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spandexisyouth

Twelfth Lotus

Feb 04, 2010 15:34

[The writing is messy, he's using a small paintbrush and his paints.]

I can play hide and seek better now!! Come find me!!!

[[ooc: He's been de-aged to a toddler. And is very enthusiastic about being more youthful.]]

-bell, *event, ~jade, minininja

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Quicklog? grab_my_bells February 5 2010, 02:15:19 UTC

[The scarf was entirely too big and he was tripping over its length and that of the overlarge tee-shirt he wore, but at least Bell felt covered. He was tiny, just a toddler, too. This was not fair. Everything was off--all movements, etc. He couldn't even talk normally. His tongue felt tied. ((but his mun is lazy about writing it odd)).

It figured Youth would be happy with this... He plopped down beside Youth.]

Don't get any on the floor or beds.

Quicklog! spandexisyouth February 5 2010, 02:30:05 UTC

[His voice was higher pitched and everything was very high up, but Youth was having fun. His tongue poked out of his mouth as he painted.

At Bell's statement, Youth looked around the floor he was laying on.]

None yet! Gonna play! Come on!

Quicklog! grab_my_bells February 5 2010, 02:45:07 UTC

[Bell's face wasn't quite the same expressive as it was when he was older, or the expression would have skeptical rather than pouty.]

No. I don't want to.

...Can't we ...take a nap?

Quicklog! spandexisyouth February 5 2010, 02:48:10 UTC

[Youth stared at Bell.]

No! Sleeping is boring! I want to play hide-and-seek!

Quicklog! grab_my_bells February 5 2010, 02:52:18 UTC

[He smiles, slowly, both eyes scrunching down. It took a while for him to realize he could open that left eye safely... it was no longer red or energy-draining, so now he is keeping it open. It's too difficult to worry about it while little.]

Then, you hide. I'll seek you out. Better start looking for a spot. [He puts his chubby kid hands over his eyes.]

1... 2... 3...

Quicklog! spandexisyouth February 5 2010, 03:31:31 UTC

[He's surprised by the two-eye-scrunch smile. It's cute. But before he can smile about the smile, Bell is counting. Youth bolts for the linen closet, goingg in and climbing on one of the shelves, hiding behind the towels.]

Quicklog! grab_my_bells February 5 2010, 04:31:54 UTC

[Bell's counting trails off around 15. Maybe he will take a nap. He gets up, tottering over to the sofa and tries to pull himself up onto the couch. Not enough arm strength. Hm. And his leg won't reach that high. He pulls on the cushion edges and finally, able to throw a leg up and tumble over, he has his seat.]

[Fluffing the throw pillow, his voice is deadpan.] Oh, where is Youth? He is such a good hider. And so small. I cannot find him.

[He snuggles up on the pillow. Would it be wrong to try reading his book in this form?]

Quicklog! spandexisyouth February 5 2010, 08:02:58 UTC

[Youth can only wait so long. Then he gets bored. Very very bored. And he has paints and towels. Cheerfully Youth pulls the first towel toward himself and begins to decorate it.]

Quicklog! grab_my_bells February 5 2010, 08:17:25 UTC

[Bell isn't as tired as he'd like to think he is. Besides, he's just a tad curious what Youth is up to when he doesn't come out right away. Rolling off the couch, he pads his way around the room a bit, looking under things. They don't have enough tablecloths to really hide in plain view, so Youth must have gotten creative. Bell seems to think he heard noises from the closet earlier.

He peeks in.]

Youth? [He moves a few towels. ...Youth didn't climb, did he? Will the shelves even support both of them? One way to find out. Bell climbs up onto the first shelf he can reach.

Wait, what did he just set his hand in? ...Youth was pottytrained, right? Or...wait. ...Green? He didn't bring the paints with him...did he?]

Quicklog! spandexisyouth February 5 2010, 08:33:01 UTC

[He sees the door open and scoots to the back of the shelf, watching and beaming. It had taken a very long time, but Bell had come looking.

Then the shelf creaked. Youth blinked, pretty sure that was a bad noise. But crouched-down little bodies don't move all that fast, and he hardly had time to un-crouch before the shelf collapsed, dropping them in a pile of towels.]

You broke my hiding spot.

Quicklog! grab_my_bells February 5 2010, 08:50:03 UTC

[Even before Bell could fully get onto the shelf, it was clear this was not among his best ideas...As the shelf broke, he tumbled back and found himself buried on and within a pile of clean, fluffy towels.

And there was paint. Everywhere. Ugh.

He scooted closer to his tiny roommate and poked Youth's nose with a green-paint-covered finger.]

But I found you. I win.

Quicklog! spandexisyouth February 5 2010, 22:40:51 UTC

[Youth un-burrowed his way out of the towels, only to have his nose poked. With a beaming smile he poked Bell's nose back with his own green-covered finger.]

Now you have to hide with a green nose!

[As he half-climbed, half-crawled out of the closet, Youth looked at the main door of the house.]

We could try outside too!

Quicklog! grab_my_bells February 6 2010, 13:49:01 UTC

[Bell wrinkled up his nose at the poke, and then rubbed it with the back of his hand. ...It was not going to come off, was it.

When Youth mentioned the front door, Bell looked. Outside? Outside Youth could probably get into trouble... Then again, it might be fun if they didn't try going to far. As much stumbling and wobbling as this body did, Bell was pretty sure they could...play a decent game of tag or something, maybe. It might be nice to be outside.

One problem.]

The door's closed. How do we reach the doorknob?

Quicklog! spandexisyouth February 7 2010, 03:40:54 UTC

[They had matching green noses. It was only right. For a moment Youth considered wanting to go around and give all their friends green noses, but he dismissed the thought for the minute. There was more fun to be had.

Youth looked over at the door.]

Chair? Then we have to climb on the chair. I do not know how high we can get...

Quicklog! grab_my_bells February 7 2010, 04:02:03 UTC

[Bell could do without the green nose, but at least Youth had one too. It was less embarrassing that way, and he could blame Youth for it later. But he hoped it didn't stick around when he was an adult again...]

Mmm. We could try. I'll probably need your help to get the chair to the door.

[The dining-room chairs weren't exactly heavy, normally, but now they were big and awkward. Bell climbed to his feet, toddled over to the chair and gave it a tug. Yeah, he'd need help, or he would end up pulling it down on him as soon as it hit a snag. Wouldn't that be fun.]

Quicklog! spandexisyouth February 7 2010, 04:15:08 UTC

Okay!

[Youth got up, working on not tripping over his shirt. It was pretty hard to wear this, but it wasn't like he had any other options. Toddling over, he gave the chair a bit of a push. It was going to take all of their combined weight to move this thing. Oh well. It was exercise, even if his body was much weaker than it should be.]

We are going to need to push and pull together. On the count of three?

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