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Asher had dragged Irelia out of the Pastry shop a couple of weeks before, as Irelia had been reduced to tears after Anthony and Riley left, and proceeded to destroy several of the gingerbread "houses" that the other children had made. All in all, the day had been a disaster and Asher had decided that Irelia + other children = WWIII.

But Irelia had become so bored without any other interaction that she had taken to destroying things around the house. No amount of grounding, taking away privileges or yelling got through to her, so Asher tried another route.

Bribery.

So, Asher told Irelia that if she was good for a week, and had five stars on her calendar and no angry clouds, she could invite some friends to go with her on an expedition of her choice.

Irelia had been frighteningly good, and had asked, quite politely, to go to a costume store, because she said one dress and a boa was not enough.

Now, Asher was walking along the street, holding Irelia's hand (she had a tendency to dart in to traffic when Asher wasn't looking... and bit him if he tried to put on her "leash") and was on the lookout for this costume shop that Irelia had wanted to go to.

Asher had put a small sign up on the Liberty Centre Premises and had called a couple of the guardians that he knew, but Asher wasn't sure exactly who would be joining him. Asher found the shop, tucked in between two large buildings, but the building itself short and squat.

"Madame Malkins..." Asher said out loud, "Why does this sound familiar?"

Irelia ignored him and pulled him inside.

Irelia barreled into the shop, running through the tacky bead door and in to a selection of colourful feather boas.

Asher followed behind less exhuberantly, but laughed when Irelia emerged, looking like some sort of fantastic bird creature.

Irelia growled and tackled Asher, laughing loudly. Asher felt her horns connect with his abdomen and he grunted. He believed that he had somehow been hit so many times by her horns, his stomach had created calluses. But it still hurt.

Irelia was rolling around on the floor, and Asher had no idea where the owner of the shop was, but he was inwardly breathing a sigh of relief as Irelia wasn't exactly acting like a well-mannered child.

Looking around, Asher noticed a couple outside of the shop, and the woman was holding a child. Asher walked over to the door, and stuck his head out.

"Hello. Are you here to pick up some costumes?"

Asher looked over the family briefly and wondered exactly why they needed costumes, as their regular clothing seemed to be colourful enough.

Getting playdate requests for Riley was a blessing for whichever brother happened to be in charge at the time. It meant they could go some place new and didn't have to entertain their little sister 24-7. And this time it was lucky Liam who had the chance to catch a break. It was, perhaps, lucky for Riley as well, for Liam was often caught up in something boring or didn't have any good games to play with her.

And costumes? Sounded like fun to her! In her mind costumes were aliens, pirates, and dinos and stuff. Princess dresses and fairy wings did not register at all. Which was good, because if they did she'd be most unwilling to join in the fun.

So instead Liam had taken her out to meet Irelia and her guardian at the shop. Liam had driven them both there, finding it more practicle to drive. With his excellent map skills they were there within a good amount of time. He was always extremely efficient, no matter what he did. And while Riley didn't normally notice, she did so delightlfully this time since she didn't have to wait very long.

Being only in a booster seat of sorts now she unbuckled in a flash and bounded out of the car. While she didn't know the name of the store, she could easily see the costumes displayed in the window. She threw open the door with a wide grin, which probably should have fit a fox and not a sparrow-girl, "IRLELIA~!"

Before Riley could answer, however, the light behind her was abruptly blotted out by a tall figure. Backlit, the only definite thing about it was there was a stroller and what appeared to be huge ears involved. Then it laughed and stepped further in to show more details - namely lavendar skin and green hair and a rather pixie-pointed female face. The stroller sent up a wet-sounded trill and Kova immediately dropped into a crouch to rearrange brightly-colored petals to reveal Delilah who, fingers still in her mouth, perked up at seeing two other children. "There you go. Say hello, lovebug."

Delilah obliged by gurgling and waving her free hand languidly. Clearly, excitement and her were passing ships in the night.

Kova smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, girls. She keeps napping on me. I thought a costume shop would be good for her and, oh, I love your pretty dress," to Irelia, "and aren't you the neatest colors!" to Riley.

Riley stared at the strange woman for a time, not really sure what to make of her. Her nose wrinkled in thought. She was the neatest colors? Not understanding the woman's compliment nor...anything about her, really, she decided to simply shrug the matter off as "weird" and move along to playing. She turned back to Irelia, throwing the boa she had been given back at her playmate. Noo, that was not the kind of thing she'd be using. Instead she moved over to a stack of props and found a plastic, curved sword.

She waved it at the other girl with a grin, "Arrrgggg! Well I'm a pirate! You can be my parrot!" After all, if she was already a bird it wasn't any fun to pretend that, was it? Nope, pirates were far more interesting! And it meant she got to have an eye-patch! If she could find one.

Eliot's blank face was the only answer Asher would of received, but they had moved past it. People swarming in from every direction, apparently Ashley wasn't the only one to see that note and decide to stalk people.

He glanced back at Ashley, and now a very impatient Harper, and shrugged in a confused way. "Uhh.. they are multiplying, babe."

Frowning, Ashley looked at Harper who had lost all interest in his binkie throwing game and was watching in a fascinated way at the people inside the wondrous shop. "YEARRRRRGH!" He promptly declared, ripping the binkie out of his mouth.

Alarmed, Ashley hurried inside the shop as well trying to pass off as someone who had no interest in anyone else whatsoever. Eliot, being the smarter this particular time, stayed just outside the shop and casually leaned against the wall/window while scanning over the streets.

Once inside, Harper was set down while Ashley turned from him and all but whistled and folded her arms. Harper didn't care, some basic part of him knew she wouldn't' leave, so instead he wobbled slowly toward the congregated kids. Then he stopped and threw his binkie at the horned chick who was launching boas at the tall chick. (hey, she seemed the most volatile, why not?!)

Irelia shrieked as the blue object hit her in her head, more in anger than in pain, as her head was harder than bricks.

She whirled around, dislodging feathers from her "wings" and started to walk over to the punk kid.

"SQUACK!" Irelia bore down on the new kid, quickly getting in to her character as a pirate's parrot. Which, in her mind, was as large as big bird and had a mermaid tail.

Irelia picked up the blue thing, and quickly realized the object was a soother.

"Daddy didn't buy me one of these. I scream too much." Irelia promptly put the soother in her mouth and ran around the shop, silk scarves fluttering after her.

Riley grinned widely as another familiar face appeared. "Hey Manny!" she laughed before lunging over to a pile of clothes that seemed to have the perfect pirate stuff in it. "You gonna come play?" She found a large feathered hat and stuck it promptly on her head. She also found an eyepatch with a strap to stick it on. Of course, being as hurried and clumsy as she was she only managed to get the patch half on so it kept slipping from her eye. But whatever.

She then raced after the binkie-thrower, waving her plastic sword. "Arrgg! You attacked me parrot and now ye must walk the plank!" She began to make motions of poking and jabbing the young boy.