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when summers went on for ages.

The Bitty Meme

Time to re-explore that childhood (or get one for the first time). Rules are as simple as usual!

૪ Post up your character -- name and canon.

૪ When replying to someone's post, go and RNG for option one, and see just how conscious you'll be of the trouble you're in.

૪ You can hit it up further for options 1-11 of wat do, and then, let it rip!

૪ Cue crack, hilarity, fluff, angst- a full spectrum of genres.

૪ ????

૪ PROFIT!

You're Just An:

1. Adult mind in the wrong body - looks like you really shouldn't have drank that potion, after all! Better hope nobody sees you like this, and that the effects aren't permanent...

2. Adorable bitty all rounder - Maybe it was an accident, maybe not. But your size is your age, with all the mental attributes that come with it.

Okay, So Wat Do?:

1. Back to school! First day back, middle of term with a small bullying problem? Time for your bitty to get some edumacation. Play with some friends or get the teacher involved! If your adult instincts are still all there, maybe you could play yourself up as a child genius; who knows? Someone might catch you out...

2. It's adventure time!~ Them kids have all the imagination. Quickly! Your damsel in distress needs rescuing from the dragon! It's time to kiss the bride! Play time has no rules, and neither does this prompt- except for curfew. Mother dearest always said to be back before dark.

3. Gots a boo boo! Oh dear, looks like someone's gone and skinned their knee. This requires a serious operation of silly jokes and coddling, before those tears start to fall and never seem to stop.

4. I think I love you! Young love is just so beautiful. Maybe you're pulling pigtails, so to speak. Maybe you have a crush on your teacher, and you just HAVE to get it out there. The clearest sign of love is always a note, however- just make sure to make that 'yes' box really big, so they know exactly where to tick.

5. They went away. We all lose loved ones, sometimes. Maybe the rents have just split, maybe your best friend is moving away. Maybe the only reply that can really be given is that "they're in heaven now, sweetheart". Whatever the reason, they're just not there, and you want to know why.

6. Off to the circus! Or the theme park. Or the aquarium. It's babies day out, with all the crack, fluff, and panic inducing moments implied. Pet a lion! Go on the Ferris wheel! Just try not to lose your adult companion, or things could become dicey.

7. You're in big doo-doo, mister. You missed curfew by ten minutes. Your Sunday best is covered in mud and god knows what else, and you let rip that new swear word you picked up from that friend you're not allowed to play with. You bet your ass you'll be in the naughty corner for weeks.

8. Big ball of FUBAR. You went and got yourself lost, at no fault of your own. The big kids pushed you down the well, and left you there. All you know is you're in a huge amount of trouble, and a little kindness is going to have to go a long way to get you safe.

9. Go the fuck to sleep. Dreamland is good, trust me. No really- don't get out of bed, you're fine right. There. Its time for bed, or to prepare for it! Bath time doesn't mean run down the halls naked, but if you catch a quick break, I'm sure you can achieve great things.

10. Time to shine! This is your big moment, right here. That dance recital you've been working hard on, the Christmas play, and you're the tree. This is a big point in your life, a time where you can show off your skills and make history! This is it. You're making it happen.

11. Choose your own adventure! Re-roll, or get out another idea that appeals to you.

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Edited 2012-08-14 21:21 (UTC)

[When he joined the Avengers, Pietro Maximoff did not sign up for this shit. It was 9 pm, long past the bedtime they'd set for Clint. Some spell of Loki's had turned the archer into a child again and apparently because Pietro had experience with children, that meant he was the one saddled with Barton. Never mind the fact that it had been years since he'd dealt with Luna as a baby or hadn't even seen his daughter in God knows how long.

But no, because he was one of the few Avengers who had experience with raising a child, they seemed to think he was an appropriate babysitter for Clint. Fucking. Barton in hellish child form. Sure enough, when he'd gone to check on the pest he was gone. Clint made a habit of sneaking out of his bed at least four times a week and Pietro spent half the night looking for him only to find him in an air vent or wedged between the fridge and the counters in the kitchen. Who knew where the demon child had gotten off to now.]

[ Now dear Chuck was an intelligent kid for his age, but in some cases he's as susceptible to these scenarios as anyone >.> ]

[Clint hated this place. He hated that he didn't know anyone. That they wouldn't tell him where Barney was. Everything was strange, and unfamiliar. Well, not completely unfamiliar. There was that one guy, the tall one with the dark blonde hair, that everyone had told him was Captain America. The man from that one comic book that he'd used a little money from the sidewalk to buy, and had hidden under a floorboard in the Orphanage. The issue he'd taken with him everywhere. That he'd read cover-to-cover until it was dog eared, and he could recite every line from it.

But he didn't have that here. All he had were crawl spaces, and air vents, and that little spot in the kitchen. He could breathe there, fall asleep pressed in from every side, and know that no one could get him. Everyone was so big, and it was terrifying to think about what they could do, how everything here could go wrong. He didn't have the trust that it wouldn't. It always did. He'd managed to tuck himself into a corner of a vent, and started to doze, listening for the sounds of footsteps beneath him.]

[How could you say no to the precocious, minute prince of chaos?]

