Twelfth Lotus

[spandexisyouth]

[The writing is messy, he's using a small paintbrush and his paints.]

I can play hide and seek better now!! Come find me!!!


[[ooc: He's been de-aged to a toddler. And is very enthusiastic about being more youthful.]]

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Quicklog!

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

[Bell could do without the green nose, but at least Youth had one too. It was less embarrassing that way, and he could blame Youth for it later. But he hoped it didn't stick around when he was an adult again...]

Mmm. We could try. I'll probably need your help to get the chair to the door.

[The dining-room chairs weren't exactly heavy, normally, but now they were big and awkward. Bell climbed to his feet, toddled over to the chair and gave it a tug. Yeah, he'd need help, or he would end up pulling it down on him as soon as it hit a snag. Wouldn't that be fun.]

Quicklog!

[spandexisyouth]

Okay!

[Youth got up, working on not tripping over his shirt. It was pretty hard to wear this, but it wasn't like he had any other options. Toddling over, he gave the chair a bit of a push. It was going to take all of their combined weight to move this thing. Oh well. It was exercise, even if his body was much weaker than it should be.]

We are going to need to push and pull together. On the count of three?

Quicklog!

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

[He grinned around the chair as he watched Youth try to walk. He looked so silly as a little kid. But once Youth was over, he put his hands on the chair's seat and nodded.]

Right. On three. 1. 2. [It'd take them both, but he began to push the chair towards the door. They'd have to keep it away from the door enough that once they had the knob turned, the chair didn't keep the door closed...but not so far they fell over trying to get to the doorknob. Hm. Being little was difficult.]

Quicklog!

[spandexisyouth]

[Youth stuck his tongue out at Bell. He was being laughed at, he knew it.]

Three! This is not a race, you are still supposed to say three! [There wasn't even winning to this. Why would Bell cheat? But he pushed with all his toddler might. This would take some work, but they could manage it. Bit by bit they scooted the chair toward the door.]

When it is there I want to climb! It is fun!