The Lawns, Saturday after breakfast

[redintraining.livejournal.com]

Now that Sky, alias Uberman, had been filled with a nice breakfast of pancakes, there were important matters to take care of.

Like fighting off invisible villains.

"Ha! Gotcha with my 'splodey baseball!" he crowed, tossing a tiny plastic ball at what he imagined was the wicked Space Turkey. "And I getcha 'gain if you come back! Uberman never gives up, an' he always beats the bad guys!" He spread his arms and ran in circles, pretending to fly, his red towel "cape" fluttering behind him.

"Here comes Uberman, to save the day..."

[Open for both the wee and the normal-sized to play! ... And no, I have no idea where I pulled Space Turkey from. My nether regions, I expect.]

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Faster Adam! Faster!" she giggled, holding on tight.

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

"Faster? Okay!" Adam grinned and picked up the pace, chuckling along the way.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Fastest piggy back ride I've ever had! I love you, Adam!" she declared, tilting her face up to the sky.

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

Adam was kind of glad the Fandom weirdness hadn't changed him. He was having way too much fun looking after his friends, in their younger forms.

"I'm glad you're having fun," he admitted, way too amused by all of this.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"If you get tired, you can stop!" she called out, daring to lift one arm in the air.

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Adam nodded, not feeling it just yet. "Maybe in a little bit."