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Tweak says, "Hail to the Peanut Butter God!"

Josh Foley (fatedtouch) wrote in tensor,
@ 2011-05-16 20:03:00

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josh_foley, sam_guthrie, tj_darkhoelme

Sam (and a couple of Kindergartners) [Backdated to Saturday 5/14]
Josh was still reeling from being handed the Nagyvary. Sure he had owned instruments before that had cost a few thousand and maybe his entire collection was worth a couple more, but to have a single instrument be worth so much was highly unnerving. Kevin was helping him cope, and he was getting more comfortable with handling it, but he still felt compelled to carry it around everywhere for its safety and his own peace of mind.

As it was Saturday, he was on his own. By his own contract damned to spend it alone. And as it was a beautiful day out, he'd decided to take a walk. The Nagyvary sidling along for the ride.

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tensor_mods
2011-05-17 05:50 am UTC (link)

"YAAAAY!" She didn't even bother climbing down off Sam's shoulder, just flipped down tot he ground and landed in a crouch next to Lew, her tail swaying along the ground behind her for a heartbeat before she popped back up to her feet and all three kids joined hands and started in on something that could only charitably be called dancing. There was no question they were enjoying themselves, though, and Sam grinned at Josh over their heads, his own foot tapping in time with the music.

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fatedtouch
2011-05-17 06:04 am UTC (link)

It was no secret Josh loved children. He habitually spent time at the elementary school, he visited every pediatric center and NICU at every hospital he went to, he'd stop into clinics when he had free time, and he paused to indulge them often. It was no small secret either that children tended to love Josh back.

It had been a while since Josh had spent any time with the kids on campus. He used to visit at least two to three times a week if not daily. He'd bring his violin and play. Or join them in their games. Occasionally healing an owie or two, even superficial and non-existent ones. But with the mess his life had become, he hadn't wanted to expose them and had kept his distance.

Being back with them again was like walking into his mother's kitchen. Warm and secure and welcoming. He shifted his stance and redirected the tune to one of TJ's personal favorites, as it was ideal for spinning until dizzy. Thankfully the campus was covered in thick, healthy grass, which made it all the more enjoyable a pasttime for them.

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tensor_mods
2011-05-17 06:16 am UTC (link)

They spun together and apart and together again, joining hands and letting go, staggering almost drunkenly then regaining their balance and the beat. And through it all there was high pitched laughter and occasional sing-song attempts to create lyrics to go with the music. When Josh switched to one of TJ's personal favorites she cheered at the top of her lungs, and the twins joined her even though they didn't actually know what the cheering was for. Then suddenly little hands were grabbing Sam's, tugging insistently, and he laughed and obligingly swung TJ, and then Annie as well, up into his arms to spin them round and round and round to the music while Lew chased after.

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