Frankie was deposited on the bottom step in a Cobra Starship t-shirt, some luridly bright plastic sunglasses, and with his wings almost vibrating with excitement and sugar.
Kevin handed the hyperactive pre-teen off to his brothers and went to find Mike. "Gabe's on our side now, right? So we can't kill him for winding Frankie up?"
Mike kissed his cheek. "That's just Gabe's way of saying he cares."
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Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-24 07:12 am (UTC)Kevin handed the hyperactive pre-teen off to his brothers and went to find Mike. "Gabe's on our side now, right? So we can't kill him for winding Frankie up?"
Mike kissed his cheek. "That's just Gabe's way of saying he cares."