Well, ignoring for one thing that I cannot actually have children due the the ever-present state of anatomic impairment... Et cetera et cetera, all of humanity as God's children
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Giggling and laughing happily with nary a care in the world -- or a single stitch of clothing -- three year old Robin Gamgee streaked past the Metatron.
"Hullo Mizr Meddatron!" he giggled as he ran by in the altogether, brown curls bobbing and chubby hands waving.
"Nopes!" said Robin happily, his broad hobbit feet padding along happily through the grass. He threw wide his little arms as if to hug the breeze and giggled. "It tickles!"
"Well, would you at least like a drink? That running must be thirsty work." Not that the nudity bothers the angel. He remembers back when Adam and Eve still went around with leaves in their hair- and not accidentally.
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"Hullo Mizr Meddatron!" he giggled as he ran by in the altogether, brown curls bobbing and chubby hands waving.
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And reappeared alongside him.
"Not cold, are we?"
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Brought someone to visit you. Two someones, actually.
*smiles and hurries off; she returns shortly, carrying her twin babies*
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