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Post by Racetrack on Oct 5, 2011 21:49:19 GMT -5
"That was just the once," Race protested, "and that stuff was ridiculously strong, Rae. I think Your Guy spiked it with something." He took the wine and sipped it, grinning at Sean. "This is the yummy stuff you don't get to try till you're a lot older, except at Communion."
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Post by raven on Oct 5, 2011 21:51:45 GMT -5
Raven laughed and Sean wiggled a little, getting comfortable in Race's arm. Raven sat down in the chair next to Racetrack and sipped her own glass of wine.
"Thanks for coming, I was really gonna loose it." She said with a sigh.
Raven lifted up another card for Sean, "this is a king, a really good card."
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Post by Racetrack on Oct 5, 2011 22:03:38 GMT -5
"Any time," Race said, and meant it. "I don't wanna lose you now that you're a mom and everything. If I can't have drunken adventures and hustling at the Turtle Dove, I'll take dirty diapers and gambling with a three-day-old any day." He poked Sean's nose. "And I'll bet you could beat me too, huh, kid?"
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Post by raven on Oct 5, 2011 22:39:25 GMT -5
Sean did it again, he let his mouth slip into a smirk as he looked up at Race.
"You're better with him than Spot is," Raven said with a smile. "Don't you worry, give me a few weeks to get into the swing of things and I'll be back boozing and gambling before you know it....well maybe not so much." She shrugged.
((Race is apparently the baby whisperer))
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Post by Racetrack on Oct 5, 2011 22:49:51 GMT -5
((Haha, love it ;D))
"Don't tell Spot that," Race advised. "He's already mad at me 'cause I finally 'fessed up about the teddy bear." He looked around thoughtfully, bouncing Sean on his knee. "Speaking of which..."
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Post by raven on Oct 6, 2011 8:01:20 GMT -5
"Oh, it's Sean's now." Raven said with a laugh. "Don't worry I fixed him, put some more stuffing in there, sewed up the holes." She got up slowly, yes she was still sore and went into the bedroom to get it. She brought the bear out to Race.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 6, 2011 10:56:54 GMT -5
Spot flung the door to their apartment opened and almost gasped when he saw the bear Rae holding.
'really? Just bring it out for the world to see,' he said tiredly 'heya Race,' he said grumpilyz
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Post by raven on Oct 6, 2011 11:11:47 GMT -5
"Oh come on, it's Racetrack...you're in a great mood," Raven said and waved the bear at Sean.
Sean turned to look at his father and blinked before looking back at the bear. The bear was friendlier.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 6, 2011 11:13:37 GMT -5
Spot sighed and sat on the couch rubbing his temples, 'if only I could go back to being a baby again,' he whined.
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Post by raven on Oct 6, 2011 11:16:37 GMT -5
"Awww poor Spot," Raven said and rolled her eyes before getting up and gently placing herself in his lap. She kissed him softly.
"Race instantly got Sean to be quiet...by teaching him poker." She kissed him on the cheek then. "You hear it? Quiet." She whispered into his ear.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 6, 2011 11:24:29 GMT -5
Spot closed his eyes as he took in the quiet, 'it's amazing. I think we've found a new babysitter,' he joked.
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Post by raven on Oct 6, 2011 11:30:19 GMT -5
"Most definitely," She rested her head on Spot's shoulder and smiled.
"Hear that Race? You're our first choice babysitter."
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Post by Racetrack on Oct 6, 2011 13:32:43 GMT -5
"Just what I've always wanted," Race grumbled, but it was just for show. He obviously loved spending time with his godson. "Spot, how exhausting can a toy factory actually be?"
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Post by raven on Oct 6, 2011 13:47:56 GMT -5
"Not nearly as exhausting as a screaming three day old infanct," Raven said with a smirk, she let her hand tenderling rub the back of Spot's neck. "So Spot's awake half the night and then works all day."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Oct 6, 2011 13:51:01 GMT -5
'exhausting as shit,' Spot said, rubbing his temples-a habit he had formed recently. It relaxed him. 'you aint actually playin poker with real money are ya?' that was the last thing he needed.
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