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July 2007
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Pepik has kidnapped his brother! He also wanted his sister but she is off somewhere doing something he stopped lsitening about halfway through being told. He is bored and requires specific parental attentions.

So he waves bare feet in Paul's face as he calls from his pinpoing.

"Mama! Maaaaaaaaaaaaama! Mamamamamamama! Mama!" Because he's not nearly weird enough, he needs to be as annoying as possible before she even answers the pinpointy device.

Look. At least he's not doing all this naked.


Well, ok. Obviously, the thing for Paul to be doing is to smack his brother's feet away. Or, if that doesn't work, sit on them. Because gross. Feet. "Be MORE annoying, Pepik."


Elizabeth answers her pinpoint, distractedly. "This is Dr Weir."

Pepik's feet are sat on. He wriggles his toes.

"MORE annoying you say?" Instead of answering Elizabeth, he chooses to speak to Paul. "MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA."

Pepik+sarcasm=/= comprehension.

He rooooooollllls his eyes. So put upon is Paul. "She answered, genius."

Elizabeth holds the pinpoint away from her ear until Pepik is done. "Did you want something, Pepik?"

"Yes." Duh.

He makes faces at Paul.

"If you're not careful, your face will get stuck like that."


"What is it?"

"Oh, it will not. Stupid." Pepik is apparently capbable of carrying two conversations at the same time. "Come heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere."

"Sure it will." It totally would. If Paul could do that.

"I'm a little busy -- give me a little while."

"Mama Paul is mean to me. Come make him stop." >:/

"I am not!" Hahaha sure.

"I will be there very soon."

"What'cha doin'?" :3? Pepik tries to get his feet free of the MEAN BROTHER.