Don't say I never get yeh owt

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Connor always was the first one to get up. Even on days when he didn't have to get up, but Murphy did, he still found that he couldn't stay in bed once his retarded twin had slept through the second alarm. The only days that hadn't always been true were Christmas and birthdays, but as they got older and presents got less exciting the motivation for

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Omfg!! <3<3<3 Is it weird that I am as excited as I was one my real bday? X3

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Murphy groaned, shoving Roller Derby away from his chest before turning on his spot, ready to go back to catch the little sleep he would probably be getting for the day.

But the kitten was too excited playing with her new toy, that big red bow with newly shredded edges. She bounced, rolled and trashed her paws around, eventually poking Murphy on the face, granting him a little scratch on the cheek. "Oh, fuck off." He rubbed the wound, his eyes finally opening as he turned on his back again.

Connor was towering over him, looking expectant. It didn't take long before Murph' granted him a knowing smile.

"Happy birthday, brother."

LOL!!! No, not at all! We both know muses love presents too! XD

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Connor was always more patient, and he knew that once Murphy was properly awake the presents wouldn't stay wrapped up for long, even if he had gotten carried away with the sellotape. He chuckled to himself watching the kitten flip and turn over herself chasing the ends of the ribbon like she was a battery operated ragdoll.

"Happy Birthday, brother." He echoed back, sitting down on the edge of the mattress, next to him.

Specially muses that behave like 5 year olds. \o/

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Snickering, Murphy pushed himself up to a sitting possition, stretching his arms to wrap them around his brother and give him a heart-felt hug.

But it didn't take long before he placed his eyes on the many packages placed all over the bed. "Fuck, Con'. Yeh outdid yerself this year!"

Connor had always been the thoughtful one when it came to presents, something that was truly hard to live up to every year. Every present usually had some meaning behind it.

"Yeh even got Roller somethin'!" He pointed out.

I don't think I have a muse that doesn't love presents, even the ancient ones, though

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Roller tumbled from where she was playing on Murphy's chest as he sat up, but it didn't seem to bother her in the slightest as he carried on pouncing and rolling over the blanket. For a moment, be was between the brother's shared hug, then she was out and pouncing on Murph's back.

"Wait 'til yeh open them...." He grinned, pressing a kiss to his twin's temple. It was going to be funny, at least.

"Aye well..." He watched as the kitten made a fast tapping run at the end of the ribbon flapping in front of her, before running into the heavier gift bag. "... It was meant ta be decoration..."