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THE BITTY MEME.

Simply put. You are a small child. Or alternatively someone dealing with a small child. Either you turned into a kid or you're having to deal with a friend or individual who is now a child.

1. Playground: You're on a playground, either wrangling a small child or you're playing on the best playground, ever.

2. Toys: You're a kid in a toy store! Hooray!
Or..You're an adult in a toy store! Damn it!

3. Big Bad "something or other": You're a scared small children for some reason, maybe there's thunder or explosions or something.

4. Food Too much sugar, too much something or other.

5. Making Friends and Wildcard option: Your character's a kid. Go nuts with that.

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[Phil noticed the party. It wasn't much of his concern though, but he noticed it. His mother never bothered to throw big parties like that (and this wasn't even that big, was it). Phil didn't mind. He played better on his own anyhow.]

[Coming up to the merry-go-round, his personal time machine, he saw someone laying on it, with a book. Huh. It was moving slow enough that when Phil ran and jumped he was able to catch his footing and a bar, also having pushed it a bit faster for all of a moment. He crouched down and tried looking across at the kid.]

How are you reading on this thing?

[He was reading. Sometimes he picks up the pages of his book (Today he grabbed Jurassic Park off the book shelf, big book for a seven year old). Sometimes he just lies there. Christian was winning the sack race, he could hear the cheering so he opted to just lie there, squinting at the other boy.]

...I just am.

[Scrambling to a sitting position he frowns] I didn't mean anything by it.]

[Phil raised a brow at that reaction, moving to the edge of the merry-go-round and kicked a foot, pushing them around a bit more. He leaned on a bar and looked at the kid.]

I didn't say it was bad. That's a good book though. [It's a big book for a ten year old, but he managed.] I didn't mean to bother you. I just wanted a spin on my time machine is all.

[Squint]

...This isn't a time machine. It's a merry-go-round.

[He hugs the book, staring at him.] There's no such thing as a time machine.

Says you. [He replied easy enough, foot kicking them around more.]

Just last week though, it took me and this one girl on a trip to the civil war. You know that one? We were running around the battle front and fighting and then I got shot, and she had to drag me back here. We traveled to the future then and have a no needle doctor fix me. Then we came back.

[May was cool like that. she liked pretend.]

[He moved to slap a hand on a red spot. A cool aid spill (he did it, whoops) that had dried some time ago.] My blood's still here.

[He stares at the stain, then back at him and squirms for a moment. The movement makes him drop his book and you can see he's wearing a tie under his hoodie.]

Don't be stupid.

[He squints]

...That's not real blood.

[But he sounds so so sounsure]

It's not? [Phil said, perplexed sounding, then grinned.] Says you. I remember it. My blood spilled here. [that day he had been drinking juice with Jasper, as if they were vampires. When the sun hit the merry-go-round they took off running, spilling the juice as they left. They spent the next 30 minutes in the covered whale belly, inventing ways to protect their skin from the sun.]

[Right now Phil was grinning.] Come on, don't you know how to play?

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Of course I do I'm not stupid.

[He squints.]

[His father gave him explicit instructions. Go and sit and wait. Don't get your shirt dirty.

He squirms again, standing. His brother only wanted to play with his boarding school friends.]

.....I wanna go get a dinosaur.

[This kid said Stupid a lot. Phil was about to say more, but then... YES! He was grinning wildly now, moving to stand on the edge of the merry-go-round and leaned over a bar staring at the other.]

Perfect! We can go to the Jurassic era and look for a real big one. But we got to get the time machine spinning real fast. Till we almost fall off. And once it slows down, it'll be a new place.

You ready? [he asked, as if he were ready to jump off and start running the moment the other kid was in.] I'm PJ, by the way.

[PJ.

One of Grant's favorite movies was the Disney version of Robin Hood. PJ being the snake made him smile.]

Grant.

[The name is mumbled. Then. He sets the book down carefully. Considering what to do.]

Doctor Grant. Pale-on-cologist. I must assure you commander PJ. That if this expedition is a failure the world will die!

[so dramatic.] we have to bring back a male and a female raptor.

[THERE ya go kid! PJ, Philip James, smiled large, bringing his hand up to give a small salute. Then grabbed the bars again and leaned there, paying serious attention.]

Holy smokes! It's a good thing you called me, Doctor! Raptor hunting is something I am best at. If'll save the planet, then lets do it! [he jumped backwards and into the sand around the merry-go-time-machine and started to slowly walk around, pushing them around to start... but not fast yet]

You should hold on, Doctor Grant--Oh! The same name as the guy in the book! [he broke character for a moment as that hit him. HOW COOL!--but then back in as he said] Hang on tight. The Cin-triff-el force will shove you off and knock you into the fabric of time and space. Lost forever.

[he started a slow jog after that, and if all was well, he'd start running]

[He trembles, smiling. It's just like his brother and how he used to play with him.

Shoving Christian out of his mind he grabbed the bars.] I can take it.

...I'm not afraid.

[Higher Christian! higher! No wait-Wait!-

He shakes his head violently, grabbing the book before nodding at him] Spin it!

[He takes off running, around and around, kicking up sand as he went, running as fast as he can and when he feels the bars starting to go faster then he can, he grabs on tightly and jumps, getting thrown on, only to feel it push him backwards as if to throw him off. He laughed, grinning and moving forward, to grab the bars in the center.]

Hannng Oooooooon! [he grinned at the other, hands alsmot white knuckled as he held on to the inner bars]

[That's fast.

That is very fast.

This is...well. This is interesting. He nearly loses his footing as it spins but he holds on tight.

He's not going to panic.]

...We've reached the correct time!

[And he does well with his not panicking! Even Jasper flew off the first time. He was lost in space forever. Which is how they got turend into vampires.]

[He stopped pushing of course, and the thing as wearing down slowly. slowing down as the other said they reached the right time. Phil grinned and nodded.] Aye, aye doctor!

[And he tossed his legs out and let his feet drag and bounce in the sand, taking a few moments to slow them down to a stop, squeaaak. Phil panted, grinning.]

Do you think we made it, Doctor? Should we step outside?

Uh huh. According to my read-outs. [He's going to step off proudly. One foot in front of the other, tripping, falling into the sand face first.

He's back on his feet,]

Watch where you park that thing.

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