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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 30, 2014 17:56:25 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren smirked lightly when she was turned away from him, then went into character. "Oh! I knew I forgot something," she moved to go back towards him a little, rummaging in her bag for the 'something' while biting her tongue. Her nails scraped the surface of it, and she pulled the stick pregnancy test out of her bag, twirling it between her fingers. "Oh no, look, it's right here," she couldn't stop the grin from showing through, shoving the plus sign on the stick for Bastian to look at, her heart fluttering excitedly.
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Post by shades on Jan 30, 2014 18:09:45 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Looking down, Bastian well, he paled at first then his balance wavered slightly then he just looked again while pinching himself. The plus didn’t change and he wasn’t waking up from a dream—albeit it wasn’t a bad dream. Bastian Skyes had fathered another child.
He stared for a long time, green eyes moving from the stick, to Lauren, to her stomach; mind reeling his mouth slightly agape.
“How long have you known and how far in do you think…?” Bastian asked, straightening out and pulling Lauren into a loving embrace; running his fingers through her hair as his nose pressed to her head. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 30, 2014 18:21:56 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren let out an excited laugh. "I found out yesterday. From what Dr. Messingham said this morning, he thinks I'm around six weeks," she grinned up at him, laying with the hair at the nape of his neck with both hands. She'd disposed of the pregnancy test into her bag again, focused more on Bastian. Another slightly laugh escaped her lips and she cupped his face with her hands. "Are you okay? You look a bit pale," she was smiling so big her cheeks hurt. They were pregnant. She was pregnant. Sure, it was unexpected. But she was damn happy about it.
"I missed my period by two weeks, didn't think very much of it. But when I brought it up to Hannah, she just made me take a test at her house. I couldn't even believe it. I mean I know we have sex but it hasn't been all the time you know with your job," she was rambling, motioning with one hand while still grasping the back of his neck with the other, "and when we do have sex we usually use protection or I'm on the pill, right?" she was saying the word sex really loudly, making peoples heads turn but she didn't care. "But the I remembered I'd forgotten to take it that one day..." she blinked up at him while biting her lip and putting a little hop in her step. "That one night," she hinted with her tone, another smile creeping onto her features.
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Post by shades on Jan 30, 2014 18:33:27 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; “I’m fine.” He insisted, following Lauren along as he checked the dog food brands, buying one for puppies specifically; Duke liked it quite a bit. He was also examining collars and dog tags, but decided to wait for the pooch to be bigger.
Bastian had a smile as she kept saying ‘sex’ loudly. Thankfully, this was where the American services mainly shopped, but still a few Indonesian’s were looking like they were strange. “Oh.” He finally said at the mention of that one night. It was an interesting night, he admitted, looking at his wife carefully.
“Mhm, sorry ‘bout that. We really need to learn from our mistakes and get drunk in public. I’m quite frankly not hoping to be Cheaper by the Dozen.” He teased, but was happy nonetheless. Careful now to avoid spicy foods and eat healthier, yeah, because Lauren was pregnant again.
Drew. “How are we going to tell Drew?” |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 30, 2014 18:52:06 GMT
Lauren Skyes: "I thought maybe we could make a cake or something cute; she's going to be so excited," Lauren grinned, her body moving to push the cart again instead of being glued to Bastian. A smile would not leave her face, there was a kick in her step. Maybe she hadn't really enjoyed Drew pregnancy as much as she could have. Maybe she was beyond excited about this one because she wasn't horribly shocked and it wasn't a bad thing that she was pregnant. She would never say that out loud, but she knew it was true. She'd been so oppressed and depressed during Drew's pregnancy that she hadn't been able to enjoy it at all. But maybe now, with this one, it might be better?
"Oh man I'm excited," she flashed a smile at Bastian, stepping lightly on the floor of the store.
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Post by shades on Jan 30, 2014 19:04:05 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Rolling his eyes fondly, “I’d like to hear you say that when the morning sickness and all that arrives.” He teased, wandering past to grab some on-sale cheddar whales. Tossing the box into the cart, pushing his glasses up his nose.
“Except for the dairy and frozen foods, we have everything. Unless you’ve already started the cravings.” He teased, looking into the isle and pulling out funfetti cake mix; knowing Lauren would never try and bake a cake from scratch. Neither would he, well, he doesn’t like too at least. Tossing it into the cart.
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 30, 2014 19:07:53 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren punched him playfully. "Oh you'll know when I'm craving something, I'll make it clear," she grinned at him, moving to follow him towards the front of the store.
{ Shall we skip to telling Drew? }
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 30, 2014 19:21:21 GMT
Lauren Skyes: While Drew was still at school, Lauren decided she was going to make the cake and have it ready for her when she got home. She'd made some frosting (herself surprisingly) and was now just reading the back of the cake box with a confused expression. How the hell was Bastian so good at making food? This shit was so complicated.
Sighing, she set the oven to 350 degrees and moved back towards her set up on the counter; cake mix, measuring cups, eggs; all things she was supposed to put into the cake but was dreading it. Ugh. Cooking/baking was just not her thing. And she was already tired; damn hormones. Running a hand through her hair, she leaned on the counter and studied the directions once more.
