14th Slice

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[A small child  is searching through the bedroom, pulling over whatever he can reach, turning on the device in the process.]

Biney?  Where're you?  Biney?  Mommy?

[He is increasingly frantic and close to crying.]

I can't find you.  An' I dunno where I am.  Biney!

[ooc:  All replies assumed voice.  Dexter is very tiny and does not know how to

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[Big brother to the rescue, having heard Dex calling him. He's been here before-- sort of-- at least, the apartment seems faintly familiar, and he's not in nearly that much of a panic.]

I'm here. It's ok!

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With big brother around, things are a lot less scary, even if he's still really confused.

Where's here?

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I dunno.

[He looks perplexed, chewing childishly on his lower lip, trying to remember something he doesn't remember.]

Babysitter's?

[It's as good a guess as anything. Even if it's wrong, he figures Dex will feel better having an answer to his question.]

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[Dex mulls on this a bit. Maybe they got dropped off while he was sleeping.]

Ok. Is there juice?

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[He ponders that for a moment.]

Probably.

[Juice, after all, is one of the basic essentials of life, why wouldn't there be some?]

C'mon, let's find the kitchen

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[He follows Biney out of the unfamiliar room. Kitchens are good places.

Maybe cookies.

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[He beams down at his little brother as they wander out into the hall.]

Maybe! Ooh.

[Kitchen sighted, he heads on over to the fridge to see what their choices are. This may well involve dragging a chair over.]

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[Dex vaguely remember that the last time they got unleashed in the kitchen without supervision there had been trouble. But the thing with those bowls had totally been an accident.]

Can I help?

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[There's juice. It's a little too high. Brian lets the door fall shut, and glances around. After a minute he points towards the table.]

Help me move that chair?

[Dex will not be doing much of the lifting, needless to say. But he can help if he wants.]

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[Dexter is big! He can move the chair! Sort of. He can pull at it a bit, at least.]

I can do it. I can.

[Well, maybe not on his own.]

& action // should i ping our babysitter to tag in on this soon? >D

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[The boys manage, together, to wrestle the chair over, and Brian clambers up, awkwardly wrestling the door open and perusing the contents of the fridge.]

Orange? Or apple?

& action // yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees

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[He considers very solemnly. Orange juice is good in the morning but apple is good with cookies, and maybe they will find cookies somewhere.]

Apple.

& action // sob this is what happens when i forget to track. sorry guys. ilu. T_T

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[Brian looks up from his refrigerator diving, hand on a bottle of apple juice. He doesn't at all look troubled-- after all, he's definitely old enough to do this kind of thing. It doesn't occur to him that the glasses in the cabinets are probably completely out of reach. Foresight has never been his strong point.]

Who're you?