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Eggs, eggs, eggs!

WHO: Everyone!
TONE: Fun and light.
RATING: PG-13
WHEN: 24th - 27th
WHERE: All over the place!
WHAT: Easter is in the air and eggs are in your hair! Except not really, but there are eggs everywhere and it is your job to find them.
STATUS: Ongoing! Use whichever format strikes your fancy.

[It's finally time to kick off the egg hunt! You're paired up and the eggs are hidden, so go off and find those eggs! They are hidden literally everywhere, even in places you may not expect them to be. So be sure to look everywhere, just try not to get in too much trouble! Friendly competition is one thing, just don't punch anyone in the face trying to get an egg.

Don't forget to see THIS POST for egg effects.]

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What's wrong with Murman? It's cute. Like you.

[Aww, you know he actually thought you were being adorable and gonna press your palm to him or something. He didn't expect a slap. Bro flinches a little as Murdoc's hand connects, and he moves Murdoc away quickly.]

That was fucking rude! That stung like a bee, you dick. What was that for? I kicked the cat for you! I saved your life! You should be thanking me, not getting in touch with your inner insect.

[He's just going to give Murdoc a pouty little look for irony.]

It's stupid, like you.
[He gives him the blandest of expressions. Don't you love that he sugar coats everything for you?]

It was a kiss. [He blinks, making the most innocent of tiny expressions. You can't stay mad at this, can you?]

I'm not stupid, and that was not a kiss.

[...He wants to stay angry. Or at least a little annoyed. But it's just sort of melting away as Murdoc gives him that look. You asshole, you're playing this to your advantage.]

Maybe if you give me a real kiss, I'll forgive you.

[He brings the hat back towards him, and puckers his lips.]

It had to be hard or you wouldn't feel it.

[You are mistaken, he's always exactly like this.]

Alri- [He starts to say, but then Bro puckers and that is absolutely terrifying. What if he accidentally eats him? Murdoc is going to fall backward and scramble to the back of the cap looking absolutely terrified.] Stop that!

[Bro is just waiting for that kiss. And waiting. It isn't until Murdoc speaks that he opens his eyes and sees that he's scrambled to the back of the cap and is looking like he's about to piss himself.]

What the hell is your problem?

[Honestly he can't even fathom what the issue could be. Does his breath stink? No he just brushed his teeth today. Murdoc is being silly.]

[Once Bro calls him out on it, Murdoc begins to realise how terribly stupid his reaction had been. Bro is just so...big. His face is big. It's kind of hard to smooch someone when they're this many times bigger than you. It's also hard to admit that without sounding offensive, so Murdoc is just going to gather himself up and step forward.]

If you were my size you'd understand. [Only he doubts that. Little Bro would probably be all over him. Either way, so as not to offend the other man, he'll lean in and give him a peck on the lips. It's horribly strange kissing someone when you're almost small enough to fit in their mouth, Murdoc never knew that until now.]

[When Murdoc finally does come over and give him the kiss, he feels slightly better. But it was still pretty alarming to see the man looking so terrified of him. He'd prefer never seeing him look that way towards him again, to be perfectly honest.]

You know that no matter what, I'd never hurt you, right? Like... ever. I mean, aside from a friendly punch or two when you deserve it, but still. You may be tiny, but I ain't gonna let a damn thing happen to you.

[After kissing him, he can't help leaning in to rest his little head on Bro's cheekbone, sighing loudly and pressing a kiss to his face. He steps back as Bro talks, looking a little guilty for his over reaction. He wrings his hands and looks up at Bro with the same doe eyed look from earlier. You can't be upset with this face, can you?]

I know you wouldn't, love. You're just...huge. You shouldn't've come at me so fast, you startled me. [He fidgets before holding out his arms to be lifted.] Can't I sit in your hand or your pocket or somethin'? You shoulder, maybe?

[Oh no. Murdoc is being precious and Bro is pretty much going doki all up in his chest. Seriously. How are tiny people so fucking cute? Murdoc is cute in general, but tiny Murdoc is just making his fucking teeth rot out.]

Sorry... But yeah! Yeah, you can. [Slowly, he reaches forward and takes Murdoc into his hand, before placing him on his shoulder gently.] That better?

[If Murdoc knew what he was thinking, he'd probably get another smack. Or a kiss. He's not sure how he'd feel, but the novelty is wearing off.]

Thank you. [He answers curtly, letting himself slide onto Bro's shoulder and scuffling into a comfortable position, nestling close to the other man's neck.]

Much better. [He pauses to think before looking up.] Where to now?

[Once Murdoc is situated on his shoulder, he gives him a tiny smile.]

Yeah, you're welcome. And I dunno. Did you have anywhere particular you wanted to go? I can take you back to the castle so as to avoid any goddamn while animals trying to have you for dinner.

[Murdoc pets under his sideburns with his tiny hand, looking fondly up at him.]

You're a wonderful boyfriend. [He says that a little softer than he should, so it might be hard to hear.] The castle would be good. Though I imagine Charlotte may wonder where I've gotten to.

[He hears it, and it just makes him smiles, letting out a tiny laugh. He doesn't have much to say to it though, so he just keeps going in silence. Until Murdoc says that, at least.]

