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Post by Iceman on Nov 15, 2006 14:43:03 GMT -5
One he leapt from the back patio steps, Bobby half-walked and half-ran across the grass towards where the handful of children were playing. He was making a beeline for the little girl off by herself, who sat with her back to him. Just imagining the look on her face made him smile.
As he neared her, he lifted his hands. A moment of concentration gathered the moisture in the air and sent it in a stream of light snowfall, which was only strange because it was going almost horizontally, and because it was about forty degrees too hot for it to be snowing.
He came to a stop about ten feet behind her as the snow began to fall around her. He twisted one hand as though scooping the air, and when it turned palm-up again, he held a perfect snowball. He aimed carefully, winding up his arm, and then threw it in an easy arc to fall on Hannah's leg.
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Post by phase on Nov 15, 2006 15:57:18 GMT -5
ooc forgot to mention it before, but i love your new banner.
Hannah felt the rush of happy feelings before the snow began to fall. Blue eyes looking up curiously, she jumped when the snowball landed.
A child not knowing fear and with an overactive imagination wasn't spooked by the sight of snow on her leg, a small hand patting it, then looking at where it came from.
Gasping, she jumped up, tossing leaves and sticks all over the place, complete with a shower of crayons(which had been used to color on the leaves). Hannah was so overwhelmed that she practically vibrated, squeaking as she jittered her hands, running over to him.
Jumping up for him to catch her, Hannah let out a piercing shriek of happiness, the sort only kids can make, much to the ire of their parents' ears. Well she didn't have parents- but she did have Bobby, to whom she clung, kicking her legs like a crazy person.
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Post by Iceman on Nov 15, 2006 16:13:10 GMT -5
When Hannah saw him and came running, Bobby's face nearly broke from the size of the grin that sprang up. "Hannah!!!"
He caught Hannah easily and hugged her to him in the tightest of tight hugs, spinning around in a circle. He didn't want to let go of the adorable little girl. "I told you I'd be back," he said next to her ear as he clung to her just as much as she was clinging to him.
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Post by Shadowcat on Nov 16, 2006 15:06:17 GMT -5
Kitty smiled as she continued more slowly to the pair, feeling no need to run towards Hannah, since she hadn't been gone for a week or anything. And Hannah might still be mad at her, though kids got over things fast, didn't they?
She wasn't sure she was going to try that hard if the little girl still was. She was tired. She might go back upstairs in a little and go to bed. Take a nap, recharge a little.
Bobby obviously needed no recharge. He sprinted towards Hannah and created a light snowfall at the same time. Kitty wondered if she could get him and Storm to make snow everywhere. That would be nice. She was sick of summer, too... seemed like she was sick of everything these days.
She didn't want to go home. Maybe she needed to get off campus for a while, though. Go up to the city for a few days.
Yeah, like that'd happen.
She reached Bobby and Hannah at long last, as Bobby scooped her up.
"You're gonna make a good dad," she said affectionately, standing a few feet off.
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Post by phase on Nov 17, 2006 9:01:53 GMT -5
"Oh my gosh!" Hannah exclaimed, lifting her head and putting her hands on either side of Bobby's face to make sure she paid attention to him. "You were gone a long time! And some lady died, and then Miss Heather read me a book, and Mister Kurt likes her, but he likes Miss Storm too, but Miss Heather's really cool she can make noises like birds! And no one helped me with my shoes so Candice got me bellcrow ones, see?"
Hannah twisted in his arms to try to show him her shoe, and after a few tries she realized she wasn't likely going to be able to get her leg up that high. Undaunted, she continued in spite of the dark cloud that was Kitty approaching from a distance, now putting her thin arms around Bobby's neck.
"Kitty didn't read your letter! Her parents are dead but they're not dead, she just says that." Catching her breath from talking a mile a minute, she smiled at him.
"I like you. Did you know that?"
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Post by Iceman on Nov 17, 2006 15:16:17 GMT -5
Bobby laughed as the stream of information came out of the bubbly little girl. He 'ooh'ed at her new shoes. But when she complained about Kitty, Bobby's smile dropped a little, and he turned a little away from Kitty, hoping she was too far to have heard Hannah yet.
"Hey, now, she's having a hard time. You should be nice to her, okay? I'm sure she didn't mean to hurt your feelings," he said, trying to keep his voice down. Hoping that that was the end of that, he turned back, starting to let Hannah down if she wanted down. He grinned at Kitty when she told him he'd be a good dad. "I don't know how well I'd do with babies," he said. "My mom always said I used to try and cover Ronny's mouth when he cried, and I still can't stand the sound."
When Hannah declared that she liked Bobby, Bobby looked down at her and smiled in mild surprise. "Well, I like you too, kiddo," he said, poking her in the stomach a few times.
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Post by Shadowcat on Nov 18, 2006 11:16:08 GMT -5
Kitty was not, in fact, too far off to have heard Hannah. She'd been only about ten feet away and Hannah's voice had that childish quality of cutting through space to defy the confines of normal voices.
"I didn't say my parents were dead," Kitty said weakly, but it probably wasn't going to help much. She should use her metaphors more carefully.
"And I offered," she said stubbornly, feeling a little petulant.
Bobby said something in a lower voice, but since he had an idea of tact, his voice didn't carry like Hannah's had, and Kitty was left vainly straining to hear whatever he was talking about. She didn't.
She did hear the last half, though, as it was directed at her.
"I think you'd better have a very understanding wife," Kitty said. "Or you'll suffocate all your kids before their second birthday! That's all babies do for the first six weeks."
She smiled as the two played together. Bobby was like a huge kid sometimes, really. It lifted her spirits a little. A very little.
Too much on her brain. She didn't need to go to sleep, she needed to run until she fell over twitching.
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Post by Iceman on Nov 18, 2006 18:41:07 GMT -5
"Hey, let's go play in your room!" Bobby said to both girls, shaking Hannah's hand, which was still in his. That way Kitty, who didn't seem to be feeling up to doing a lot of playing, could relax if she wanted to.
He offered Hannah a piggy-back ride and ran, jumped, spun, and generally made a scene back to the back doors of the school, to go make up lost time with his best friend and the cutest little girl in the world.
(End Thread)
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