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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 8:22 am
Marijus let out a deep sigh of relief as he listened to Lan's story. It made sense now; all the apprehension of protecting that bottle. The sheer madness of losing the bottle and then the sudden appearance from Cada. Shaking his head he smiled, "Nae don't 'tink yae any more crazier den mae. Nae just happy nae not alone." He nodded his mind in deep thought.
"Nae suppose it makes sense though. The strong attraction to be near the bottle all the time. My collegue, Becca, threatened to get ride of the bottle many times and each time nae wondered why nae wouldnae let her." He shrugged looking out the window as he heard a faint squeal of excitement from Cada. No doubt something had caught his attention. He smiled wondering what his life would be like had Cada never become part of it. Probably grow into an old perverted man, no doubt. The thought made him laugh. "Nae want to thank yae for the chit-chat. Nae 'tink nae needed someone to talk to 'bout all dis. So much stress and already my collegues at work 'tink I'm crazy." Though that was just about anyone that met him so it wasn't far from the truth. Even Cada assumed him a bit on the weird side.
"Thanks for the meal, too. Was lovely, it was. By the way, nae was hopin' yae don't mind if'n nae bring Cada around. He needs more kids his age to interact with, 'bout plum ready to toss him off the cliffs, he drives mae up the walls." He commented giving Lan time to react before he went to the door; peeking out to find Cada was staring at an ant hill. Hordes of little fire ants were scuttling about as the mound had recently been attacked with liquid. "Nae better leave 'dem alone. They bite yae, it will hurt some'ting awful." Marijus warned reaching behind Cada to usher him by the back of the head. "Time to go, baby. Say goodbye." He informed as he turned a smile to Lan then Krinn. "Bye, Lan! Bye, Krinn!"Cada practically shouted and for the second time that day, Mr. Happy was unceremoniously shoved into the other boy's face. "Mr. Happy says bye too!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:16 pm
"I dont mind if he comes around more often." Lan said thoughtfully, then let Marijus walk to the door and talk to his bundle of hyperness. Lan smiled, happy he had atleast taken a bit of stress off the mans shoulders. Watching them for a moment, Lan stood up as well and placed the check on the counter - he would sort it later, and then walked out by Marijus. "It'll be nice to have someone for Krinn to be around more often when I'm not available." He said, to either one of them - though mostly to Marijus before putting a hand on his hip at the shoving of Mr. Happy into Krinns face. Thank god the child wasnt getting mad at the gesture. Maybe he actually liked it. Lan could only hope at that moment in time. Looking down at the two, he let Krinn do his own talking and wondered what they would do once they got home. A bath sounded nice at the moment.
Getting shoved in the face with a stuffy was starting to feel like a normal everyday thing for Krinn, which wasnt bad in the least bit of sense. It was actually alright. Hoping to meet Cada again sometime soon, he beamed as Sona jumped from Cadas shoulder to his and curled, swishing his tail as if to say goodbye. "Bye Cada, and Marijus." He said politely in return, remembering his manners. "Come around again so we can play more!" He added on, grinning mischeviously at Cada before looking up at Lan, who smiled sheepishly, having a feeling these two were going to see eachother again soon. Then he glanced up at Marijus, and waved a bit. Krinn bounded to the door and waved before ducking in to get the dishes so they could go home and relax. The kid was rather enjoying the evening to say the least. Stepping back into the doorframe, Lan turned and gave one last smile. "Its been nice meeting you two. Hope to see you two around." He said honestly, before turning away and walking inside after the boy. It was nice to know that Krinn had made another friend. And that Lan knew he wasnt going crazy with Mia on his own.
[ prp ] ... of doctors and cooks ... :: End.
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