George Weasley (all_ears) wrote in afic, @ 2011-07-06 23:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: alicia spinnet, character: george weasley, player: dea, player: sarah |
Who: George Weasley, Natalie, and Alicia Spinnet
What: Friends! La la la la.
When: Wednesday, July 6, 2005
Where: Visiting Alicia at work
Rating: There are kids involved. Well, one kid, and she's George's, but it still counts.
Status: In progress
"Where are we going again?" Natalie chirped, skipping beside her dad as they drew closer to Alicia's work.
"Picklehead, you just want me to say it again," he said with a little smirk, tugging on her hand playfully.
"No I don't," she sing-songed, but it was evident by the look on her face that she did. George laughed and turned, quite suddenly, scooping her up and holding her over his shoulder.
"Picklehead! Picklehead!
We're going to see Auntie Al!
Auntie Al! Auntie Al! Hoot hoot?
Now owl, Auntie Aaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllll," he sang, Natalie squealing and gripping George's shoulders tightly. George shifted her a bit and somehow managed to get her sitting on his shoulders. She pressed her palms tightly to his forehead, pretending to use it as a steering wheel.
"Go left, Daddy!" she squealed, recognizing the familiar turn. George obliged, a smile warming over his face. This Daddy word was surprisingly potent... better than a drug, really. It had his heart racing, and a smile on his face, and he wanted to hear her say it again.
Arriving at Alicia's work, George tapped on the toe with his foot, while Natalie drummed on his head.
"Batty Daddy, Batty Daddy,
Can't find his wand.
Not under his bed,
but on his head,
he's turning into a blonde!" He'd helped her with the lyrics, all their songs were the same tune and she memorized them with ease. He'd actually taught her a couple of knew words with the songs—she know knew immune and baboon. That had been a fun song.