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Zoe · 12-24-2018, 05:15 PM

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

Logan was not alone in his excitement. Oh, no. Melody's blue eyes were bright with wonder that only a very young child possessed. "Wook it! Wook it!" The two year old squealed pointing her little finger at everything they passed so it was difficult to tell what she was even pointing at to begin with.

Ooooh! If Logan was running off up ahead that meant she could too, yes? Melody tried to wiggle her small hand free from her mothers grasp only to be quickly scooped up into her mummy's arms.

"Nah-uh, little miss, no running off." Perhaps they should have brought the stroller along with them. They were hardly here ten minutes and already her heart had leaped up into her throat when Logan had managed to slip away from Frankie. "That or the stroller would have been a good idea." Keeping up with three very active young children was no easy task.

Inside the Puffskein Playpen, Hady set Melody down where the small girl went straight for the fluffy creatures.

Nova sporting her butterfly wings as always went on to follow her younger sister jabbering away about how cute and fluffy the Puffskein were and how she wanted one. "Papa can we gets one pleeeeease?!" Cue big bright eyes and a smile only she only gave to Frankie. Their oldest daughter had him wrapped tightly around her little fingers.

Watching the girls settle down on the ground to play with the small creatures she finally glanced towards Frankie once more. "That kneazle didn't scratch him at all, did it?" It was no surprise to her that Logan had went straight for the large fluffy cat at first being as to how they had a cat at home. A old cat now but a cat nonetheless. Poor Hagan was getting up there in age and learned to keep well out of the little ones reaches.

He was so close ... and then he was in Papa's arms, moving farther and farther away from the Kneazles he wanted to play with. Logan squirmed, trying with all his might to wiggle himself away, only to get nowhere. There was no way he’d be roaming free and wild again.

The little guy was on the verge of tears. All he wanted was to pet the kitty. They had one at home that LOVED its fluffy tail being pulled and being chased all over the place. Why couldn’t he play with that one over there?

And then, after being set on the ground, one of the Puffskeins nuzzled up next to him and stuck its long tongue up his nose.

"EEEEEEE!" Logan squealed, at first taken aback by the sudden intrusion but then delighted. Immediately little hands grabbed the little puffball and gave it a biiiiiiig hug.

Leash, stroller, what was the difference? Frankie was certain that Logan would have found a way to escape one way or another. He shrugged at Hady's response, and then watched the littlest child of theirs get his nose invaded by Puffskein. All he could do was snort at that.

"No, the Kneazle didn't scratch him. Managed to pull him away before the monster could yank on its tail."

It was at that moment, now that all the kids were in one place, the man's Auror senses were kicking in. The tattooed man had been spotted and he looked ... out of place. At least, Frankie wouldn't have thought it normal for such a carnie to be stationed at the petting zoo. Why was he way over there away from everyone? What was the man holding?

Frankie wasn't able to keep an eye on the man once his winged daughter came up to him. She came bearing the request of a Puffskein. "I don't think these ones are for sale, love," he responded. But, then again, they always could visit Grandpa at the Menagerie. "And you'd have to ask your mother." He gave a glance over to Hady, since she'd likely end up taking care of it anyway.

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Zoe Forum Manager Honeydukes Mod Occamy Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Oz Posts: 63,370 Hogwarts RPG Name: Beauden Wild Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Gillyweed Beery Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ousmane Diomandé Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Rajan Patil Ravenclaw First Year Ministry Department Head: Franklin Paton Law Enforcement Ministry Department Head: Almer Toots Transportation x8 x8	Bathes in Maple Syrup \| Dancing Lobster \| Mrs. Charlie Weasley \| Seneca's Beard \| That's So Fetch Quote: Originally Posted by Kolyander Logan was not alone in his excitement. Oh, no. Melody's blue eyes were bright with wonder that only a very young child possessed. "Wook it! Wook it!" The two year old squealed pointing her little finger at everything they passed so it was difficult to tell what she was even pointing at to begin with. Ooooh! If Logan was running off up ahead that meant she could too, yes? Melody tried to wiggle her small hand free from her mothers grasp only to be quickly scooped up into her mummy's arms. "Nah-uh, little miss, no running off." Perhaps they should have brought the stroller along with them. They were hardly here ten minutes and already her heart had leaped up into her throat when Logan had managed to slip away from Frankie. "That or the stroller would have been a good idea." Keeping up with three very active young children was no easy task. Inside the Puffskein Playpen, Hady set Melody down where the small girl went straight for the fluffy creatures. Nova sporting her butterfly wings as always went on to follow her younger sister jabbering away about how cute and fluffy the Puffskein were and how she wanted one. "Papa can we gets one pleeeeease?!" Cue big bright eyes and a smile only she only gave to Frankie. Their oldest daughter had him wrapped tightly around her little fingers. Watching the girls settle down on the ground to play with the small creatures she finally glanced towards Frankie once more. "That kneazle didn't scratch him at all, did it?" It was no surprise to her that Logan had went straight for the large fluffy cat at first being as to how they had a cat at home. A old cat now but a cat nonetheless. Poor Hagan was getting up there in age and learned to keep well out of the little ones reaches. He was so close ... and then he was in Papa's arms, moving farther and farther away from the Kneazles he wanted to play with. Logan squirmed, trying with all his might to wiggle himself away, only to get nowhere. There was no way he’d be roaming free and wild again. The little guy was on the verge of tears. All he wanted was to pet the kitty. They had one at home that LOVED its fluffy tail being pulled and being chased all over the place. Why couldn’t he play with that one over there? And then, after being set on the ground, one of the Puffskeins nuzzled up next to him and stuck its long tongue up his nose. "EEEEEEE!" Logan squealed, at first taken aback by the sudden intrusion but then delighted. Immediately little hands grabbed the little puffball and gave it a biiiiiiig hug. Leash, stroller, what was the difference? Frankie was certain that Logan would have found a way to escape one way or another. He shrugged at Hady's response, and then watched the littlest child of theirs get his nose invaded by Puffskein. All he could do was snort at that. "No, the Kneazle didn't scratch him. Managed to pull him away before the monster could yank on its tail." It was at that moment, now that all the kids were in one place, the man's Auror senses were kicking in. The tattooed man had been spotted and he looked ... out of place. At least, Frankie wouldn't have thought it normal for such a carnie to be stationed at the petting zoo. Why was he way over there away from everyone? What was the man holding? Frankie wasn't able to keep an eye on the man once his winged daughter came up to him. She came bearing the request of a Puffskein. "I don't think these ones are for sale, love," he responded. But, then again, they always could visit Grandpa at the Menagerie. "And you'd have to ask your mother." He gave a glance over to Hady, since she'd likely end up taking care of it anyway. __________________