izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2010-04-16 03:33 pm
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A park in Roswell, April 24th

The day's plans were supposed to include shopping, lunch out, and possibly some dancing later that evening. Except those were the plans of 20 year old Isabel. Six year old Isabel was much happier spending the afternoon at the park playing on the swings, happily looking forward to a promised dinner at the Crashdown.

"Parker! Wyatt! Maria! Look at me! I'm almost flying!"

[identity profile] no-mud-no.livejournal.com 2010-04-24 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh my god, the two of you on sugar." Maria stared at them, then grinned at Parker. "Turn them over to Max and Michael?"

Parker's grin widened evilly. "Definitely. C'mon, guys! Ice cream!"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2010-04-24 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Ice cream! Ice cream!" Wyatt yelled. He was already bouncing enough. Fear, fear the sugar.