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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2014 3:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2014 3:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 7:46 pm
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Tanna was just taking the whistling kettle off the stove top and poured the boiling water into the tea pot smiling softly at the aroma of masala chai filling the room. She hummed as she un-packaged some shortbread cookies and placed them on a plate for her and her sister to share when she arrived. They had been talking on the phone a few nights ago and had agreed to spend the day together indoors like they used to when the lived together. They hadn't lost the closeness that they have since her moving out but sometimes it just felt nice to go back and act like the crazy naive seventeen year olds that they were when they moved in together. Now they were close to thirty, still crazy, and hopefully not as naive. Her family still had some qualms about her youngest sister but she thought it was all an act. Or most of one. She was just about to go into the cupboard and get the icing when the floo flared and Tassy stepped out spitting out ash because she still hadn't learned to keep her mouth shut. Honestly that was her main problems in a lot of different areas. Still, she had a growing list of admirers so she had to be doing something right. With bright grins the two sisters embraced each other as if they hadn't seen each other in years rather than months. And even that felt like a century. "You're looking great kid! Marriage life looks good on you." Tassy told her sister with a smirk while her mirror image groaned and rolled her eyes. "Five minutes! You slipped and crawled your way out just five minutes before me!" "Which is five more minutes of life I had before you." she said teasingly. Tanna just groaned louder and stepped away from her sister to grab the tray of tea and cookies while her sister went and grabbed the icing she had been going for earlier. She would question how she knew where to look but she was pretty sure the kitchen set up was rather similar to the one they had when they lived together. Joey didn't complain so something must be right about it. They adjourned to the living room turning on the television and flipping through stations until they found some mindless sob story to have in the background. "Soo, what's been happening in Tassy-Land? How that guy you're seeing? L-something?" The musician looked at her twin with a puzzled look trying to figure out who she was talking about. "L-something? I haven't been with an L-something since Larry and you remember what happened to that sorry b*****d." she told her plainly. Poor poor dumb Larry. Tanna shook her head in negative as she tried to think over the name. She heard her sister complain about the man long enough she should remember more than the fact that his name started with an L! "No, not Larry. Umm..L-something or other, does something important for a job, uhh...bald..?" She was startled from her thinking by her sister's near hysterical laughter and looked worriedly at her hunched over stature from when she had been reaching for a cookie. But she couldn't help it! Out of all the men she talked about and that little ferret stuck in her mind?! "Les?! Oh goddess NO! Nononononono! We, uh, we just have a rather special arrangement is all." She was still giggling to herself and shaking her head while she dipped the shortbread into the icing. Tanna merely stared at her sister with an unreadable expression on her face. "And by 'arrangement,'" the Scot actually used finger quotes, "you mean, just sex?" Since Tassy still had her mouth filled with cookie she merely nodded with an amused grin. "Annnd you don't see anything wrong? Or you don't want anything else from it or him?" her twin asked making the musician look at her curiously. Being in a happy monogamous marriage might be the best thing for her twin, and maybe in the future for her, but at the moment she was happy. Happy with her random meaningless sex with a man who she shares some form of friendly attachment towards. As if reading her thoughts (or just from sharing a womb with her for nine months) her sister's eyes widened and a smug grin came onto her face. Tassy did not like that look for one second. "I wonder which one of you will say it first.." Tanna said in a sing-song voice while sipping her cooling tea and grinning behind the rim of her mug as her twin choked on the rest of her cookie. "Ugh! I can't