mayfield_rpg

[scarredglasses]

[A - Action - Park]
[It's been a few weeks since Harry arrived in town and he's enjoying the idea of having an older brother as well as a family that doesn't keep in him in a cupboard. He has his own bedroom and everything! So today he's out in the park, just realising what it means to be happy.]

[B - Action - 754 Partridge Drive]
Um...Akira? [He was still getting used to having people he can ask for help.] Do you think you could help me with my homework?

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[theboywiththebook]

[And it's looking like Harry's kite is beating Henry's, because MAN is that a lot of wind Harry's getting for his kite. He must be pretty lucky, and not magical.]

[scarredglasses]

[Magic got taken away, right? But somehow Harry's kite ends up in the sky before Henry's and he slowly stops running.]

I won! [Which was also something new for him.]

[theboywiththebook]

[It did, unless he regained it somehow.

Henry's finally gets up there in the sky, but after Harry's.]

Well, I'll win next time. [It's harmless but hey, it's fun.]

[scarredglasses]

[That's true.]

Yeah. I was just lucky this time.

[The kites look good up there together, just like Henry and Harry make a great pair on the ground.]

[theboywiththebook]

Who knows? Still, it was pretty fun.

[Yup, bros and friends for life. Henry kind of pulls his kite slightly in the air to make it bump into Harry's. KITE BATTLE!]

[scarredglasses]

Yeah. Never had so much fun in my life!

[And it wasn't an exaggeration. Harry pulls his own kite in response, not backing down from the playfight.]

[theboywiththebook]

I know what you mean!

[Henry's friendless at home too, Harry. So now the kites are doing battle in the air? Who will win this battle of good vs...er good?]

[scarredglasses]

[Harry lets Henry win this one, since he won the race, and has to run a little way to let his kite go back in the air. But he doesn't mind. It's all good fun.]

[theboywiththebook]

[WOO HOO He won! Henry will kind of jump up and down a little bit as he pulls his kite through the sky.]

So Harry, you never talk much about your home munch. What was it like?

[scarredglasses]

Oh...[Well that kind of killed the mood.] Not as good as here.

[Harry pulls on the kite to initiate a rematch, hoping to change the subject.]

[theboywiththebook]

[Oops. Sorry, Harry. He's just curious.]

I wouldn't say Mayfield's that great...but I guess it can be true sometimes.

[It wasn't bad all that much but when it was bad, it was bad.

Though kite fighting as started again as he brings his kite towards Harry's.]

[scarredglasses]

[Harry shrugged, not wanting to get into it as he started battling with Henry's kite again. He was finally away from Dudley and his cupboard and he didn't really want to remember it so soon.]

[theboywiththebook]

[He can relate Harry, if he was asked these questions he probably wouldn't want to talk about his mom back home either.]

What do you want to do after kites? We can go get ice cream or something.

[scarredglasses]

[Harry nodded.] Ice cream sounds great, Henry.

[theboywiththebook]

Great, it'll be my treat than.

Thankfully they don't use the milkman's dairy stuff for it.

[scarredglasses]

Even better!

Yeah...[Harry remembered the warnings about the milkman as he tugged on his kite, enjoying the freedom.]