[I blame the kid meme on DDD so much, gdit. OPEN RL~]

[notabritishfrog]

[And here would be a teenage lad wandering around the premises of London, looking annoyed and huffing once or twice, before pacing. He's wandered off from his parents, since they're arguing again, and like bloody hell he wants to be anywhere near those two when they fight. In his wandering, he's been transported to here, and is looking more grouchy

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I ALSO WHOLE-HEARTEDLY BLAME KID MEME.

[epistubbornly]

[This must be the "kids from alternate universes" nexus or something, because Isabel's in the same position. Well, actually, her parents aren't arguing. But she was in London visiting her Dad, and now she's somehow managed to wander into this slightly more sane version of London without realising.

Just in time to hear him shouting, too. She turns at the sound and tilts her head in puzzlement.]

What's the problem?

[notabritishfrog]

[He whirls at that, a scowl slightly still on his face.]

Mon pèrè are fighting, again. They always do this and it's a pain in my ass whenever it happens. Wandered off to get away from them, and now I can't find them.

[And he'll shuffle a little and kick another stone. Forgive him, Isabel, he's not usually this grumpy. He just hates it when his dads fight in public.]

[epistubbornly]

[She... cannot really sympathise since her dads get on, but she looks a combination of a little >:-face for him and a raised eyebrow of humouring him.] I'm sorry. London's a big city, though, you'd probably be better off if you called them than trying to find them.

[And then something else occurs to her.] Are you French or something?

[notabritishfrog]

Well, at least one isn't hard to find- I mean, he practically knows wherever I am when I'm here.

[He shrugs, not really bothered about being lost. He just wants to be in a place without them arguing, really.

But at the mentioning of being French, he cocks an eyebrow and smirks.]

Un pètit, mademoiselle. My father is. The other's English.

[torn_betweentwo]

[What a funny coincidence. Connor was just thinking of going to see his brother when he comes across this kid. Not a clue who the hell he is though. :'D Pardon him for taking a drink from the flask he carries everywhere before speaking though.]

Your family gets into rows too? Welcome to the club.

[notabritishfrog]

More like whenever they see each other, they fight. It's annoying and bête, but they haven't changed at all.

[Growl, huff. He's frustrated. >:T]

[torn_betweentwo]

Some are like that, especially Francis and my brother. Now that's a sight to see.

[...hold the phone a second, there's a word in there he doesn't understand, but he's heard it a time or two over the years] Hang on, you French or something?

[notabritishfrog]

[LOL IRONY AT FRANCIS AND ARTHUR ARGUING. That's getting a cocked eyebrow. And a confused look. You and he are bffs in his universe, Mr. North Ireland.]

...Connor, you know who you're talking to, right? Whatever kind of joke this is, it's not funny.

[pledged_to_me]

[She's sitting on the railing of a bridge he passes over, watching him go by her]

Have you thought about telling them that, lad? Parents tend to have thick skulls when it comes to their wee ones and arguments.