[The one boon he had was his super speed. At least he could search Clint's haunts more effectively than the other Avengers. This time, it only took him twenty minutes to locate Clint hiding out in the vent over Steve's office of all places.

Well, maybe that shouldn't surprise him so much considering the boy's affinity towards Cap. Though why Steve wasn't on baby archer wrangling duty was beyond Pietro.

Once he'd located the tot, the speedster had very little in the way of patience by that point so he literally stacked furniture up on top of each other and reached in to grab the boy and pull him free of the vent at super fast speeds so Clint had little chance of actually squirming away further down the vents.] You are trying my patience, Clint.

[There was something about the space above Steve's office that calmed Clint down, made him forget how foreign everything was. How scared he could get, surrounded by people so much bigger and stronger than he was. He'd learned very fast to stay quiet and how to make himself as small as possible.

He woke with a start when hands grabbed at him, and he kicked out on instinct, trying not to let his shaking effect him. The shock of it had him gulping in air sharply, as he tried to push out of the man's grasp. He didn't want to go back to his room. It wasn't safe there. He wasn't safe.] Lemme go.

((First option, 2 only please. Open to all from the second group!))

[ GLaDOS had been up early on this fateful morning- her time had been spent packing up a tasty, healthy lunch for herself and young Phoenix, making sure she had the instructions to drive to their destination of the day, and dressing herself up and making sure she looked presentable.

So in a pale yellow sweater and some nice dark jeans, she would wander into her son's room... ]

Phoenix? [ she called softly, moving to his bedside, admittedly rather excited for their outing... considering where they were going. ] Wake up...

[He's still very much asleep, but he rolls over at hearing his mom's voice through the haze of dreams.]

Mmuh?

[And then he peers at her, his blue eyes clouded with sleep, and murmurs.]

Don't make me go to school...

[It wasn't Pietro's first rodeo wrangling a squirming child and he just gathered Clint close to his chest and held on when he kicked out fitfully.]

Hush, child. How many times must I tell you, the air vents are dangerous. You could be hurt crawling through them. [To his credit, he tried to handle this younger version of Hawkeye with more patience than he normally had around the archer.]

[ She chuckles at his silly half-asleep mumbles, smoothing down his messy spikes with one hand, leaning over. ]

Don't worry, you're not going to school. But we are going somewhere. [ She's still sounding cheerful. ]

Do you want to guess?

[Clint tried to pull away, but it was difficult with the way that Pietro was holding onto him. For an adult, he wasn't that bad, he hadn't hurt him (yet, his mind supplied, and Clint pushed it to the back of his head.) But he didn't react well to having his movements restricted. He took a few deep breaths, trying not to panic.]

Not gonna get hurt. S'fine.

Is it fireworks?

[He rubs his eyes and sits up then, realizing after a moment that it's early morning and fireworks would be silly.]

Or Larry's house?

[All he'd needed was to command. The twins stopped their shouts, their swinging and hurtling. They even cleaned up the feathers before racing each other to bed. It likely won't hold, but it's progress. Now, the third adoptee...

Onyx closes the door behind him, sighs, steels himself again. He doesn't have the rapport with Prince as the twins - the former's relatively new. He walks down the hall, steps slow, but they speed with...well, he'd never call it anxiety. They put the swords away, didn't they? Onyx steps into the living room, the last place he saw Prince. He hears a twin laugh, the other hastily silence him, and part of him can't help but wonder if they're conspiring against him. In their innocent, child way.]

[I can do a blonde Sif pre-Loki haircut, or a brunette Sif.]

No, neither of them, actually. We're going to the science museum. [ she announced- ah, that probably explained how happy she was. Considering. Her life was devoted to science, as an employment, and now here she was about to show the wonders of it to her child. ]

And don't worry, it's not a boring museum.

Science...?

[For just a split-second, he pouts, but then remembers how important science is to his mother. And anyway, she promised it wouldn't be boring--but still, those educational trips of hers weren't always the most exciting things!

In any case, he smiles brightly and nods.]

I can't wait!

[ GLaDOS saw his split-second pout, but the way he covered it up made her smile. ]

If anything, I've heard there's a mission there to save Mars. [ she whispered suddenly, as though this were a big secret. She had made sure to pick a very interactive museum, knowing that Phoenix wouldn't enjoy it if it was just facts upon facts. ]

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when summers went on for ages.

Clint Barton / MCU

2x9 Mwahaahh

Charles Xavier | XMFC | OTA

Demon chiiiild <3

Discord | MLP: FiM | OTA

Caliborn | Homestuck | OTA

Spock || Star Trek XI

Edgar Roni Figaro | Final Fantasy VI

It's truuuuuuue

Dextera | Baroque | OTA

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Prince | 1/2 Prince | OTA

Phoenix Wright | Ace Attorney | 2, OTA

6 - best mom ever y/y?

y glados y

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8') LET'S DO SCIENCE

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K MOMDOS

peggy carter {mcu}

2, All Rounder, 9, Go The Fuck To Sleep

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have to wonder where phoenix's genes came out of;;

he was probably an experiment

l-lmao ; u ; why is he so precious omg i want him