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[allinhishands]

A day which honor's fathers and all that they happen to mean to the world. They are part of the backbone of a family, even if some children might not agree.

I have been blessed with children of my own throughout my life. Some have lived longer than others but I suppose that tends to happen to some and I must mourn their loss all the same. What a blessing though that I have the ones left to me.

Then again, I doubt that one would ever consider dining with me on a day that honors me.

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[valentineluke]

*shooting you the evil eye and happy Jez is out of the City and your clutches*

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[allinhishands]

[Out of the City? Oh yes, Luke. Out of his clutches? Never.]

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[worldofourown]

...He sounds like quite a handful, this child.

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[allinhishands]

He always has been.

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[worldofourown]

How do you keep him under control?

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[allinhishands]

I know what toys to take away.

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[worldofourown]

Has he cried to have them returned yet?

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[allinhishands]

There is still time.

[misterblackbird]

Do stop lying. I doubt you've mourned anyone.

[allinhishands]

Such harsh words for someone who raised you.

[misterblackbird]

Is that what you're calling those years of my childhood now?

[allinhishands]

I did raise you.

[misterblackbird]

I grew older, you did something, but I'm not sure it ought to be considered 'raising' me.

[allinhishands]

You always were so stubborn.

[misterblackbird]

Like father, like son.