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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 30, 2014 20:38:49 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren gasped, flower now coating her hair and face. She blew out a cloud of it from her lips, blinking at him in shock. "You little-" she started and bounced towards him, moving the spoon in his hand to smear a bit of it over his cheek. Her mood was a but lifted by the playfulness, laughing lightly as she turned to grab herself a small handful of flower and blow it from her hands towards his face in close proximity.
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Post by shades on Jan 30, 2014 20:47:42 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; The flour went dead on his face, making the front and bangs his hair a bit powdery white, going up his nose with a cough, Bastian sniffing as he retaliated with shoving the spoon again like a sword and pulling out an egg from the carton. With a crack on the counter he dumped the egg on Lauren's head with a grin. "What? At least I'm not a egghead." Bastian was dashing away now, scaring Duke who had just entered for food and left scrambling away. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 30, 2014 20:56:02 GMT
Lauren Skyes: The egg dripped down the front of Lauren's head and she gasped even louder, feeling the white and yellow drippings slither down her face and neck. With a swipe of her hand she chucked the remaining residue off of her hair and towards any part of him she could hit. "Egghead? Is that the best you got?" she grinned, picking up another scoop of flower and tossing it in his general direction though he was moving fast.
Lauren would have to clean up this mess, but that was out of her mind at the moment.
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Post by shades on Jan 31, 2014 0:30:00 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Tongue sticking between his lip and teeth, smiling as he was being pelted from across the isle. “Well, it was that or cake-face.” Bastian laughed, wiping his glasses of flower like a car windshield wipers. He took them off, looking ridiculous; like having a bad tan line as the flour covered everywhere but where his glasses shielded him.
Holding up a finger, Bastian backed away to the sweet smelling cake; pulling out a toothpick and shoving it in the dough, examining it carefully.
Grabbing the cake from the oven with oven mitts on, and setting it on the stove to cool; Bastian reached over sneakily to the flour and tossed some more with a large, sneaky, grin. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 31, 2014 0:41:53 GMT
Lauren Skyes: "You sneaky little bastard-" she growled playfully after more flour pelted her body. Now covered in a fine layer of it, she moved to get closer to him. The sweet smell of the cake filled her nose and almost coated the feelings rushing through her body. Being playful with Bastian reminded her of high school - how teasing they were. They'd changed so much since then.
Somehow she got a hold of him and snaked her arms around his back to pull him closer to her. Her big blue eyes gazed up at him, a small smirk on her features. "But you're my sneaky little bastard." Her hand reached up to wipe some more cake batter she had left over on her hand, then her lips met his before he could do anything about it. Lauren smiled through the kiss, rocking back and forth a bit before letting go of him and stepping towards the fridge with a skip in her step.
Drew was on on her way home somehow.
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Post by shades on Jan 31, 2014 0:53:47 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Bastian smiled, “hey you married me for it.” He smirked, moving to the sink to wipe the counter and floor. At least when Drew got home the kitchen would be somewhat clean. They would have to clean the lot of it officially when Drew and Duke went to bed (because dear God that dog had to go to sleep with her also) or Lauren will when she’s in school and he’s at work.
They probably looked weird when Drew was dropped off by Mrs. Mosier and their daughter saw her parents covered in flour and egg. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 31, 2014 1:00:12 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren was just heading to the bathroom to clean up, throwing a, "And I wouldn't take that decision back for the world!" over her shoulder at Bastian before stopping when Drew entered the house.
"How was your day?" Lauren asked her daughter, who immediately ran up and hugged her. She pulled back and looked up at Lauren's stringy hair.
"What happened to your hair?" Drew asked with a giggle, moving to take some egg yolk out of one of the strands. Lauren shook her head with a smile.
"Your Dad attacked me," she tickled Drew's armpits which made her laugh as they both changed course to head into the kitchen.
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Post by shades on Jan 31, 2014 1:06:41 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; “Hey if your nose wasn’t in the way, I wouldn’t have battered it.” Bastian called back, wiping off the island and moving to the fridge; taking out the frosting and beginning to spread it across the cake.
