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Post by Oliver on Mar 30, 2010 1:38:38 GMT -5
Oh... Kitty gave Rye Toast a kiss. That wasn't fair. His smile fell immediately as Rye Toast triumphantly sang to him that he received a kiss, which was almost like reminding Oliver that he hadn't. Looking him over, as if realizing that he hadn't sized up his competition correctly, he tried to think of something to say. Now he was a silly goose junior and Kitty didn't give him a kiss.
"Yeah, well," he protested, leaning forward and giving Kitty a kiss on the cheek, "I gived Kitty my own kiss. S-so there..." He could only hope that that was enough to counteract the jeering fun Ryder was taking at him.
((rawr, S&S))
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Post by Essence Newman on Mar 30, 2010 1:50:19 GMT -5
Essence chuckled as the boys bickered playfully. "Hey, hey. Now play nice you two." Grinning, she dropped a kiss to Oliver's cheek as well. "There, now both of you have gotten kisses from me." Facing Ryder, she pouted teasingly. "But only Oliver gave me a kiss; we're uneven." She tilted her cheek to him, waiting to receive a kiss.
Bouncing Oliver a minute, she giggled. "Well, I'm just the luckiest Kitty around. I get to hang with my two favorite boys and get kisses from them and give them kisses back." She tickled Oliver's stomach briefly, before carefully setting him back on the counter.
"Want to finish your milk, buddy?" she asked, nodding toward the cup. Reaching for her own cup then, she took a drink and let out a sigh. She leaned her back against the counter, standing between Ryder and Oliver, right where she wanted to be.
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Post by Ryder on Mar 30, 2010 2:03:02 GMT -5
"Yeah, well," he protested, leaning forward and giving Kitty a kiss on the cheek, "I gived Kitty my own kiss. S-so there..."
"Hey, hey. Now play nice you two."
Ryder laughed softly, shaking his head at Essence and Oliver. he watched as Ess gave Oliver a kiss and he faked a shocked expression. "But only Oliver gave me a kiss; we're uneven." He smiled, leaning over and planting a kiss to her cheek. "Even steven."
"Want to finish your milk, buddy?"
His stomach rumbled. "Anyone else hungry, or is it just me?" he asked, placing a hand over his abs. "We could go out. McDonalds or something." He shrugged, looking to Oliver. "Up to you, Mr Fantastic."
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Post by Oliver on Mar 30, 2010 22:16:15 GMT -5
He hummed a flat-line sound as he was bounced, liking the way his voice pulsed with each flick of her hip. Soon he started giggling to himself and gestured for her to stop 'cause now it tickled. Soon he found himself back on the counter, and he nodded, snatching his cup and replenishing his milk mustache. He flashed it proudly, his teeth blending in with the "facial hair."
He didn't want to admit it, but he liked seeing mommies and daddies kiss. Everything felt good and right when they did. It usually meant they were happy, so he liked to stick around. Kissing was a gross kind of sight, but it meant happiness...even if it was Kitty and Rye Toast. Yuck. He remembered how girls had cooties. Except for Mommy and Kitty and Aunt Co-Lee and Roo. They didn't have cooties. They gave nice, cootie-less kisses.
Oliver gasped at his new title. "Meester Fantastic?!" he echoed, mouth dropping open. "Yike Meester Fock? Kitty, where Braybeer?" he inquired feverishly all of a sudden, brain merging into a different lane completely.
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Post by Essence Newman on Apr 2, 2010 14:46:42 GMT -5
"Anyone else hungry, or is it just me?"
"You," Essence started with a grin, absently wiping Oliver's milk mustache away, "are always hungry." Chuckling, she tapped Oliver's nose as she finished cleaning him off. "Up to you, Mr Fantastic." She looked to Oliver then, enjoying the glee that spread over his face.
"Meester Fantastic?! Yike Meester Fock? Kitty, where Braybeer?"
Essence laughed at his abrupt change of thought train. "I dunno where he wandered off to, hun. Hang on a sec." She closed her eyes, quickly sensing around the house for the Meester Fock. When she located him (rooting through the laundry in their bedroom), she called him to the kitchen. "He's coming, Ollie. Now, are you hungry, buddy?" Leaning in, she pressed her nose to his, crossing her eyes.
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Post by Ryder on Apr 4, 2010 0:13:11 GMT -5
"You," Essence started with a grin, absently wiping Oliver's milk mustache away, "are always hungry."
"Meester Fantastic?! Yike Meester Fock? Kitty, where Braybeer?"
Boy, his thoughts changed quickly. "I am not." He shot back at Ess with a smile. Okay, maybe he was. But that was just the general male species, it was a thing. And his thing was craving some fast food. "Yeah," He leaned over, poking Oliver;s belly. "Meester Fantastic."
"He's coming, Ollie. Now, are you hungry, buddy?"
He leaned in as Essence did, but more towards Ollie's ear. "Say yes and I'll throw in some ice cream.." He whispered, acting like Essence didn't hear him. With that, he took back to just standing there, leaning against the counter.
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