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waynecymraeg ([info]waynecymraeg) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-04 20:26:00
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Who: Wayne & Rhys, OPEN!!
What: Shopping and meandering
Where: Diagon and Monument Alley
When: Sunday, 10/5, afternoon
Rating: NSFW - Language

He'd meant for them to go to the Caerphilly match, but that was Friday, and well...

Just because "stupid stupidface Rhod" deserved the smack he received didn't mean it was right for Rhys to deliver it. So Friday was punishment night.

(Wayne hated it when he got punishment nights. Three days with Rhys and one of them has to be doing homework and more homework? Ugh.)

Saturday, they went to the Holyhead match (support ALL Welsh teams!) and had a fantastic time, both of them hopped up on sugar and playing Transformers all night.

Sunday morning was chocolate chip pancakes and bacon, as per usual, and the afternoon was wide open, and Rhys had wanted to see Diagon Alley. And, to be fair, he'd never been, was almost eight, and still had only experienced magic at home or Quidditch matches.

Which is why Wayne and Rhys found themselves wandering about Diagon Alley, eating ice cream cones for lunch. Rhys's face was covered in chocolate, so Wayne ruffled his son's hair before smearing a fistful of serviettes across his face repeatedly.

"Fuck's sake, Rhys, is any of it making it to your mouth? You know you'd get away with like, half the shit you already do, if you weren't as cute as you are?"

As a response, Rhys stuck out his tongue and grinned.


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