— 𝐌𝐫. 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬.

⠀⠀⠀ ❝ 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐬: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞. ❞

Well that is very kind of her! He loves presents so of course he will use it! Well, it was still better packed then he would do, here he was taking the wrapped papers off his eyes went to the camera to the redhead. "I love it, thank you Li— Evans."

Well she sees, in his eyes nothing is too much for her nor for his friends, and with that he doesn't worry about the money. . . Wait, she does? He is definitely surprised about it but thrilled to know what it is!

Well. . . . Yes? Ya got some grey hair like mum, but ey ya are still my favourite.

Hold on. . . . Is that his old man that he sees? Or is it just he isn't wearing his glasses, mh?

Well ya know, I do know a lot of things more than ya, Pads.

I know that 'm right, Pads.

Ya know 'm right bout that

Well ya did heard me well, brother. Now, Moony is the mother of the group so. . . . .

Ho ho ho motherfucker. Next year ya will get the coal, deal?

You and innocent? Yeah and 'm the bloody Santa Claus.

Yeah too much information, mate, I don't need to know what ya would do with Moons.

Well if ya was Evans it would be a different story, mate.

Oh shut up, Pads.

. . . . . . Ya got a point in that, I have to give ya that.

Ow, that's not fair, brother, not at all.

Course ya will be proud on that title. And oh? And who was the little birdie, eh?

Ay, ya are the drama queen of us, dear brother. Oh sure sure ya do.