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[It was watching you, Phillip.]

...

[He stops. Why is Kronk a child ~~again~~?]

What do you want?

[Because... little Kronk was little Kronk. It was little.]

...Pretty musics? [Blinking.]

I don't have patience to deal with this. You might as well turn back into your larger self and accuse me of doing this again.

[He sulks back over his keys and starts playing again.]

I'm...I'm not large. [Aww, now you've made him sad. Kronk always wanted to be big like the rest of his family!]

Are you my mama?

[Abruptly stops. His mother? For the love of--...]

Go away.

O-oh... go where? [Aww, but Kronk's own papi was mean to him too. Sniff. Why couldn't Phillip be nicer?]

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[Lucy is playing alongside him.]

I didn't expect you to be able to keep up so well.

[He's honestly impressed.]

You said you were unfamiliar with this piece?

Did I? No... I meant I haven't played it for awhile. Forgive me if I was unclear, sir.

You're quite good, regardless.

I do practise every day, although I seldom play anything contemporary. Beethoven is my favorite at the moment.

[ooc: I had actually waited quite a long time for you to post something that I could reply to with my piano playing icon :D]

Ah, I see.

[Slight smile.]

Which of his pieces is your favorite?

[Really? Me? I didn't realize my 1940s ~~murderer~~ pianist was anything other than a bother to folks. :P

...Phillip's pleased to have like-minded company for a change, though.]

[It was watching you, Phillip.]

...

[He stops. Why is Kronk a child ~~again~~?]

What do you want?

[Because... little Kronk was little Kronk. It was little.]

...Pretty musics? [Blinking.]

I don't have patience to deal with this. You might as well turn back into your larger self and accuse me of doing this again.

[He sulks back over his keys and starts playing again.]

I'm...I'm not large. [Aww, now you've made him sad. Kronk always wanted to be big like the rest of his family!]

Are you my mama?

[Abruptly stops. His mother? For the love of--...]

Go away.

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[Lucy is playing alongside him.]

I didn't expect you to be able to keep up so well.

[He's honestly impressed.]

You said you were unfamiliar with this piece?

Did I? No... I meant I haven't played it for awhile. Forgive me if I was unclear, sir.

You're quite good, regardless.

I do practise every day, although I seldom play anything contemporary. Beethoven is my favorite at the moment.

[ooc: I had actually waited quite a long time for you to post something that I could reply to with my piano playing icon :D]

Ah, I see.

[Slight smile.]

Which of his pieces is your favorite?

[Really? Me? I didn't realize my 1940s ~~murderer~~ pianist was anything other than a bother to folks. :P

...Phillip's pleased to have like-minded company for a change, though.]