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Hey Ju · 08-30-2017, 05:00 PM

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Originally Posted by Stefan

Was he going to get paid for this? Hopefully. Hopefully. Having been guilt-tripped by his cousin Mordred, Ethan agreed to take out his twins on a Saturday to visit the old wizarding shopping centre. It was a good thing that the kids knew how to follow orders, but then again, they were both so young to actually listen. See exhibit A: Catherine Mordaunt. He'd explicitly said not to wander far but she did. Ethan, who feared Mordred's wrath the most, had to drag Noah in a haste while the male twin was eating his ice cream.

Merlin, if only he could lasso these children and attach them both to his legs, he would.

Sighing a quiet relief, Ethan approached Catherine with her twin sporting a messy face filled with sticky substance, and an ice cream stained front. He'd have to deal with that later. Or face Sophie's wrath this time. "So, anything interesting in there, Catherine?" Of course Ethan knew what was being sold in this shop. However, switching his thoughts to that of a four-year-old came naturally to him.

Aksjfsdkfjdsknring!!! Why were they running?! "UNCLE ETHAAAN!" Noah wailed in protest as he got ice cream all over his face and up his nostrils. Apparently, their uncle forgot that he's got short legs to keep up with his strides.

Once they slowed down, Noah wriggled his hand free from his uncle and wiped his face with the back of his hand and onto his shirt. He wrinkled up his nose and let out a loud sneeze! "AAHHHCHOOO!!!" Good, ice cream's out!

More wiping happened (on himself and his uncle's trousers), and Noah joined his sister up front the store. He had his dirty nose pressed on the glass and looked at the objects on display. "They are selling sticks, Uncle." Now what was so fascinating about that?

When her brother sneezed and goo and ice cream came out of all the holes in his face, pretty much, Catherine sent him a disgusted, unimpressed look. She didn't need to tell him that was gross, her look alone was enough.

She opened her mouth to reply to their uncle when Noah butted in and said they were selling sticks. "They're not sticks, they're wands! Like ones mummy and daddy have!" Duh!!! So much for having an intelligent sibling!!!

The little brunette rolled her eyes and, rather annoyed, looked back at the shop. "Can we go in?" She asked, directed at uncle Ethan because her brother knew nothing.

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Hey Ju DMAC & DMLE Bicorn Join Date: Dec 2011 Location: Octopus's Garden Posts: 16,727 Hogwarts RPG Name: Scarlett Mordaunt Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Brenna Kavanaugh Slytherin Second Year x8 x4	Arts TRANSPONSTER! Quote: Originally Posted by Stefan Was he going to get paid for this? Hopefully. Hopefully. Having been guilt-tripped by his cousin Mordred, Ethan agreed to take out his twins on a Saturday to visit the old wizarding shopping centre. It was a good thing that the kids knew how to follow orders, but then again, they were both so young to actually listen. See exhibit A: Catherine Mordaunt. He'd explicitly said not to wander far but she did. Ethan, who feared Mordred's wrath the most, had to drag Noah in a haste while the male twin was eating his ice cream. Merlin, if only he could lasso these children and attach them both to his legs, he would. Sighing a quiet relief, Ethan approached Catherine with her twin sporting a messy face filled with sticky substance, and an ice cream stained front. He'd have to deal with that later. Or face Sophie's wrath this time. "So, anything interesting in there, Catherine?" Of course Ethan knew what was being sold in this shop. However, switching his thoughts to that of a four-year-old came naturally to him. Aksjfsdkfjdsknring!!! Why were they running?! "UNCLE ETHAAAN!" Noah wailed in protest as he got ice cream all over his face and up his nostrils. Apparently, their uncle forgot that he's got short legs to keep up with his strides. Once they slowed down, Noah wriggled his hand free from his uncle and wiped his face with the back of his hand and onto his shirt. He wrinkled up his nose and let out a loud sneeze! "AAHHHCHOOO!!!" Good, ice cream's out! More wiping happened (on himself and his uncle's trousers), and Noah joined his sister up front the store. He had his dirty nose pressed on the glass and looked at the objects on display. *"They are selling sticks, Uncle."* Now what was so fascinating about that? When her brother sneezed and goo and ice cream came out of all the holes in his face, pretty much, Catherine sent him a disgusted, unimpressed look. She didn't need to tell him that was gross, her look alone was enough. She opened her mouth to reply to their uncle when Noah butted in and said they were selling sticks. "They're not sticks, they're wands! Like ones mummy and daddy have!" Duh!!! So much for having an intelligent sibling!!! The little brunette rolled her eyes and, rather annoyed, looked back at the shop. "Can we go in?" She asked, directed at uncle Ethan because her brother knew nothing.