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 Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 1:02 pm
Arafel fussed over the two boy's hair, a hand for each of them as they flinched and tried to excape the hands of doom. Not that it really mattered, even if they didn't mess it up their uncle would... But for some reason Arafel felt the need to spiff them of for their uncle.. He was important to her afterall, and that was a way of showing it wasn't it?
Plus she had to put them in overalls and darker tshirts because the 3 were more than likely to get dirty.
Iteru was allready getting a bit sleepy, the wide yawn, rub of the eyes, and shift accounted for that. Futoeki was still lively, however... He barely remembered his uncle.. but he did reconize that there was something about that word he liked.
Last time Zhome had visted Iteru ended up with a pink heart shirt before the twins official photographs... Somehow he sabatoged the picture with kitsune magic and switching the shirts last minute.
But, this would be safe... Afterall, there were no official photographs to be done this day, just fun.
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 1:18 pm
Zhome was, as always, drunk. It was anavoidable really, although for once, he was well... Less drunk is the best way to describe it, still enough to bury what's best left still, and add that extra livelyness to the kitsune. So, he happilly knocked on his sister's door, his leather jacket still on his back.
Of course, the wonder really is how he kept it clean, whatwith a prankster living with him and all. In fact, for all the kitsune knew, he himself, or this very door was boobytrapped! So he got to thinking.... He wouldn't be soaked again, no way, nuh-uh! So, stepping away from the door, he waited.
It probably looked odd with the fox waiting a good four feet away from the door, and off to the side so nothing would hit him, but he was content, tail wagging as he plotted to give the twins their first wetwillies! Or something like that.
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 1:40 pm
Arafel blinked, smiling slightly "There he is." the toddlers gave her a questioning look. This would be good for them... The whole house seemed to radiate with a depressed feel since Freize had mysteriously vanished... It was taking everything Arafel had to keep all the children happy and busy so no one thought of it.
She peeked her head out the door, blinking when he was several feet further from where she expected... She gave him a questioning look, afterall he was the prangster.. not her. "What are you up to...?" she teased a bit, moving back so he could come in the door.
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 1:51 pm
Of course, he expected water balloons, or a bucket to fall from above the door. Hell, he even expected an eraser to fall on him and cover him in dust! So, he felt fully justified in being out of the way and safe. "Pranks... Figured I'd dodge them!" He answered happilly.
Of course, that answer only came for half a second before he tackled his sister, covering her face with affectionate licks. Really it seemed he was the dog of the two more than her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 8:42 pm
"You know I wouldn't prank you." She pouted at him, so he'd prank her.. but it hadn't gone the other way too often. Except maybe when they were much younger and he overstepped a few boundaries.
Arafel let out a yelp as she found herself flying to the ground, playfully pushing at him. Not enough to actually get him off, but enough to pretend she wanted him off. Twas just more fun that way...
After much pawing, a few nuzzles, and playful pushing she broke free. Laughing some, she tried to return to the two toddlers in the living room.
Both were sitting there, wide eyed, since the house was built in such amanor they couldn't see where their mother hand went.. and then there was all that noise. Still, tails started syncronized wagging making light thuddingnoises against the floor.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 9:08 pm
Zhome happilly sat there for a few moments after his sister shoved him off, his own tail wagging even faster than the two pups in the other room. "Akari, not you Neesan. He pranks loooots of stuff. Even Whiskey!" He replied, starting to get a high whine towards the last statement.
Of course, when he saw his sister move, an idea did pop into his head, and he couldn't help but run into the room before her.
Of course the obvious fact that he ran on all fours and could easily trip his sister while trying to beat her to the twins didn't cross his mind, what did... Is that he needed to give them both a wetwilly before their mother could stop him.
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2006 2:14 pm
Arafel nodded some... Remembering Akari. Tsh, it seemed good to have Zhom be pranked and not the pranker. Prolly good for him too, but the Karma-factor seemed to be good.
As he bolted off, she blinked, catching herself against teh wall as he nearly shoved her over. "Oniisan?" speaking of pranks... This couldn't be going anywhere good.
As Zhome entered the room the two stared up, Iteru lookin ga bit more tired than his twin.. but none the less still lively. Tails wagged innocently, having no idea of the impending doom.
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