[ Yamamoto is sitting on the couch in the living room, newspaper in hand and reading glasses perched on his nose. He was thankful for the fact that it was the MLB's off season right now, which allowed him to stay home with his kids and husband, for once. He rubs idly at his chin, checking on his watch every now and then. Spanner was supposed to be
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Spanner! I thought you'd never come, haha!
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[Explanations can wait though, because it's time for an awesome MANLY HUG. He thumps Yamamoto on the back, and when he pulls away he's grinning lazily around the lollipop stick in his mouth.]
How are you? I haven't seen you in ages.
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[ He laughs, backing up to let Spanner in.]
I'm good, as usual, haha! How about you? You were the one who had to fly all the way here!
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Nice place... uh - yeah, I needed to come down here anyway for some stuff, so I didn't mind.
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[ Have a Jirou jumping up at your knees. ]
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Hey Jirou.
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Aw, c'mon boy, no hogging my friend.
[ Yamamoto laughs, watching as Spanner scratched him. ]
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Energetic as ever, aren't you?
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[ He ushers for the dog to run over to fetch the kids, which Jirou obliges with a happy bark before running off. Yamamoto looks back up, grinning widely at his bro. ]
I'm glad you could make it, Spanner. I've missed you - it's been so long, after all.
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I know. It's great to see you again, I missed you too.
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[ Bro punch to arm =3= And at that moment, Jirou runs in with a bark, tail wagging as he goes right back to licking Spanner. ]
Oh - that must mean the kids are coming.
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[He's heard of these kids, but never seen them. Jirou licks his ankle desperately, so he crouches back down and returns to rubbing his knuckles over the dog's head gently.]
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This little devil here is Tryphosa, [ Yamamoto starts, pressing a small kiss against ebony curls. ] and this is Feliciano.
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It's nice to meet you two.
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"Candy!" she gurgled, green eyes wide and bright as she pointed to the lollipop in Spanner's mouth.
Feliciano was much quieter, however, pressing himself close to Yamamoto's leg as he stared up at the tall, blond stranger. He mumbles a small "Nice to meetcha", looking bashful as he grips onto Yamamoto's hand, his other hand fiddling with the fabric of his pants. ]
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