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"I used to play a lot until I finished college," he said. "I don't as much, now."
Francis turned to look at George, a small smile on his face. "Nice to meet you. I hear you play soccer?" he asked, extending his hand.
"Oh, no thank you. It looks delicious, though," he commented, waving it off politely with his free hand.
Francis brushed back his hair, taking a seat next to Poppy. This whole experience was new to him, what with being around such a friendly family....
You've got a beard! That means Asmo will definitely approve.
(At one point, I feel like the fact that Francis beat up Evan will come up, haha) "I got something on the train, but Poppy only had tea," he...
(This is such a nice happy family! I love it! Also, did Kellen shake Francis' hand with the oven mitts on? Because that would be hilarious.)...
"Yep! Though I understand, as we only got together recently," he said, glancing at Poppy.
"Nice to meet you, Kellen," he said politely, extending a hand to him.
Francis raised his eyebrows in interest. "There's a lake around here?"
(YES.) "Well, it's not supposed to be, but it has been... Only once, though, and nobody expected it," he said uncertainly.
Francis tilted his head slightly. "I'm a government agent, although Poppy and I are currently acting more like ambassadors right now," he said...
He chuckled, his shoulders shaking with the actions. "Maybe she'll rule the world one day. You never know."
He gently set her down, crossing his arms once he stood straight again. He looked over at Poppy. "How dare you give her that idea?" he asked...
"Don't worry about it," he said, shaking his head. "You'll want to forget about it for as long as you can."
He looked at Bee with a raised eyebrow. "Don't listen to her. You'll be doing your own taxes, okay?"
"I see," he said, raising an eyebrow. "Well, at least the tasks aren't too difficult to complete."
(lol) "Oh, it's quite alright. I don't really mind," he said, waving off any worry. "She was just asking me for help with soccer, then decided we...
"Wha- Scared? Me, scared? Never. I'm not scared of them," he replied obstinately, starting to walk to the table. "Let's go over there, then."
"Oh. Alright," he said uncertainly, picking her up and copying what Poppy had done earlier, balancing her on his hip.
