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 Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 9:13 pm
He waited outside for his twin. The were supposed to be going home for Christmas. It would be good to see his younger siblings again. Theo's face softened into a wistful smile as he contemplated the idea. The sound of childish joy and laughter that pervaded the house every Christmas. It never changed.The esmeel of something delicious baking, the sense of homeliness and festivity. Theofratus Menniadis was looking forward to being home. "Phil! Hurry up!" He called impatiently through the door of Philemon's home in Makai. The bag full of gifts for the family was leaning outside against the wall. It had taken a while to buy and wrap the gifts but it was worth it.
"Philemon Menniadis! You better get your a** out here or I'm leaving without you." Theo called again, impatient to be off. He had soemthing else.. something entirely separate for Phil but that was besides the point. Drawing Phil for his secret santa was well.. unexpected, at the least. So Theo had simply out together something simple but unusual for his brother. He held the carefully wrapped parcel in his hands, waiting for his brother.
It wasn't anything special, nor was it particularly expensive. Just something.. heartfelt and simple.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 6:35 am
Despite the fact Phil had woken up early, in between making sure he didn't forget anything back, wrapping his siblings' and other family's members gifts -literally on the very last minute- snacking on a couple of leftover biscuits and trying -in vain- to return Desmond to his Alchemia card for the road he had managed to actually not only not be on time but also make his brother wait for him outside. And Theo was not exactly the most patient person to go around, Phil was fully aware of that fact. "I'm coming!" he made haste to reply to his brother's threat of leaving him behind. While the threat's content was rather dubious -as Phil didn't think Theo would really leave him behind- he decided it was best to hurry and be swift other than risk his brother's anger, because that wasn't exactly pleasant either. Sometimes he secretly wondered how was it that he managed to get this well along with his teacher after all. Their personality traits appeared to be greatly clashing -then again, he wasn't one to talk either-.
Putting his shoes on in a haste -almost toppling over and falling on his face in his try to be as fast as it was humanly possible- he grabbed his keys and, with gifts and a suitcase in his arms and Desmond stuffed uncomfortably under his arm he burst out of the door, trying to smile in all his disheveled glory. "Sorry to keep you waiting!" he beamed a helpless smile at Theo, almost tripping and falling under the weight of all those things for yet another time, but regaining his uncertain balance just in time.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 12:29 am
The gift in his pocket made a small sound which Theo quickly covered up with a slight cough. Whoever thought of giving Puichu Balls away clearly forgot to mention the noises they would make. Theo's face was set in a scowl as he glared at the door, willing his clumsy twin to hurry up. The door burst open to reveal Phil, a suitcase, a bag stuffed with gifts, crooked specs and a squirmy alchemia tucked under Phil's arms. A sure fire recipe for disaster. Add a dash of clumsiness and a sprinkling of snow, you get Phil tripping down the stairs and managing to save himself from a getting concussion by a hair's breadth.
Theo sighed and despaired of his brother ever learning to be graceful. Maybe he should have gone around and checked if he could have gotten Phil a snese of equilibrium for his Christmas gift. He seemed in desperate need of it. Perhaps next year. Theo filed the thought aside for the next gift giving occasion. But for now, the squeaky Puichu Ball was wel.. squeaking. "You're not forgiven for making me wait. You owe me some sweets now." Theo deadpanned in response to his brother's apology. "And you may want to consider repositioning some of your ah.. belongings. The fluffball doesn't look too happy." Theo noted, leaning back against the wall to wait for Phil to reorganize himself. Phil having a concussion or dropping everything seemed very likely at this stage, which would eat up even more time in the long run. So he would wait. Albeit impatiently.
Really, how they got along was simply beyond Theofratus's comprehension. Not to mention the fortune or misfortune of being twins.
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