^ XDDDD I cracked up so bad. I could see Ynda/Cyril happening!
... even though Ynda has a thing for Nebby, but I've searched through Vera's pictures and Cyril/Ynda could be pretty funny. XD
I guess I could start the RP, if that's okay... ^^
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*RINGGG!*
Elijah: *ten-years-old* GAHHHH!
*up in a flash*
... Hm. *bangs off his digi-clock with his fist*
"Elijah, sweetheart! ^^ You're finally up, great!"
Elijah: *yawns, and stretches* *gets out of bed, and claps his hands*
*suddenly goes down an alien-like tunnel, getting dressed fully -- and grabs a tecno-looking fishing pole*
Elijah: *deoderant, teeth-brushed, exc.* *pops out of the tunnel, back into his room* ... O-O GAH! I'M LATE!!!
*rushes*
(down in the kitchen)
Rachel: *humming, spreading butter on some toast* ^^
Kyra: *cooking up the hot-coco at the counter, near Rachel*
Chyson: Mom, you make the best hot coco outta this universe!
Kyra: *blushes, smiling* Thank you, Chyson. ^//^
Chyson: Anything for ya, Mom! ^^
Rachel: I wonder where Eli--Oh!
Elijah: *rushing throughout the kitchen, grabs the toast from his mother's hand and stuffs it into his mouth* Mm..mmm... *swallows* THANKS, MOM!!! ^^ *grabs Chyson's hand*
Chyson: WHOA!
D-dude!!! I didn't get my hot coco! T-T
Elijah: *CRRRRREEEEEKKKKKK!* ... *rushes back through the kitchen, and grabs two mugs, that are steaming hot with Kyra's homemade recipe of coco* *tosses him a mug and runs out with him* THANKS, AUNT KYRA!
Chyson: *catches it* Ahh... ^^ *takes a sip, but Eli grabs his hand and rush out* W-WHOA!
Rachel: ... *sighs, shaking her head* He's just like his father now days.
Kyra: Which would be a good thing, or a bad thing? ^^
Rachel: Mm... Good. *giggles* ^^
Kyra: *smoothes an ear with her hand, grinning* I know you too well, my dear Rachel.
(LOGO!)
Nigel: *fishing out in the pond, and it is foggy* ^^ *in his 30s* *whistles a tune*
"DAD!"
Nigel: Hm? *opens an eye, and looks* Ah!
There you are. Oversleep again, did we?
Elijah: Uhh... hehe. ^^;;; Maybe... *on the stepping stones, and over to the boat*
Nigel: *sighs, and shakes head* You're just like your mother at times.
Chyson: *enters the boat, grinning* Good thing, or bad thing?
Nigel: ... Good. ^^
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Father-son fishing trips!
I can see Nigel doing it with his son, like he did with Monty.