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[i]You little shit.....[/i] [b]She silently strokes its hair[/b]
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[b]it laughs and smiles[/b] "He likes you..."
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[b]She continues [/b]
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[b]he giggles and looks up with icy blue eyes[/b]
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"Beautiful eyes..."
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[b]it laughs and reaches for you[/b] "He trusts you..."
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[b]She gently takes its hand[/b]
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[b]it laughs and kicks around a bit, looking at John and Luke [/b] ".... Don't look at us man, she's takin care of ya." [b]he looks back over lovingly[/b]
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[b]She gently rubs its hand[/b]
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"It hates us, you mind keeping him? I would subject him to the torturous life of... Me" [b]he says "me" with a laugh[/b]
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[b]She smiles[/b]
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[b]he laughs and squirms around happily, reaching up at her again[/b]
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[b]She grabs its hand and gently nibbles on its fingers[/b]
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[b]it gives you a confused look[/b]
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[b]She stops and smiles[/b] "I always liked it when my mom did that.."
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"You remember your mom?"
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"Yeah.."
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"I... I don't know what to tell you..."
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"Why is that?"
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"... I'm not a man of words...." [b]the baby looks at him with a look of hate on its face[/b]
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"It hates you..."
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"Definetly, well.. I stole it from its adopted father..."
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"You're its new father" [b]she giggles[/b] "Just kidding"
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"I'm willing... If you can get it to stop clawing johns eyes out" [b]john holds a hand over his eye [/b]
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"Tisk tisk tisk"