... Screw her, she can fuckin' wait. I need to keep an eye on you until you're back to normal. I don't trust her not to eat you alive.

Alright.. [He trails off, glancing around before shrugging lightly.] Back to the castle it is then.

[He's going to sit patiently on Dirk's shoulder for however long it takes, but he hasn't done a terribly good job at keeping track of time. An hour passes and Murdoc hardly has time to register the fact that he's growing. All he can do is squawk indignantly as he changes back to his original size, clinging desperately to Dirk as he does.]

Mother a' merlin! [He chirps, digging his fingers into Dirk's shirt as he struggles not to fall.]

[When the change occurs, Bro isn't expecting it. So when he suddenly has a full sized Murdoc clinging to him, Bro is quite fucking startled and that is apparent by the way he lets out a yell. There's no way he's prepared for the weight of Murdoc, so he falls forward, right onto Murdoc.]

Jesus shit!

[How could you not expect your 10 inch boyfriend to suddenly change back to his 6 foot 4 self? It's like you don't even Hogwarts.

Regardless, falling on his back with the entire weight of another man on him is not doing his condition aany favours. He lets out the tiniest wince of pain before just grunting in frustration, letting himself just slump backward. Standing is going to be....interesting.]

Ouch.

[Yes, silly him for not expecting that. He really ought to know the castle more than he does, but alas. There are some things that are just too hard to anticipate, and this happened to be one of them. The next time Murdoc decides to shrink down to ten inches, he'll be sure to prepare for his inevitable growth spurt.

Thankfully Murdoc cushioned his fall, so it really didn't hurt too bad for Bro. But immediately he can tell that it probably didn't feel the best for Murdoc, and after a second or two, he's scrambling off the man, murmuring apologies. When he sees Murdoc slump like that, his stomach twists slightly.]

It's your back, isn't it?

[God, today has just been an all around immasculating for Murdoc. First he needs to be rescued from a cat of all things, carried around like a rag doll and now this. Falling on his arse and hurting his damn back. Again. Bro must think he's made of glass.

He lets out a pained grunt in response, not wanting to admit that yes, yes it is his back. But whatever, right? He's going to just push himself up and...slump back down so he can stare dejectedly at the ceiling.]

Y'know, we never just lie together. [He raises a hand to wave Bro down.] You should come lie next to me for a while.

[Oh come on, at least Bro doesn't think any less of him for it. It's not as if Murdoc can help it when the castle decides to fuck with them! And there's also the fact that his back problems are from being a hard worker, he can hardly fault him for that. So come on, you're still plenty of a man in Bro's eyes.

Except okay, the way Murdoc is clearly denying it is kind of amusing. He'll play along though.]

Heh... You're right. Why the hell not.

[Slowly, Bro gets onto his knees and crawls forward, positioning himself next to Murdoc and throwing an arm over him.]

[Regardless, he still hates being reminded that he's a frail old man who is already past his prime. He's sure ten years ago he'd have been able to change sizes and be crushed by his boyfriend without so much as a bruise. Hell, he'd still be able to now if it weren't for his blasted back injury. He isn't even forty!

He hadn't expected Bro to play along, so he raises an eyebrow as he crawls toward him, wincing ever so slightly at the arm on him and giving Bro a weak smile.]

See, Isn't this nice?

[He might be a fragile old man, but he's Bro's fragile old man, and he wouldn't have Murdoc any other way, to be honest.

And man, Murdoc is being kind of fucking adorable right now. Bro just rolls his and, shaking his head lightly.]

Totally. Like, I never realized how fucking nice lying on the floor would be. Damn, I should do this more often.

[Murdoc lets out a content sigh, letting his head move to rest against Bro's shoulder for a moment.]

I could think of another thing to try on the floor. [He lets out a soft chuckle- which physically pains him, and it occurs to him that the idea of sex is just scream inducing.

He remains silent for a moment before he chirps up again.] I think I need to see a nurse.

[That was very hard to say, but Bro needs to understand that Murdoc wants to be carried.]

[He knew it. He totally knew Murdoc would need to see the nurse and that he was just stalling, but nooo. He played along with this floor game anyway. He rolls his eyes lightly, patting Murdoc on the head.]

I know, babe.

[There's no way he would have sex with Murdoc in this condition anyway! So he just kind of pulls himself up, picking Murdoc up as he does so and holding him like a majestic bride.]

Let's get you to Dolores. [Gonna start goooing now.]

[The pat on the head, coupled with the nickname are enough to make Murdoc roll his eyes at the other man. His expression does at least soften as he realises Bro was willing to lay on the floor next to him in order to protect his dignity.

It's not quite enough to salvage his pride, particularly not when Bro picks him up like that. He lets out a strained sound, trying not to yelp in pain.]

Could you not have carried me another way?

Would you have preferred I sling you over my shoulder instead?

[That doesn't exactly sound nice for someone who just injured their back.]

Besides. We're lovers, Murdoc. I want the world to know, I got to let it show. [He says the last sentence in a bit of a sing song voice. It's pretty obvious he's quoting some dumb Muggle song.]

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