05 | baby butz | action

[thebutz]

Sage, no! Come back!

[How can these kids be so fast?! Larry is chasing after one of his two brand-new three-year-old daughters, who has apparently decided to take after her daddy and paint beautiful masterpieces... On the walls of the castle lobby. She's also managed to stay just out of reach of the out-of-shape Larry so far.]

Nick, help me!

I'd love to, but I'm a little busy!

[Phoenix, on the other hand, is struggling to catch another little girl who has decided that the large staircase is in dire need of some finger painting. He keeps managing to inch close enough to grab her arm, but he's too afraid of hurting her to do that, and so she continues wriggling up the staircase, slowly painting it with a big, blue stripe as she goes.]

Olive… I appreciate your color choice, but you can't paint the stairs...

...you know what, I give up. Paint the walls. [He flops down in a chair and watches as his daughters continue defacing the castle. Come join him, Phoenix!]

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[takethat]

Just... rinse her anyway! She can't sit there with soap in her hair forever!

[He's been following suit, and now that it's his turn to rinse Olive, he reaches for a cup from the nearby sink and dips it into the water, then pours it out over her hair. She looks as though she might also cry at any moment, but she's holding it together a little bit better than the overly-emotional Sage. Still, she whimpers with a pout]

Daddy...

[And Phoenix's heart melts.]

I-it's okay, Olive! S... sweetie! It's just a bath, it's good for you! And it'll be over soon!

[Everything is good and nothing hurts.]

CUTEST THREAD IS CUTEST

[thebutz]

[Larry continues to rinse Sage's hair and body as gently as he possibly can while attempting to comfort her and calm her down. Once he's finished, he lifts her up and holds her close. She's finally stopped crying, and is now snuggling into Larry's chest. He smiles at this and sets her gently down to dry her off and clothe her with freshly wished-up baby clothes. Orange ones. This accomplished, she climbs onto her lap and falls asleep there, thumb in her mouth.]

...Nick...

I want to be a dad forever...

[takethat]

[Phoenix is a little bit behind in his quest to clothe Olive, since she keeps pulling off every article of clothing he puts on her, shouting "NO!" to accent each one. With a little extra struggling, he finally manages to dress her--using the only shirt he could find, which happens to read "Future Lawyer, just like my daddy" and is very likely a product of the castle picking on him.]

I definitely agree with you on that, Larry...

[He eyes Olive, who is sitting placidly on the closed toilet.]



...hey, Olive. Can you say, "Objection!"

[She blinks back as he repeats the question a couple more times, then points her finger just like he is and yells]

Magician!!