[dictated]

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *carrying journal around and it is folded over arm open, with the stuffed animal under the other*]

One. Two.

[knock, knock]

Can you help me move Father's present to his door? You both helped find it and I wanted to have us all wish him a ... belated Father's Day with it. Though, [sad look down] it is harder to paint a portrait. I wanted it all to be ready now.

Do you think he'll mind?

[knock, knock]

Comments

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

But I thought -- is it?

[going back to unanswered question]

Is that a special name that you gave Father like how Murphy is 'Fangs?'

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

Yes, that's a special name for him. Just like fangs.

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

Could you not do it anymore?

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

Why?

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

It ... makes my chest hurt.

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

Your CHEST hurt?! That's....strange. But I'm sorry, little bird, I can't stop.
It is..his name to me...

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

But...

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

Listen...I just can't...and I'm sorry.
I'm gonna bring the throne down now. You have anything you want to send with it?

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

[continue sad look down, long pause]

Me?

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

Oh...you're going too? Okay well...I guess ....hmmmm what would be the easiest way to.....

Okay...do you mind sitting on the throne? I need to be able to touch both of you to transport you.

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

I couldn't do that ever.

This is Father's.

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

...alright, alright. It's okay. I can just..change forms. Hold on a moment.

[popping sound]

Alright then. That's better.

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

Hold onto what?

[head tilt]

Is it, then why aren't you like that all the time?

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

[a small laugh]
It's not Always better. It's just better in certain situations like this one.

[insert friendly smile]
Ready to go?

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

All right. What other situations are there? [head tilt]

Yes. I want to see Father. [insert hug of stuffed animal]

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

Weeeelll say I wanted to fit into a really small space for some reason or another. That smaller form would be more suitable for that situation.

[wink and holding out of her hand]

Alright take my hand then close your eyes. It'll feel a little weird and tingly but it'll be okay, I promise.

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

Why would you have to be in a really small space? [blink]

All right. [not worried, close eyes and takes hand]

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

[aaand they're there]

There we go. You can open your eyes now.

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

All right. [does so]

Father -- oh, he's not here.

I'll wait.

It was very kind of you to bring this to his room. [nod]

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

[wink]
not a problem. Need anything else?

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

No.

Just about Father's special name...

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

[soft laugh]
If you're jealous, please don't be. It isn't...an endearment. It is just something different that I call him. I have a problem inside that makes me need to call most people by different names.

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

I don't know if I am jealous.

Well... that's good.

I see. That's what you lost.

[notsomuchakitty.livejournal.com]

No. It has been like that for a long time. When I was younger I could call people by their real names but as I got older something happened inside of me that makes it hurt to call people by their true names much of the time.

[fragmentedangel.livejournal.com]

[head tilt]

I don't understand.