymphadora." Now that was unfortunate.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 5:45 pm
Wendy cringed, but couldn't help but giggle a little. "Eh, I can see where her parents may have been going with it..." she said. "Nymphs are... pretty and stuff! The 'dora,' however... well, I'm not altogether sure what that was..." She shrugged and giggled some more. "I sure don't resent my name anymore, if that's where you're headed!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 5:53 pm
Remus chuckled at Wendy's reaction to the name Nymphadora. "I dunno, once you get used to it, it's not so bad," he shrugged. "I think that Andromeda said it means 'Gift of the Nymphs' or something." There was a short pause as Remus remembered something and struggled not to laugh, before finally blurting out: "Her middle name is Theodore!" and laughing.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 5:54 pm
Wendy's eyes widened and she laughed, but it was a pitying sound. "Awww! Why on earth would you do that to a little girl!" she exclaimed.
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