Grandchildren (Alanna/George)
George ran through the main hall of Pirate's Swoop, a five year old under each arm and one on his shoulders.
"Faster Papoo! Faster!" Elsren, the triplet on George's shoulders cried.
"Yeah! Faster! Faster, faster, faster!" Ochobu – the sole girl – cried from under his left arm.
Myles was content to just watch the ground beneath him disappear as he dreamt of flying like his papa did.
"Don't drop them – Aly said that she didn't want them back any more dinted then they already were." Alanna told him, grinning as she lent against the doorframe.
"How dinted were they when they arrived?" George asked, ducking and diving, enjoying the high-picked squeals of excitement emitted from small mouths.
"Well, Elsren had a bruise on his head from when he tried to fly like his Da. He jumped out of a tree. He was doing fine until he hit the ground,"
Elsren nodded at this. "I'm gonna jump from a higher place next time." He whispered to George, like it was a secret, making George grin.
"Ah, Ochobu had multiple bruises on her legs and some light scratches on her arms – she tried to catch Nawat's cousin and failed. Repeatedly."
Ochobu nodded. "Silly Ginnie. She's too small to be flying with me. I told her so and she still tried. Silly crow." Ochobu justified, clinging to George for dear life.
"But Myles, Myles didn't have any bumps brakes or bruises. He was in trouble though – he stole himself into his parent's rooms to steal Aly's sparkly's."
Myles nodded. "The green ones is my favourites."
George and Alanna both laughed at this.
"Heavens, if Grandchildren were this fun we should have had them first!" George exclaimed, to which Alanna heartily agreed.
