A park in Roswell, April 24th

[izzyalienqueen]

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!"

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[blessed_twice]

"Girls are stupid," Wyatt said, making a face. "Kittens and puppies are better. Or a dragon!"

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At some point (hopefully Monday) Isabel was going to ask Wyatt his opinion on girls once more. Hopefully he'd have a better answer. But for now, Kitten Isabel was content to nibble on Parker's chin.

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"No dragons," Parker said, finally getting as serious as Maria. "And no more kittens for any longer. I will tell on you to everyone we know, Wyatt. You know I will."

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt pouted. And glared at Parker. And pouted some more. But he waved his hand, and suddenly Parker had an armful of wee!Isabel.

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"Parker!" Isabel exclaimed, wrapping her arms around Parker's neck, possibly just a little too tightly. "That was fun!"

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"Yeah? Glad to hear it, Is-a-bel." Parker winced, then hugged her friend back, while glaring at Maria, who was snickering. "Time to get down, though. And say thank you to Wyatt." For what, she left unspoken.

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"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she sing-songed. "Can we go home and have ice cream now? Pleeeeease?"

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"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!"

[blessed_twice]

"Ice cream! Ice cream!" Wyatt yelled. He was already bouncing enough. Fear, fear the sugar.