Minoru just grinned from ear to ear. “I thought it might be a fun activity for everybody!”
Even Isamu had to smile at the reaction. (Which suggested he might be starting to come around from their brush with the welcoming committee.)
There was another gift for the family too - a game called Paint Chip Poetry. The goal of the game was to rearrange the cards to make poems out of all the weird color names. Colorful and creative, it was perfect for a night in - that probably also involved gingerbread angels.
“We brought a selection of age-appropriate books from our world for everyone to enjoy as well.” Isamu ventured. “Including one that even Charlie would be able to read on his own, one day.”
“Donya’s next!” Minoru called out, looking over his shoulder. Hopefully the teen wasn’t having trouble with the horses. They’d miss all the fun if they didn’t come up soon!
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on 2021-04-24 08:50 pm (UTC)Even Isamu had to smile at the reaction. (Which suggested he might be starting to come around from their brush with the welcoming committee.)
There was another gift for the family too - a game called Paint Chip Poetry. The goal of the game was to rearrange the cards to make poems out of all the weird color names. Colorful and creative, it was perfect for a night in - that probably also involved gingerbread angels.
“We brought a selection of age-appropriate books from our world for everyone to enjoy as well.” Isamu ventured. “Including one that even Charlie would be able to read on his own, one day.”
“Donya’s next!” Minoru called out, looking over his shoulder. Hopefully the teen wasn’t having trouble with the horses. They’d miss all the fun if they didn’t come up soon!