believe you would think that we..that me and Les would..ack! I swear to God if that even remotely happens that I will pray that your soul be send to the deepest, darkest, hottest part of Hell for all eternity!" Tanna just grinned sweetly at her sister while lowering her teacup so that it would be seen completely. "Only if you get there five minutes before I do sister dear." The two mirror images stared at one another for roughly fourteen seconds before the first (real) smile was cracked and another three before they collapsed on another in fits of laughter. Every time there was any remote chance of peace a hiccuping giggle would send them spiraling back down. Finally as they were curled up next to each other, not even looking at one another, they made a nonverbal silent agreement to drop the issue. For the time being of course. Seeing no better time, the art professor decided to make her big announcement. "I'm pregnant." Tanna said right as the movie ended and the house was cast into silence. She nervously peered over at her sister to see a mix of emotions on her identical face and right as she was about to think negatively a squeal violently pierced the silence before she was grappled into a hug. "Ohmygoddess! Oh my goddess this is huge! This is..ohmygods, have you told Mum and Da yet?" Tassy asked with a large grin on her face only partially annoyed with her sister. Honestly, like she hadn't seen her hesitation, what was she going to do? Be mad that her married sister got pregnant by her husband? Soon she would get pissed that the sun's rays made things warm! "No not yet, I umm, sorta wanted it to be more official but well, it's you and.." "I totally get it. I will be ******** mime. Ew, no mimes are gross. Uh, a mouse! Silent as a church mouse! Not a peep, I swear!" she jostled her sister's shoulder and got involved in mock shoving contest. When the pair of them calmed down they looked to see a new chick flick starting making Tassy gag and Tanna coo. As per usual. "Also, what's up with the new hairstyle? Needed a change?" Tassy gave her sister an amused grin while she ran an hand through her newly dyed blonde locks. "Oh yeah well kinda. I was wondering when you were gonna ask about it, and kudos for waiting for as long as you did! But anyway..." As Tassy's fanatical tirade about change and mind, body, and soul mixed in with the dramatic music of the movie Tanna sat back in the couch with a hand resting lazily on her stomach exited for new life, terrified of what laid ahead, and comforted that knowing that no matter what she still had her twin by her side. |
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 9:10 pm
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Tʜᴇʏ sᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.
I'ᴍ ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴡᴀʏ.
I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏɢ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ʜᴀʟғ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀɢʟᴀss. I ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ.
Cyd had used the Knight Bus to get to the address of Loki's sister, Tanna. According to him, all of his sisters would be there, simply to meet her, as if she were something fancy. She had a large suspicion that they also wanted to meet their new nephew, so she had spent the morning preparing him for travel. Once at the house, she bounced the baby, who was still panicking from the intense bus ride. The woman offered him his pacifier, which he seemed to accept, before walking toward the door. London was rested against her shoulder, and sleepy brown eyes were peeking out, watching the colors go by. He wiggled a bit, so Cyd pat his back for a moment, before rapping her knuckles on the door. She bit her lip, wondering what sort of people Loki's sisters were. She had a ******** ton of sisters herself, but that didn't mean she was good at talking to them. Perhaps they'd be too focused on the baby to care much about her? That would work, she hoped. London wiggled some more, reaching a small arm over her shoulder to rest a bit more comfortably. He didn't seem to like being all burritoed up in his blankets, particularly on such a pretty day.
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘᴀʏ-ᴏғғ ғᴏʀ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ғᴀɪᴛʜ ɪs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ's ᴛᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ.
I'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ. Iᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ sᴜᴛᴜʀᴇs.
