the little children

[rule_o_wrist]

You’re temporarily turned into a child…what do you do?There was never a shortage of rain when you grew up in a place as lush as Ireland. The MacManus’ might not have been the most well off but they did have the provisions to keep themselves dry and well. Having two young boys and asking them to use rain boots, coats and umbrellas was an entirely

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[sorta_like_711]

As if using a sixth sense, a small Murphy eagerly scampered up to Connor, somehow knowing that his twin wanted him.

"What're ye doin' jus' standin' there?" he asked exhasperatedly. "Yer boring!" And with the word boring he kicked a puddle rougly, sending the rain and mud flying in Connor's direction.

OOC: OMG! This is WAY cuter than mine! I wanna take them both home and give the twins a big ol' hug! <3333

Also, pizza party at the Murphinator's journal! *nudge nudge*

[rule_o_wrist]

Connor looked back at Murph for a second before deciding it just wasn't weird to be stuck as a kid anymore. Before he could say anything a flurry of water and mud slapped him in the face. He blinked and wiped the mud from his face only smearing it across his cheek.

"I'll get ye for that one," he cried as he flung himself at his twin.

ooc: Thanks but it's so not better. XD I'm there!!

[sorta_like_711]

"No ye won't!" Murphy yelled back as he darted sideways. Giggling happily he called over his shoulder as he attempted to run away, "Ye look like yer made o' chocolate with that brown face o' yers!"

OOC: OMG! That icon is soooo cute and soooo Connor! I wanna find lil Murph now!

[rule_o_wrist]

Connor caught himself before he could fall face first into another puddle. "What're ya runnin' for? SCARED?" Connor didn't follow, just sort of danced around in a circle around the nearest puddle making offensive chicken noises and flapping his little arms.

ooc: :D! How about this little guy?

Murph is hard to find!