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Post by Race on Jan 23, 2012 0:37:41 GMT -5
"We had women?" Max asked, he laughed, watching his brother run around the room hunting the horses, "Well what if dey ate the horses?"
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 23, 2012 0:47:51 GMT -5
Terrence's eyes went wide. "Dey can' do that! If dey ate my horses I'll.... I'll... I'll scalp 'um!" he said, pulling out a knife he'd taken from the kitchen. He didn't know what "scalp" meant, but he knew it had something to do with a knife.
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Post by Race on Jan 23, 2012 0:51:47 GMT -5
Max rolled his eyes, snatching the knife away from him, "Gimme that.." he said, laughing, "You can scalp 'em with an invisible knife, den they won't see it comin'!" he slipped out the door to put the knife back up, he went into the tiny kitchen, opening the drawer the silverware was in, it jammed, he pulled, him and the drawer went everywhere. Max's eyes widened, watching the door of his dad's room, it opened, Max's hands went immediately to his ears as his dad came storming in there yelling at him for making too much noise. Max slipped back into the room with Terrence, a new bruise on his arm where Damon had shook him for the accident, "So...ya found the horses yet?" he asked quietly like nothing happened.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 23, 2012 1:02:43 GMT -5
"No, they hid 'um real good!" Terrence said, looking around. He crawled under the bed, legs sticking out. After disappearing underneath it for a moment, he crawled back out with a box. The box was his, he hid things in there that he found all over the place that appealed to him. He opened the box up and the first thing on the top was a picture of their mother. He stared at it, forgetting about the horses for a moment. "Max...when's Mommy comin' back?" he asked, not understanding the concept of death at his age. He had just been told that his mother was 'gone'.
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Post by Race on Jan 24, 2012 15:56:02 GMT -5
Max sighed, he'd had to explain it to him a million times, "She...she ain't gonna come back kid," he sat down next to his brother, smiling a little at him, "Ya can't come back from Heaven." he added, he'd explained Heaven to him for forever, hoping it clicked, he kept listening for their dad to start up again but he must have passed out on the lounger in the living room.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 24, 2012 23:02:30 GMT -5
"Don' be sad," Terrence said, looking at his brother. "Heaven's happy i'nnit? We could visit her...I don't mind not comin' back, honest..."
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Post by Race on Jan 24, 2012 23:13:14 GMT -5
"Spot ya don't just visit Heaven," Max said, "Ya can't visit it until your done here." he didn't know how to explain to a three year old all this, he was just six himself.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 25, 2012 0:09:42 GMT -5
"Oh..." Terrence looked down at the picture again, then tucked it back into his box. The feather he had tucked into his hair so that he could be an indian fell out. He put it back in, putting his box back in its 'hiding place'. "I got horses t'find. Wanna help me find 'um?"
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Post by Race on Jan 26, 2012 23:55:47 GMT -5
Max laughed, "Sure...where'd ya last see 'em?"
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 27, 2012 0:12:54 GMT -5
"Uhhh....." Terrence thought for a long moment. "I can' remember. Let's go outside an' look!" He jumped up and disappeared from the room.
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Post by Race on Jan 31, 2012 21:39:58 GMT -5
Max ran after his brother, tiptoeing past their dad's room, not wanting to wake him up. He followed him out the door of the apartment, "Terrence wait up!" he yelled once he was earshot out of their level.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 31, 2012 22:34:59 GMT -5
"Ya gotta hurry Max! Thuh cowboys is gettin' away!" Terrence called over his shoulder.
(( *slightly twitches at Spot's little boy grammar* >.> ))
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Post by Race on Feb 16, 2012 11:37:58 GMT -5
((HE'S ITTLE ^O^ I WANNA HUG EET Kayla he's just three XD He dun know tings yet.))
Max just shook his head and ran after his brother, not wanting him to get lost in the alleyways again and get brought home by a newsie again, he'd really gotten it for that. He finally caught up with the fast moving little three year old and crouched down next to him, "Which way did they go?" he pretended to look up and down the sidewalk for theiving cowboys.
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Post by Brooklyn on Feb 18, 2012 1:36:26 GMT -5
((I KNOW! He is cute I know he's just little XD I think Mrs. Thornton did this to me >.> Max is cute too though! He's such a good brother! ^-^ )) Terrence looked right and then left. "DAT WAY!" he said, running off to the left and flailing a little like he was fighting invisible people.
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Post by Race on Feb 18, 2012 1:58:52 GMT -5
Max just laughed to himself and followed his brother, pulling him back when he nearly ran face first into some lady and her basket, then he nearly ran into a produce stand.
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