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs, ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
Aɴᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴏᴜᴛ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴs ᴅᴏᴡɴ
Jᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 10:29 pm
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Tanna had been the one to suggest and plan their Sisterly Get-Together slash Baby Meet Up. Mainly because besides their parents, and obviously Loki, no one had yet seen the newest Ellis and none of the sisters had met Cyd. Tassy at least knew the most about her since their brother had gone to her when he first found out about the baby but besides their Mum, they had nothing. None of the women were too worried about her since she had already met the Ellis matron; if their mother didn't like you, she didn't like you and everyone around you knew it. The fact that she even talked about the other woman gave enough clues that she was more than alright. So Tassy was fussing around in the kitchen making finger foods and arranging the sweets Nell had generously gotten from her girlfriend, since the Hufflepuff sure as hell couldn't cook, while her twin was getting her boys ready for the day. It still amazed the musician that her sister, her twin!, had given birth. Marriage was one thing but motherhood was a totally different road, one she didn't think she'd walk on any day soon. She was cutting up the fruit for the platter when they heard a knock on the door and her youngest sister squealed getting an eye roll from both twins and mutinous squeaks from the two boys. "Gods Nell, can you get any louder? I think some dogs in outer space couldn't hear you." Tanna told her only to get a raspberry in return. "Can the both of you act your age, please? Tassy, stop being mean to Nell and Nell...she does have a point." the artist said with a sheepish grin while her other sister snorted and Nell pouted goodhearted. Not wanting to overwhelm the woman with her youngest sister's boundless energy, Tanna decided that she would welcome Cydney and went to the door to bring her in. "Hi, you must be Cydney, and that adorable bundle must be London. Come on in, we were just finishing up everything. Oh right! Introductions, um, I'm Tanna, I was the one who you wrote to while we were both pregnant. Over there in the kitchen is-" "I think I can introduce myself just fine thanks. I'm Tassy, her twin and resident musician while she's our artist." Tassy came out of the kitchen to greet her soon-to-be-in-the-near-future sister-in-law and pointing a finger towards the other mother. Nell finally couldn't contain herself and came bounding over to the woman only just restraining herself from giving her a crushing hug. "And I'm Nell! I'm the youngest, resident magizoologist, and ohmygoshisn'thejustthecutestthing! Lookit his little socks and his little hands and his little everything!" she gushed over the infant before her oldest sister pulled her away. "I'd apologize for her but I have none." Tassy told her with a wink and grin while her sister made a noise of protest and her twin just shook her head. "If you decide to run I won't stop you. I'll even admit to planning it once or twice myself." Tanna told Cydney with a wry grin as the other two sisters both scoffed.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 10:45 pm
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Tʜᴇʏ sᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.
I'ᴍ ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴡᴀʏ.
I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏɢ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ʜᴀʟғ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀɢʟᴀss. I ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ.
Cydney jolted when the door opened, then she offered a small grin. It was Tanna, the one she'd been writing with throughout London's development. "Hi Tanna. And please, don't fuss on my behalf." Truthfully, she felt bad for not bringing anything, but London hadn't wanted to sleep much the night prior, so she was still a bit tired. All the sudden, a second Tanna came through the kitchen, introducing herself as Tassy, a twin. Cyd nodded, about to greet the woman, but another girl practically sprinted over to introduce herself and comment on the baby, all in one breath. Cyd blinked a few times, then blushed. "Ah.. hello Tassy and Nell. And yes, he is still pretty little. Though, he's growing pretty quick.... and there's no need to apologize. About my own family, the poor guy's been passed around between more females then he'll probably ever see through the rest of his life. If we can survive them, we'll make it fine. I will warn, though, he might get cranky... or I might. Either way." She grinned, this time a bit more earnestly. She moved London so he was laying in her arms, then tapped his nose with a fingertip, making him squawk excitedly. She watched as he wiggled excitedly, before noting his wide eyes and quivering lower lip. With a cluck of her tongue, she put his pacifier back in his mouth, waiting a second until he calmed down. "If you hold him, beware. His favorite game is to spit out his paccy, then scream as though you're murdering him. Other than that, he seems to like to watch people." She bounced the baby, then kissed his cheek, earning another squirm from the baby. Eventually he'd wiggle away like soap... that wiggled... or something. She was too tired to think up analogies.
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘᴀʏ-ᴏғғ ғᴏʀ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ғᴀɪᴛʜ ɪs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ's ᴛᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ.
I'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ. Iᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ sᴜᴛᴜʀᴇs.
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs, ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
Aɴᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴏᴜᴛ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴs ᴅᴏᴡɴ
Jᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2015 11:27 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2015 11:59 am
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Tʜᴇʏ sᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.
I'ᴍ ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴡᴀʏ.
I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏɢ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ʜᴀʟғ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀɢʟᴀss. I ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ.
