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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 19:18:41 GMT
"Yeah, don't make me think."
"He can't think because he's special." Poppy whispers.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 19:28:17 GMT
I laugh slightly,"Yeah, special, let's go with that." I grin.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 19:30:26 GMT
"I'm not special," I argue.
"Scott says you are."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 19:31:26 GMT
"Yeah, Jack does too." I laugh.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 19:34:30 GMT
"Oh joy."
"So they must be right."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 19:38:59 GMT
"Yeah I agree with Poppy on this one." I grin.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 19:41:42 GMT
"Oh well, thanks everyone, I'm glad everybody thinks I'm special," I laugh slightly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 19:49:05 GMT
"We still love you though." I grin.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 19:55:43 GMT
"Okay, you can get away with calling me special then."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 19:58:10 GMT
"See, it all works out then." I grin.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 19:59:32 GMT
"Yeah, yeah..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 20:04:26 GMT
"You love us and you know it," I grin picking Poppy up,"Right Poppyseed?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 20:10:24 GMT
"He says he only does because he has too..." She tells her, wrapping her arms round Maddie's neck.
"I said that once!"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 20:13:29 GMT
I raise an eyebrow,"Oh he did, did he now?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 20:18:05 GMT
"Aunt Morgan says he was drinking and then she said it was time for bed, and gave Uncle Ian the 'evil stare'."
I put my hand to my forehead, "Thanks, Papillon."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 20:21:52 GMT
"Yeah, well Uncle Ian will be sleeping on the couch tonight so don't worry about him," I mutter, hoisting her higher in my arms.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 20:24:30 GMT
"Yeah, big thanks Papillon."
She sticks her tongue out at me.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 20:35:27 GMT
"Alright, anything else you'd like to do, before your Daddy comes looking for you?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 20:37:41 GMT
"Go hiding from Daddy so he can't take me away?" She suggests.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 20:42:39 GMT
"Do you want to stay here tonight then?" I laugh slightly,"You have your own room, anyway."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 20:45:33 GMT
"Yes! Yay! Thank you Aunt Maddie!"
"Oh dear..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 20:52:47 GMT
"Welcome." I laugh, trying not to comment on the manners again,"It's no problem, what's one night going to do?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 20:55:40 GMT
"Nothing, but you get to put her to bed because I'm not doing that."
"You're just sour cos I outsmart you." She smirks.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 20:59:38 GMT
I laugh,"Fine. I can do that."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 21:01:18 GMT
"You'll never escape you know."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 21:12:16 GMT
"Why would you want to leave a face like this?" I laugh, cupping Poppy's face in my hands.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 21:15:12 GMT
"Hmm..." I raise an eyebrow, trying to keep a straight face.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 21:16:53 GMT
"Shush you," I laugh, sticking my tonuge out at him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 21:19:13 GMT
"No," I reply, sticking my tongue out.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 21:23:26 GMT
"I will set this one on you." I grin, nodding down at Poppy.
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