sliceitwithwind (
sliceitwithwind) wrote2011-02-09 03:35 pm
Kiddie AU
November 11th, after the great hair dying Halloween, when the kids got home from school there was a strange man sitting on the porch with Lenna, Elcy, and Yinsi. He was seven foot seven inches tall and seemed to take up the entire porch. Skin four shades darker than Dilan's, brilliantly green Katzu eyes, and braids down to his knees of thick, black and grey hair.
He was in a beautiful coat of terrible chartreuse, and the instant the boys saw him Dilan bolts forward shrieking happily in too-fast Katzu.
Braig grabbed Aya's hand and explained, "That's his great-grand-uncle Sannish."
He was in a beautiful coat of terrible chartreuse, and the instant the boys saw him Dilan bolts forward shrieking happily in too-fast Katzu.
Braig grabbed Aya's hand and explained, "That's his great-grand-uncle Sannish."

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"And we gotta get some blueberries!"
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Braig got his own hello-hug and greeting from the visitor, and then went to grab the after-school snack for all three kids.
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Braig passed around the post-school PB&J's for himself and Aya, and roast beef for Dilan, and settled on the ground near them.
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"And should we make a thank you card now? or do we get him a present too?"
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Which isn't Dilan's favourite part, but Aya might enjoy.
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"We planted sunflower seeds in milk cartons."
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And why else grow them in milk cartons?
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The sandwiches were done, the little conference had covered everything important...and the adults were still talking. That left only one possible action. Aya reached across the small circle to poke Braig's shoulder. "TAG!"
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Braig laughed as well, and let the littler kids get a head-start before he jumped up to chase them, going for Dilan first.
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It could totally hold her weight!
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Braig cackled, his mother knew where Aya was going because when Dilan was Aya's age Braig had chased him up the rose trellis. This was part of why the roses were still fairly young.
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And if she couldn't get up...well, wiggling through the space between the porch beam and the side of the house was good too. It was creepy under the porch, dark and webby and full of dead grass and stuff but it was also well hidden!
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