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Ama 
"Oh, yes. Mighty pumped up," quipped the blond pursing her lips before stepping next to Celandine. "Now help us help you," she muttered at Plymouth wrapping her fingers around his wrist and--puuuulled.
Why was he such a big boy?
"How long?" Time didn't seem like an issue. "I can't say."
"You can't? It's a secret?" well Cela could roll with that. Secrets. She winked conspirationally at Daphne and wriggled her hips a bit.
Then she pointed at Daphne's tummy incase her friend didn't get it.
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Mad Eye Touz Plymouth WAS getting to be a big boy, especially compared to current company. He struggled up, keeping both their hands in his. "Hehe." Plymouth swung both their hands with that "happiest boy on earth" sort of smile.
Might have been the blow to the head.
He WOULD have suggest booboo kisses but 1. Cela and Plymouth kisses were probably not a good idea [even though he'd TOTALLY got one earlier hehe] and 2. Daphne Hopton would splutter at the very thought.
So, he didn't suggest it. But he did THINK it. Plymouth couldn't pick one of them to grin at, so he just kept going back and forth, back and forth. It's possible that he didn't remember why they were even THERE anymore. "I did the arm thing and she didn't like it too much," Plymouth told Cela, then WINKED at Daphne.
Idiot.
Swinging.
"Oh she didn't?" Cela looked at Daphne in surprise, "What about your butt? I think, Daphne likes butts too. Eyes? Smile?" Celandine looked anxiously between Daff and Plym a few times and finally shrugged it off and skipped over to her bag.
She busied herself emptying things out on the table.