Cydney moved to sit on the couch, grateful in knowing she'd be able to stand on her own. Tassy said that she had already thought past Cyd's detail, and mentioned being unable to drink, to which Tanna set off on a small rant. Cyd blinked, glancing around at all the others in the room, including two babies that appeared to be a bit older than her own son. At the mention of pampering, the woman grinned. "Oh, that sounds lovely. Between Londy and preparing for try-outs, I'm dead on my feet most of the time. My personal care seems to fall to the wayside. And in concordance with nails... anyone here know how to do Londy's? I'm pretty sure my Nan's the only one who can make him stop squirming long enough to care for that stuff, and his little nails are fecking sharp." She poked at her son's hand, and he wrapped his fingers around hers. Cyd chuckled at Tanna's comment about not having seen her feet in forever, and nodded along. It had been rough going, but now it had worked through with naught but reward. The woman watched the twins for a moment, noting that they were making sounds at each other and watching her own baby, who seemed more interested in his momma's fingers. When he finally did notice the others, his eyes went wide. He opened his mouth, letting his pacifier fall out, though it was caught by the little ribbon clipped to his shirt. He squirmed, then pouted for all of a half second, before wailing in a panicked confusion. He'd never met another person his size, and now there were two! Where did they come from! While he was screaming, his mom was calmly digging through his bag to plop a bottle in his mouth. After a second, the baby calmed down, happily drinking his little meal. Cyd looked over at Tanna, then grinned. "I guess I should be lucky I only have one then, yea? Not to mention he's not quite old enough to roll away... though may heaven help us all when he gets mobile. He already wiggles like he's trying to escape. He can even tell people by their voices... except at the exact time Loki gets home. Doesn't matter what he's doing, he'll screech until he gets attention from his daddy. Kinda sweet, actually." She gently pet the minimal hair Londy had, comforting him further. He was really rather annoying when he was upset, so she always tried to keep him happy. Cyd wiggled her fingers at the twin closest to her, not having a clue which was which.
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘᴀʏ-ᴏғғ ғᴏʀ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ғᴀɪᴛʜ ɪs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ's ᴛᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ.
I'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ. Iᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ sᴜᴛᴜʀᴇs.
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs, ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
Aɴᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴏᴜᴛ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴs ᴅᴏᴡɴ
Jᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2015 9:19 pm
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Tʜᴇʏ sᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.
I'ᴍ ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴡᴀʏ.
I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏɢ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ʜᴀʟғ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀɢʟᴀss. I ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ.
Cydney was about to respond to the question posed by Tassy, but Tanna responded first. "Yep. I used to play, and the Captain needs a new Beater on his team.... and Cyclone used to be my pet name... 'cause it sounds like Cydney, I guess?" She watched London, who was happily trying to guzzle every drop in the bottle, causing his mom to sigh. He was going to sick if he drank too fast! She carefully took the bottle, hoping to be able to segment him. Of course, the infant screamed, making Cyd roll her eyes as she draped a burp cloth on her shoulder and moved him. As she pat his back, he calmed himself, and it wasn't long before his eyelids started to droop. When Tanna offered to do his nails, Cyd grinned. "If you could, that would be amazing. Right now, we've just been putting him in mittens, and he hates those with a fury. He won't hold still, though!" All at once, Nell burst out the reasoning behind Cyd's trying out. The woman smirked, nodding. "Correct. I had a hit streak a kilometer long. Had enemies in every house but my own. I was gonna play for Scotland then, but pride got the best of me. Ah well. Here, Nell. Want to hold Wiggle-Bum?" She adjusted, offering over her son, who had decided to sick in her hair. She just loved the glamour of being a mother.... Gross. After quickly cleaning herself, she returned to normality. When Tanna said London's excitement over Loki was adorable, she clucked. "It is unless you're trying to feed, change, bathe, or otherwise coddle. Or if we're both in a nap. Doesn't matter. That door opens, London will scream until Loki takes over. Admittedly, it's nice to get a break for a minute." She smirked, then adjusted herself a bit, hoping her son would be content with just his pacifier for a while.
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘᴀʏ-ᴏғғ ғᴏʀ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ғᴀɪᴛʜ ɪs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ's ᴛᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ.
