rekindleme | A Story and a Song...

Who: Diarmuid Ua Duibhne (

smallspot ) and anyone who wants to run into a cute little kid.
Where: An open grassy area near Building One.
When: 8-19, in the afternoon
Format: Starting in prose, but please use whatever you want to reply!
Summary: There are a lot of fun ways to spend a warm afternoon, though, for a bitty knight the best way to spend it is...training! Oh, and sometimes stopping to sing songs to his 'family.'
Warnings: Cuteness?

For once Diarmuid is using his cloak as something other than a blanket. Right now, he is carefully spreading it out on the grass so that he can set his new toys on it. With him are three small stuffed animals he got at the end of the festival--two adult swans and a baby one.

"Here is the father swan," Diarmuid carefully sets the first of the adult swans onto the cloak--the one he has picked to represent his foster father, Aengus. He then sets the other adult swan next to the first, this one representing his foster mother, Caer, "And here is the mother swan! And here is the baby swan who isn't lost anymore!" The boy sets the baby swan in front of the two adults and then jumps up and claps his hands happily.

"Now the whole family is together again! Watch me, Father! Watch me, Mother! I'll show you what everyone has been teaching me while I've been away!" The boy bows to the toys and then picks his practice sword up off the ground. He takes a few steps away before starting to practice the new sword moves he's been taught by Suzaku and some of the others who have offered to train him.

He knows that the toys aren't really his family, of course, but over the last few days he's been more homesick than usual and talking to them like they are helps for some reason. Once he's practiced for a while, Diarmuid will sit down by the toys for a rest and to sing some happy songs to his 'family.' After a few songs, he will jump up and start practicing again. Diarmuid isn't really paying attention to anything going on around him, but he will be happy to talk to anyone who approaches him and be even happier should anyone decide they want to train along with him.

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How many things do we have to ask him about now?

[He taps his chin, thinking.]

Whether or not whales can fly...does he get headaches...

You said he has lots of strange friends.

[Diarmuid gives Cu Chulainn an excited look.]

I want to ask him about them!

Oh yeah! We'll ask him! We'll ask him all about that! Thanks for remembering for me!

[He gives Diarmuid a big hug.]

You're welcome!

[Diarmuid hugs him back and then moves to start gathering up his things.]

I think we are done practicing for now. Do you want to go see if we can find Lord America? That way we won't forget anything we want to ask him!

Mm-hm! And do we take all of our friends?

[He gestures at the stuffed animals.]

Yes! They will get lonely if we leave them.

[Diarmuid starts to carefully wrap his toys up in his cloak so they are easier to carry.]

Maybe we should leave them in my room and then go look for Lord America? That way they will be safe!

Good idea. Let's put them back in our rooms so they can play together without us.

[He picks up his two toys, one tucked into the crook of each arm.]

Yes! We wouldn't want them to get bored while we are looking either. That would be just as bad a being lonely!

[Diarmuid finishes gathering his toys up and then picks up his practice sword and starts toward back toward Building One.]

I would say we should race, but I don't want to accidentally drop anything.

I know! We can race to see who carries these the longest without dropping anything.

[He hops behind his friend.]

[Diarmuid giggles.]

Is hopping part of the race? A hop race?

Do you want it to be?

It would be more fun than just walking. And we would still be less likely to drop stuff!

[Diarmuid grins and then hops forward.]

Hop! Hop!

Hop hop hop!

[He giggles, hopping up and down behind Diarmuid.]

To Building One!

[Diarmuid motions toward the building the best he can with his hands full.]

Hoppity-hop race, go!

[Cu Chulainn continues bouncing, and almost gets in front of Diarmuid, but then he stumbles and has to take time to keep himself upright. He has to remain after Diarmuid.]

[Diarmuid notices his friend stumble and pauses to make sure he's not hurt.]

Are you okay? Do you need help?

I'm fine! You don't have to help. Hurry up and go or I'll win.

[He starts hopping again.]

Only if I let you win!

[Diarmuid laughs and then starts hopping toward the building again. As he does, he starts singing a silly little song about a frog hopping its way out to the river.]

[Cu Chulainn joins his friend in song, staying always one step behind him.]

[Finally, Diarmuid makes one last big hop and gets to the door of the building. However, instead of going inside, he turns back to his friend with a tired smile.]

I know I said race to my room, but hopping is tiring! Lets walk now, okay?

[He doesn't seem to really notice that he won the race.]

[Cu Chulainn hops up to the door just in time for Diarmuid to suggest walking.]

Okay. We'll walk.

[He stops hopping, and the next second drops both his toys to give Diarmuid a hug.]

And you won the race! Congratulations!

Thank you!

[Diarmuid accepts the hug happily, but seems a little upset when he sees that his friend dropped his toys.]

Oh no! The piggy and the doggy fell!

[And now he's going to try and pick them up even though his hands are very full with his own toys...]

[He turns back to pick their toys up.]

They'll be okay! They just need their friends to kiss their boo-boos.

Yes!

[Diarmuid motions toward the dog and the pig.]

I will kiss them and make it all better! Father does that for me all the time!

[He holds up the dog first.]

Kiss its forehead. That's where its boo-boo is.

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You think we should end it here?

beforetights - 2013-09-15 19:51 (UTC) - Expand

Yep! I was just thinking the same. :-)

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