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Post by shades on Jan 30, 2014 19:37:53 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; When Lauren had said she would tell Drew, Bastian made it an objective to get home for it. Even if it meant doing immigration duty and visa duty for a week, which it did, but that was better then what he did on most days which was either dangerous or boring. Here he was able to talk to people and figure out why they wanted to go to America. Which was fun, sometimes.
Bastian walked in the door, wiping his eyes and rubbing his sore neck, and leaving it unlocked for Drew to come home. He sniffed the air, “whatcha burning?” He asked casually, popping the keys in a bowl on the table in the hallway that he often questions its use mentally on bad days when he trips on it. He was dressed a bit more casually today, nice black jeans, dress shirt, shoes, and tie. Office days didn't require him to look completely professional. Taking off his ID badge for the embassy office and popping it on the table before checking his watch. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 30, 2014 19:45:21 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren huffed, glancing up at Bastian as he entered their home. "Possibly air," she groaned because hell she hadn't even put anything in the freaking oven yet. Her hands went to rub over her face messily, breathing threw the cracks of her fingers like a whiny little kid. "I hate cooking," she grumbled, moving to study the box again.
She wasn't dressed in anything special; just a nice flowing floral colored dress and bare feet. Since she stayed at home all the time it wasn't really needed to do much more than throw on a wrinkled dress; it was actually just a good day if she got out of her pajamas.
Giving up going over the ingredients while the oven warmed, she waltzed over to Bastian and smiled subtly. Her fingers grazed to pull on his neck as she kissed him lightly. "How was work?" she offered, putting her own thoughts aside for the moment.
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Post by shades on Jan 30, 2014 20:04:27 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; “Besides a young woman going to see her American boyfriend on a visa, and a shadey gentleman who smelled like drugs and alcohol who I sent immediately for a drug test before letting him go on ‘vacation’, and an old lady wanting to visit her family and proceeding to tell their life story and her life story in one sitting as I wrote up the documents; boring.” Bastian huffed, kissing Lauren back with a smile before moving over to the sink to roll his sleeves and wash his hands. He flicked water on Lauren before moving to the bowl.
Briefly glancing at the directions (which by now he knew, two eggs, oil, water, and stir) he set to work cracking the eggs, measuring the oil and water before stirring the mixture together. Bastian held up a regular plastic Scooby-Doo cup questioningly with a ‘Lauren you use a measuring cup for these things’ look before putting it back.
Bastian returned to stirring, “and how was everything on your end?” He noticed Duke trotting by with a stuffed animal Drew must of left on the ground and in his reach, making him roll his green eyes.
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 30, 2014 20:16:17 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren bent down to rub the mutt's ear, beginning to grow quite fond of the pup even if she was still a bit bitter about his arrival. He'd kept her company most days and it was nice - most of the time. There had been a few incidents of puppy messes on the carpet, and even one break of a picture frame. But she couldn't hold it against him; he was just so dang cute.
Her feet carried her to the island across from him, frowning down at the cake mix a bit after he flicked her with water and gave her that look. "Uneventful. Duke and I went on a walk; I needed some air. Then I went over some of my pictures of the Voulez issue that Nala (her agent) got me. And then I stared at this cake for a while contemplating life and just how damn complicated making food is," she rubbed her face. Making cake was honestly the dumbest thing to be upset over, but she was hormonal on top of tired and she didn't really care all the much. Plus she was a bit nervous about telling Drew about their new addition.
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Post by shades on Jan 30, 2014 20:24:23 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Nodding, Bastian quickly scooped the cake mix in a pan and in the oven it went to cook; his finger dipped in the bowl licking it off. He dipped it again, because he was damn straight sure that licking the bowl was the best part of it all.
Smirking, he offered Lauren some cake mix on his finger; and just before she could even lick it, he smeared it on her nose. “Well, at least it was a down day, those are always fun.” Bastian smiled, licking another bit of cake mix seductively with a wiggle of his eyebrows. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 30, 2014 20:29:02 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren opened her mouth, shocked at the cool thick substance sticking to the tip of her nose. Just as quickly as he'd finished talking, she scooped her hand messily into the bowl and wiped it across his cheek with a snarky ass grin, licking the remnants off her fingers with her own eyebrow dance. Before he could come after her, she moved out of his arms reach and backed up against the wall with a laugh. "Every day is a down day around here," she grinned, ready to move if he advanced on her again.
{ I'm just imagining Puck's and Quinn's cake fight from glee xD } |
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Post by shades on Jan 30, 2014 20:33:47 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Growling playfully, Bastian had the unlicked stirring spoon in one hand and was reaching for the flour on the counter and sending a puff of it her way. He grinned, “yeah, well try keeping the peace in a foreign country. It isn’t exactly Disney animation.” He teased, “you are the model after all.” He sent some more flour her way, reach out with the spoon to smudge some cake mix on Lauren. |
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