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[father_peter]

Just checking in to let everyone know that I had an appointment today and my right leg is pretty well healed. Apparently kneecaps and ankles heal faster than...upper leg bones I don't know the name of because I am not a doctor. The left leg will still need to be in plaster for a few more weeks, but this means I can get around on crutches for a little while at a time. Of course it also means I have to start physical therapy, which I believe is actually legalised torture but it's better than the alternative. It feels nice to not have to be in that chair all the time. Though Liz is constantly yelling at me because she thinks I'll overdo it.

Me? Overdo something? I have no idea what she's talking about!

I hope everyone is doing well.

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[deirdre-ionuin.livejournal.com]

*snort* More like You, NOT overdo something? That would never HAPPEN! You are the king of overdoing things! Like...all the time overdoing.

Peter, I had a streaker! :( And then a weird guy told me about his noodles! FIX IT!

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

At long as I am the king of something. Though I'd rather be the king of bonbons.

You had a streaker? Like...a personal one? Did you hire this streaker, Deirdre? And a 'guy' told you about his noodles? Do I really want to know about this? Because with you, it's hard to tell sometimes.

[deirdre-ionuin.livejournal.com]

KING OF LEATHER JACKETS. I was going to say motorcyles but uhm...no.

And no I didn't HIRE HIM! Though...that's a good idea! But no, he streaked my campus! I was scared! And the noodle thing wasn't a metaphor King of Dirty Minds! He talked for an hour. About noodles. He was actually quite charming but..NOODLES.

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

You live to torture me, don't you. I am getting another motorcycle! They're shiny.

I'm sorry you were streaked. That never happened when I was at the campus. And I am not the King of Dirty Minds. That is Thomas. And you know, you're talking about noodles an awful lot now. This charming random young man isn't the only one with noodle issues.

[juniper-berries.livejournal.com]

*laughs* I finally have replied to one of your posts. I'm pretty proud of myself. This is also the first time you haven't had a daunting more-than-50 replies to one of your posts. Does this mean you are getting unpopular? Or more likely, the novelty has worn off?

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

I think it's more likely that people are preoccupied with things or that they're away from their computers.

I hope! I don't know, do people usually reply very quickly? Does this mean I am no longer novel!? I like to be novel. I'll have to work some jokes in and be more interesting!

[juniper-berries.livejournal.com]

Oh gosh, I'm sorry, Peter, I didn't mean to make you think... no, you are still very novel. Like a book! And we all still love you very very much. Quick, we'll have to make heaps and heaps of comments here just to make sure that everyone still knows that as well.

Jokes... umm... I know jokes...uhm..?

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

You are quite adorable. And I am very happy to be like a book. I don't think you actually want me to work jokes in. I'm not very good at them. Nor am I very good at making up stories on the spot. Ask my girls, they're horrified every time I try.

[ghost-within.livejournal.com]

Hello, Honey. Mama and Dad say hello and that you must meet them soon. They're very demanding, I know. Just wanted to tell you that I am very glad you have fancy new crutches. I might even do a celebratory dance for you tomorrow when I get back! I'm sure you'll like that.

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

Hello, Gorgeous. I'd love to meet them. And hey, I can kind of sort of walk now! Not that I would walk to their house or anything. But the patio steps won't be a problem.

Dance you say? I'm more than sure I'll love that, Beautiful. My girls say hello and they miss you. And of course, I do too.

[ghost-within.livejournal.com]

Your girls just made me grin like a doofus. Tell them hello from me too and I have presents for them! Also, Caleb says 'yo' and he has a story to tell you when he sees you tomorrow. He's so excited he even wrote it down. I may have helped.

You're so cute. I can't wait to see your shiny new crutches and your amazing new ability to climb patio steps!

[angels-facade.livejournal.com]

Hey, Peterface. Thanks for yesterday. I haven't told my parents yet, but just so you know, when I do, they're probably going to ring you and freak out. So...heads up!

They won't be mad AT you in case you think that's what I mean. They'll be ringing everyone in the family. It's what they do.

Sosorry.

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

Don't apologise, Kat, it's fine. I promise to be soothing and attentive.

And you're welcome. You know where to find me if you need me for anything.

[elizabeth-long.livejournal.com]

It's only because I care about you and you overdo everything. Like this internet thing! You should be resting, Peter! Though here I am encouraging you to reply back because I am very silly.

Just don't hurt yourself, and we'll call it even, Little Brother.

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

That sounds fair, Liz. And to make you feel better, I'll even go to sleep right now. See what a wonderful little brother I am. So dutiful and kind and respectful.

Love you, Liz.

[elizabeth-long.livejournal.com]

You always were, Peter. Except for the few times you weren't. But they don't count because I say.

I love you too, Peter. Have a good night. Sleep well.

[seminalsemiotic.livejournal.com]

I'm so very glad you're feeling better, Peter. It will be nice to see you up and about to some extent *smiles*

You and Kait are just so adorable! I don't think even I can find the words to express how much you two melt my heart. I love you!

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

I will be running the trialthalon in no time. Or at least, I will be able to walk up the stairs. That will be nice!

Oh, the adorable is all her, but glad I could help melt your heart. I love you too, Renee. Hope everything is going well on your end also.

[seminalsemiotic.livejournal.com]

We could make you a triathlon of stairs, kitchen and swimming pool! Maybe Pierre could even modify your wheelchair so that you could use it as a jetski! Although, now that you have regained the use of your limbs, maybe we should just make you use your crutches as oars... that sounds more like triathlon material.

Sweetheart, you more than filled your adorable quota with the muumuus. I may be somewhat biased toward my Kait, but I certainly wouldn't want you to feel as though you didn't make a very cute account of yourself.

Things are mostly going well on my end. I have a few things preying on my mind, but nothing that will keep me awake at night. Well, not for an overly long amount of time, anyway.

[eligible-boy.livejournal.com]

I agree that you should be careful not to overdo things! But I know you are smart and you will be fine ;) I just have to say because it is my duty as your very good friend.

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Pierre. It is appreciated. And I in turn shall do my duty and not overdo it so my very good friends don't have to worry.

Liz stole the crutches for a large portion of the day anyway. She's very sneaky.

[eligible-boy.livejournal.com]

The mental image of Liz trying to sneak away with your crutches is absolutely priceless :)

[whichdoctor.livejournal.com]

If you were anyone else, Aly and I might be tempted to steal your crutches. We might anyway. Then we could find out if we can run faster than Mathilda...

In all seriousness though, I'm glad you're doing so well, Peter. It must be a great relief to be so much more mobile. I shall hope to see you in high spirits the next time I visit!

[father-peter.livejournal.com]

Liz already did! You three would gang up on me?! I bet Mathilda would run the lot of you down, she's scary!

It is a great relief. I stood up! I stood up and it was very very nice! I think I can handle being in high spirts. Thomas is here and Aly is back and you would be visiting of course!

[whichdoctor.livejournal.com]

I think you should be very worried about the state of the world if we three didn't gang up on you, Peter! You know it's all out of love. Though I don't doubt that Mathilda would have us for breakfast. Or serve us to you for breakfast...

High spirits it is, then! I'll come visit you in a little while if you like.