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[favouredson]

Bella had the foals. Turns out I was a little off in my guesses as to what they'd look like:

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[slobberymongrel]

I bought a new broom today. One of the russian imports. Care to have fly later, or will you be too busy playing farmer?

[favouredson]

I am not a farmer. I suppose that doesn't sound terribly unpleasant, though I'm sure you'll find a way.

[slobberymongrel]

Are you quite sure? You have an awful lot of hoofed animals about. I could purchase you one of those straw hats, if you like.

Don't be so whiney all the time. It'll be loads of fun. This model isn't even legal in England.

[favouredson]

Only the horses and unicorn are hoofed. Manticores and chimaera have lion feet.

[slobberymongrel]

Is this becoming a hobby? Dreadful.

[favouredson]

The independently wealthy need something to do to keep them occupied...

[slobberymongrel]

The company of their siblings? I'm back from Switzerland now.

[favouredson]

Persistent, aren't we? Fine, fine. I'll keep the chimaera and manticore (and Bella) from attacking you if you'd like to stop by.

[slobberymongrel]

Don't be a tit. I haven't seen you for ages, you've gone and become all outdoorsy while I was away and it sounds awful. I bet you haven't even left your property once since I've been gone.

[favouredson]

I would hardly go so far as to say 'outdoorsy'.

[slobberymongrel]

I bet you chop wood and make birdhouses and collect pinecones and all sorts of grotesque things that Weasleys do for fun.

[favouredson]

You take that back before I never speak to you again.

[slobberymongrel]

We've only been talking for a half hour and you've already threatened me with that twice!

[favouredson]

It's not my fault you are obnoxious.

[slobberymongrel]

Its not my fault you're a sulky, unpersonable arse. I have to work very hard at talking to you sans hexing.

[favouredson]

Self-control. Congratulations, that's an accomplishment for you!