needsaparrot: (with Bronwyn - wee me)
needsaparrot ([personal profile] needsaparrot) wrote2008-04-27 09:35 pm

MCA0: Sunday Night

No matter how busy a day certain people might have had today (or yesterday, for that matter), at some point after the ice cream, there comes the bedtime. No, really.

[OOC: For the B-word people and eventually someone else. Whose name is not Madrox, Fray, Weasley, Cooper, Blank, Cox, Krevlornswath, or Animal. *waits to see who I forgot*]

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2008-04-28 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
"That's the plan," Bridge admits. "As soon as you're asleep."
notlostyouare: (weebronwyn - concentration)

[personal profile] notlostyouare 2008-04-28 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"But I'm not sleee--yawnnnnnnnnn-psy!"

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2008-04-28 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah?" Bridge says. "Then what was that yaaaawn-noise I just heard coming from somewhere... over... here!" he gives her a poke in the ribs that turns in to a gentle tickle.
notlostyouare: (weebronwyn - bounce)

[personal profile] notlostyouare 2008-04-28 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Eeeheee! It was...was...heeee--- DADDY!" Bronwyn points at Xander through her giggles.

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2008-04-28 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't belieeeeeeve you," Bridge singsongs. "C'mon. I'll go grab Notzilla from your Daddy's room and then we can get you all tucked away in bed, okay?"
Edited 2008-04-28 03:36 (UTC)
notlostyouare: (weebronwyn - exploring)

[personal profile] notlostyouare 2008-04-28 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"But I gots 'zilla and Tedgiraffe!" Bronwyn says, scooting off the bed. "They're in my 'splorin backpack, see?" She runs back with her bag, and pulls out a green stuffed froggie and a fuzzy giraffe, setting them on the pillow.

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2008-04-28 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Okay that's... different. She *hadn't* had them with her last year. He clearly remembers her being confused because both stuffed animals weren't here at Xander's. "Oh," he finally manages to say. "Of course you'd bring them. That was pretty silly of me to forget, huh?"
notlostyouare: (weebronwyn - eyeroll)

[personal profile] notlostyouare 2008-04-28 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Bronwyn nods, noticing her other Daddy making a confused face too, but not thinking much of it. Daddies are confused a lot.

"I always takes them with," she says as Xander walks over with an oversized t-shirt for her to sleep in. "'cuz Aunt Z says you have to haves backup! And I can't make more me's like she can."

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2008-04-28 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Aunt Z is very wise," Bridge agrees, helping her wriggle out of her clothes and in to the pyjama-shirt. "And you're pretty wise for listening to her." Even if whether stuffed animals counted as backup is sort of up for debate- on the other hand, he can't really argue, since that was the exact argument *he'd* used when toting Tedgiraffe around those times he'd turned small.
notlostyouare: (weebronwyn - bad word plz)

[personal profile] notlostyouare 2008-04-28 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I *guess*..." Bronwyn says slowly. Notzilla and Tedgiraffe did look awfully lonely up there on the pillow all by themselves. So she scrambles up on to the bed and under the covers, pulling both of the stuffed animals tight.
notlostyouare: (weebronwyn - concentration)

[personal profile] notlostyouare 2008-04-28 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"M'almost a big kid," Bronwyn points out sleepily, looking expectantly towards her other Daddy for a good-night kiss from *him*. Which he of course provides.

"Night, night, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daaa- zzzzz."

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2008-04-28 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't... I don't even know what to think," Bridge admits, running a hand through his hair nervously. "If going through the portal and coming right back out *did* something, or..." the thought of the portal messing with Bronwyn frankly makes him feel sick to his stomach. Still, he can't quite manage to suppress a yawn of his own as he trails off.
Edited 2008-04-28 04:59 (UTC)

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2008-04-28 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Yours and mine, yeah," Bridge finishes. "She *is*, she's just..." a yawn escapes him then, and he hadn't exactly been lying earlier when he'd told Bronwyn he was 'very sleepy'. "I think maybe we should have this talk when we're a bit more... clear headed?"

[zomg sorry i fell asleeps i suck. uh, we could do new post but i've gotta work all morning so, uh. i dunno!]