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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 29, 2005 19:00:43 GMT -5
Ebin thought about it, "Your parents were young when they had Marcus, right?" Ebin's mother and father were both very young. They had conceived Ebin when they were only 18 and 21 years old. Ebin had been a little package of love but neither one of his parents seemed to regret. They married and Ebin's mother continued school when his father worked hard to keep the family a float. Ebin did have that itching feeling that his own relationship would end up like parents. It may have been just dandy at first, but sadly things ended in ashes. Ebin's family was split, one in California, one in London.
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Post by snailo on Aug 31, 2005 6:15:29 GMT -5
"What?" Faye slipped slightly from her seat. "Marcus?" She frowned immediately and eyed Ebin with a shifty eye (<--lol). "Well...his parents had him young. However they failed to bring him up properly." She said bitterly with a hint of sarcasm. Even though she knew Ebin very well, she still felt uncomfortable talking about her brother's blood family. "What's Marcus got to do with any of this?" She asked confused.
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Post by .:Urine Love:. on Aug 31, 2005 18:16:55 GMT -5
"Failed to bring him up properly" caught Ebin's attention, "But you would be cool if someone had children young and were desent parents, right?" Ebin ignored Faye's last comment. He was eager to find out if Faye would dissprove of Fleur and himself. Ebin then spat out, "Because Fleur is pregnant!" Ebin blushed and looked away from Faye, "So if you didn't approve of having children young you wouldn't approve of me..." Ebin became fasinated with his water glass, not taking his eye off of it he mumbled, "I would be good to the kid, though... make sure he was raised well..."
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Post by snailo on Sept 1, 2005 2:59:17 GMT -5
"I'd only be cool if I had faith in the people who were bringing up the kid." Faye said reasonably. However just when she was about to have a sip of water, Ebin had said the unmistake words 'Fleur is pregnant.' Dropping the glass of water onto the table and spinning around, she gaped at him. She closed her mouth then opened again to say something but shook her head. It was after two whole minutes of watching the water seep through her napkin that she spoke. "I'm sure you'll raise him well. And so would Fleur. I...I don't know what to say." She turned to Ebin and gave a small smile which in no time spread into a large grin. "Of course I approve. Does that mean I can be a godmother?" She laughed, giving Ebin a warm hug.
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