What Happens As You Get Older To Your Cervix

Drabblethon Part 20 (and last)

With this end (finally) the crack drabbles of Drabblethon roll. Have been a few, right?

Fandom: Numb3rs
Claim: Don / Charlie Prompt
: Piano.
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Notes: Dedicated to Malale that as much as I love this series and these adorable brothers ^ ^ It is a little messy and such. So do not just like it but good.

That piano had been there since Charlie could remember. He vaguely remembered her mother the afternoon rain on Saturday playing chords loose and a light melody. Even the happy birthday song to him who sat beside him on the bench and was smiling under his curls.

However, I never thought that someone use whatever part of her mother was able to play those black and white keys. If he had not taken place the piano was out of respect to the memory of his mother and because though the house was technically his, for the smallest of the Eppes was still his father, much to the writings were signed on its behalf.

So he was surprised even more than his father, when he saw Don sitting on the bench where her mother had spent so much time sitting and had started in perfect harmony that had unfinished melody ; an found. It was quite a surprise and was sure his father would still take time to assimilate.

He, meanwhile, had discovered a new need almost addictive and a little child. The one will hear Don play the piano while he was sprawling on a sofa in the room next to him, without losing detail at him and remember the sounds through his mother. Or simply disconnect all the theories in my head thanks to the soft music coming out of the fingers of Don. And I knew that as much as his brother grumble when I asked for a small gig in a rainy Saturday afternoon, I could not refuse his wishes. For some it was the younger brother. Still had to have some persuasive power.