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THE FATHERS HAD A SURPRISINGLY HIGH stamina bar, honestly, the children thought they'd give up after the first three minutes.
surprisingly, they chased the teenagers, and Greg, for a solid five minutes. two extra than they thought. eventually they gave up, which resulted in the kids teasing them on 'losing themselves'. the adults just glared at them, reciting that they'll get their age eventually.
Greg acted like he just had a curse cast upon him, pulling at his baby face in fear of wrinkles.
the other kids soon joined the five, however they looked bored as hell. only amusement they had was when Eric tried some bacon, and bit into a dead moth.
guess she didn't clean it that well.
"that's it, buddy." Lenny spoke to himself, unaware the teenagers sitting in the grass watching the kids near the water could hear him.
the four watched as Keithie picked a rock up, glancing between the down casted boy and his father, who sat on the porch still. "okay, throw the rock." Lenny spoke as his son stared at the rock and the lake in hesitation. "skim it."
Elizabeth stood up, pulling Ethan with her, giggling to herself about their faded pink hair.
"throw it at a tree. throw it at the lake. throw it at your brother." Natasha let out a laugh, Grayson patting her knee as he gazed at her with adoration, "hit your head with it. just do something."
Keithie dropped the rock and started walking towards his siblings and the other kids, his young face bored.
"come on." Elizabeth walked over to the rock, "Keithie." said boy turned around, a smile on his face when he saw who called him.
"finally come around, have ya gorgeous?"
Ethan laughed, "yeah, nice try, kiddo."
the black haired beauty shook her head, "sure, but i don't want to catch a case, come on." she started walking towards the water, the other kids and Ethan following her, except Greg, Grayson and Natasha. who all stayed on the grass hill behind them.
"what are you doing dressed like that?" Lenny slightly laughed at his son, "you hanging out with Jiminy Cricket?"
Greg shrugged, an attitude slowly forming in his voice, "we were supposed to be going to Milan, remember? that's what i packed for."
