Blanket Forts and Pillow Fights

all our lives i watched you search beneath the fallen skies

Glancing towards Ronin with a sappy but unabashed look of love, the alchemist hummed a note of agreement as whiskers spread out across his lips to brush softly against Aoife's plump cheeks. She cackled happily, her fingers trying to suss out the source of the sudden tickles. "I am but a humble servant." Remi said, all the while dexterously avoiding having his whiskers plucked. "Architect, dragon and lion tamer, heart stealer.." Shrugging happily and continuing to magically assist with the fort-building, Remi couldn't recall a time when his heart had been so full.

"Flying" Aoife towards Phoebe, the starry-eyed girl babbled her answer in happy and complete phrases of absolute jibberish, that nonetheless Remi nodded sagely along with. "Yes, that is a very good point." He agreed. "I do think daddy should go bring us those drinks. As you say, this is all very hard work." The alchemist cooed into Aoife's full head of dark curls, before shooting Ronin a grin over his shoulder.