I'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ. Iᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ sᴜᴛᴜʀᴇs.
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs, ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
Aɴᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴏᴜᴛ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴs ᴅᴏᴡɴ
Jᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2015 2:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2015 4:35 pm
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Tʜᴇʏ sᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.
I'ᴍ ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴡᴀʏ.
I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏɢ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ʜᴀʟғ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀɢʟᴀss. I ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ.
Cydney sighed again, still rather exhausted from keeping up with her baby all night. She grabbed a biscuit, munching it thoughtfully. Nell seemed to like her nephew, and he was pondering her... or he had gas. Either way. He wiggled, kicking his tiny feet free of the blankets he was wrapped in. He hated being all wrapped up! He flailed his arms a bit, then went back to gumming on his pacifier. When this new woman spoke, brown eyes grew wide, and he wiggled a bit more. Cyd grinned at Nell's words, thinking she had reacted the same way Milo had, but with a different sort of enthusiasm. That much was obvious, anyway, since by this time, London had already decided he didn't like Milo, and he was greeting Nell... with wiggles. Silly thing. At Tassy's comment, Cyd laughed, then smiled. "Eh? Don't have her get too many. She's got to have enough room to watch her nephews!" Tanna spoke up about having to stay awake all hours due to crying, which was sometimes just because they wanted to cry. When painful breastfeeding was mentioned, Cyd nodded enthusiastically. "Oh yes it hurts. I'm not looking forward to the day London starts getting teeth. Ugh." She looked at the bottle beside herself, then set it on the table near Nell, in case London suddenly decided he wanted food right at that exact second. Luckily, it seemed he was content with just his pacifier.
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘᴀʏ-ᴏғғ ғᴏʀ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ғᴀɪᴛʜ ɪs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ's ᴛᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ.
I'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ. Iᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ sᴜᴛᴜʀᴇs.
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs, ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
Aɴᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴏᴜᴛ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴs ᴅᴏᴡɴ
Jᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 11:15 am
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Tʜᴇʏ sᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.
I'ᴍ ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴡᴀʏ.
I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ. I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴏɢ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ʜᴀʟғ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀɢʟᴀss. I ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ.
Cydney watched Nell with her baby, who seemed perfectly content to wiggle at her. His little sock-clad feet stretched out, then curled up, then stretched again, before Londy decided to just... flop. He watched his aunt, stopping every few seconds to bounce the pacifier in his mouth. After a minute or two, Cyd noticed one of the minitwins staring at her. She looked back at him, then pat his hair gently. The girls were talking about someone else, presumably Nell's girlfriend... or wife, maybe? Tassy was accused of having a certain male friend, and they started bickering rapidly. In that moment, Cyd felt like she had intruded on something, so she decided to look reasonably awkward. When they reengaged her, the woman blushed. Of course, they had to ask about a wedding. Same as everyone else. Tassy tried to lighten the mood, which the woman was grateful... sorta. "Um... yea. Everyone seems to want us married right away... except me... kinda. I mean... I love Loki, but I'm not the kind of gil to get married. I never wanted to be married... or to have kids, for that matter. Now, everything just kinda collapsed on me, and I feel like I'm drowning. I can't sleep, can't eat, and can't even retort to being an alcoholic hermit. I'm at a loss... and I hate to say it, but I'm scared. What if something happens down the line, that makes us hate each other? I don't want to be trapped in a relationship with no way out! I.... I dunno...." She dropped her head into her hands, looking visibly upset. She never had been a person to rely on less than sheer confidence, and that was stripped away. Maybe she could leave London here and get some sleep. That was surely the problem... right? It had to be! There had to be a way she could regain her bravado, without being totally stupid...
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘᴀʏ-ᴏғғ ғᴏʀ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ғᴀɪᴛʜ ɪs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ's ᴛᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ.
I'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ. Iᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ sᴜᴛᴜʀᴇs.
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs, ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
Aɴᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴏᴜᴛ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴs ᴅᴏᴡɴ
Jᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ, ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ.
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