Looking up at Drew, “how was your day, sweetie?” He asked, green eyes light and young. His other hand moving to his still lightly sore neck, because damn it office jobs. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 31, 2014 1:09:58 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Drew skipped over to the island, eying the mess a bit but ignoring it soon after with a swing of her legs on one of the chairs. "It was fine. Lucy and I built a bug capturing cage today during recess," she grinned, shuffling off her backpack into Lauren's awaiting hands. She laid it nicely to the side and took a seat across from her daughter.
Lauren glanced at Bastian when Drew asked, "What's the cake for?" She was at a loss for words, honestly.
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Post by shades on Jan 31, 2014 1:28:43 GMT
Humming, Bastian cut the cake, one for each of them. Pulling out plates with his just washed hands. “You know how Ellie has an older sister, and Lucy with her baby brother? Or Uncle Ian and his little sisters?” He asked casually, sliding some forks across the island to Drew and one to Lauren; poking his own bit of cake with a fork. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 31, 2014 1:45:01 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren watched her baby carefully, looking for any signs of distress.
Drew's eyes widened as her dad offered her cake, instantly shoving some into her mouth with a toothy grin. "Yeah," she said through a full mouth. She swallowed then, "I miss Uncle Ian's sisters."
Lauren smiled lightly and ran her hand over Drew's hair all the way down to her neck. "We miss them too, Drew. But you know how a family can have more than one baby come from the mommy and daddy? Like Lucy's little brother and Uncle Ian's sisters?" she asked while holding her neck gently still. Drew watched her, then glanced at her dad while eating more cake.
"Yes?" she said while in mid chew. Lauren bit her lip, choking a bit on her words.
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Post by shades on Jan 31, 2014 1:52:40 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Looking down, rubbing his lenses lightly of his glasses of all the flour before setting them aside. “Your mom and I are going to have another baby, brother or sister, we still haven’t…” Bastian chewed his lip trying to figure out what to say. “The letter on whether or not it’s a boy or girl.”
If someone told Bastian he would be having this talk with his own daughter eight years ago, Bastian would have laughed with a loud ‘no fucking way’ and never take them seriously again. Now here he was giving the sibling talk and eventually the ‘baby comes from’ talk. Which might be more Lauren’s forte honestly. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 31, 2014 2:02:47 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren winced slightly as Drew flickered her gaze back to her mother. "A baby?"
Her mother nodded. "Yes. A baby sister - or brother." She grinned, though her heart was pounding. "Just like you grew in my tummy; there's another one inside there right now," Lauren grabbed Drew's small hand and put it on her stomach for emphasis. Drew looked over at Bastian with furrowed eyebrows, then back at her mother and her hand on her torso.
"But Lucy told me that her parents stopped liking her a lot when her brother came along," she pulled her hand away suddenly, driving all the air out of Lauren's lungs. This was the reaction she'd been dreading. "They ignored her more."
"Drew, honey. We would never ignore you, ever. This baby is a blessing to our family; and yes, he or she is going to need some extra love because they'll be so small. Like you were once-" Lauren smiled at her, trying to get her to reconcile. "But that doesn't mean we'll ever love you less, baby."
Drew frowned, putting down her fork and folding her hands. She said quietly, "I don't want a baby sister or brother."
Lauren stopped dead, looking at Bastian like - 'um, fucking shit we're screwed'.
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Post by shades on Jan 31, 2014 2:10:03 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Leaning forward on the island, rubbing his eyes and nose. “Unfortunately, there isn’t anything we can do without…” Killing him or her? Giving them away? “Making us sad. We still and will always love you.” Bastian smiled, trying to reason.
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 31, 2014 2:21:49 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Drew took another bite of cake and finished it, moving to slide off of the stool and get her backpack. "I think I'm going to go to my room now. Think about stuff." She began to walk towards the stairs and up towards her room, closing the door behind her quietly.
Lauren let out a breath. "She is so your daughter," she commented about the 'think about stuff' thing and ran her hands over her face. That hadn't gone anything like she'd hope it would.
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