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Chelle shook her head, and smiled, "Well, he's a baby... That's really all they do. Sleep, cry, eat, and grow." She kissed him lightly again before he picked Anne up, "I love you, amour." She hugged him tightly before pulling back and going over to her little boy and may as well be sister. Anne laughed and smiled, holding him close, "We dance Papa?" She looked up at him with hope sparkling in her emerald green eyes. |
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Anne smiled and danced with him holding to her fathers hands. Joy sparkled in the toddlers eyes and gently stepped up onto the tip of his feet as a slow song started. It was what he'd taught her to do so she could still dance with him. |
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Anne held tightly to his hands as he moved, she trusted her father obviously, but she was still nervous about falling as always, "One day I'll be as good as you and Mommy... Right?" |
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Anne smiled and held him close as he picked her up. She smiled and nodded to his question, "I want to be just like you and Mama!" She pulled him close and held him tightly, "Me make you proud!" Anne smiled up at him. |
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And lucky for the fifteen-year-old, she had already prepared for something like that. Her wand was drawn and the word left her lips when the rock left his hand. "Immobulus." With a little smirk, she walked in his direction, curled her fingers around the rock, and stopped when she was in front of him. Only thing is, it wasn't a him, it was a girl! Oopsie. "Just giving you a taste of your own medicine, that's all," she answered, said smirk still in place. Because to be honest, she actually found the bouncy ball act to be rather amusing, and she also liked the fact that this whipper snapper DID have some spunk. But that didn't mean that Schuyler had to refrain from giving back some of what rebel girl was dishing out. |
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Anne gave a weak nod to what he said. The toddler looked around slightly surprised that not many people where there with them... She thought this would be the funnest part of the carnival... Was there really anything that was more fun than dancing. She paused and thought then looked up at her father, "Papa, where is everyone?" |
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"But dancing is the most fun!" She kissed his cheek , "Nothing more fun!" Then again, she'd never really had anything other than dancing that was here... Unless petting animals was like Pixel, Grim, or Robby... So what more could she really understand about other things. She shrugged to his question, "Nothing wrong... Just odd..." |
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Anne looked up at him, "But we barely get to dance..." Though the other things did sound fun, but she didn't want to stop dancing just yet. |
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Anne looked up at him and gave a small nod, "Okay, Papa..." She pulled him close again, laying her head on his shoulder, "Me love you Papa..." The three year old smiled, "Me be happy long as I spend time with you... Best Papa in the world." |
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She smiled and looked up at him, "We go somewhere else now?" She looked up at him, "... And come back later." She still wanted to dance more, but she didn't want to do at all day, admittedly. As long as the entire day was spent with him and no one else, the little angel would be happy. |
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She looked to everything he pointed to and shrugged, "It all look fun... What you want, Papa?" She looked up at him, her green eyes sparkling with excitement, she trusted her father to take her somewhere fun. |
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She looked and then gave a small nod... It sounded fun... She liked balloons after all. |
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