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Harron Peasley · 07-16-2014, 09:32 PM

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Originally Posted by Shanners

Lorelai rolled her eyes, put her free hand on her hip and sighed. "I'm pregnant, not dying. I've done this plenty of times before. Don't make me hit you and blame my hormones." Had he not witnessed her weekly cupcake making sessions with ALL of their children? Maybe not all of them all the time because Corbin and Saffron sometimes found excuses to get out of it and just eat them instead. She leant in slightly against him, smiled and kissed his cheek. "Then you can clean her up like your daddy duties say you should." And she would have a camera out to catch the chocolatey mess. Much like always.

The apologies weren't anything she was exceptionally proud of, but she would deal with it and nodded at both of her children but said nothing to them until her husband returned with their food and she leant back against him. "So, Mr. Professional... Aside from seeing Kai and Oliver, what should we be doing whilst you're working?" Because she wouldn't mind just getting herself a chair and watching him work and telling him repeatedly how good he looked whilst working.

It was a habit.

"Sorry...." Only to Mummy and Daddy though. Corbin got a scowl and she stole some of his candyfloss, making sure to lick it as best as she could so it was all gross and sticky. Ha. Take that, Corbybutt! That was totally in response to the fact he PUSHED past her and got his food first. Either way, she thanked her father for the PINK (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) popcorn and shoved some in her mouth before swiping her hand across Corbin's face to get rid of the ketchup. "Don't. Be. Gross. People are HERE." People like professional quidditch players who would think they were SILLY CHILDREN if he went around with ketchup on his gob!!

"I think we should leave Daddy to work and go see Uncle Oliver, MUMMY." Or someone else.

Anyone but Corbin.

Gross, gross Corbin.

"Plenty." Five, if they were counting numbers. Adam laughed inwardly, knowing that if anyone had experience of this, and was pretty darn good at it, it was Lorelai Stemp. "No hitting, c'mon. Don't want to damage this, do we?" Gesturing at his face with his free hand, he offered a faux-pleading look. He was gorgeous, she wouldn't ruin that, would she? "Daddy duties, eh? I think I'll be reading those again." Adam laughed a little and shook his head. Of course he'd clean Lilah up, he always did - but Merlin, for a little girl she couldn't half make such a huge mess.

After nodding at his daughters apology and giving her a kiss on the top of her forehead - a feat that nearly had the tall man crouch - he turned back to his wife, talking to her and their children now. "Well, there's shooting and beating things, against professionals. The kids might want to come and try out the new brooms, too." He pointed over to where he'd be working, taking a moment to scan the horizon and find it. Of course, he'd only let them try the junior ones at most, maybe not even them but... Well, that was if they wanted to, anyway.

"Ew, you're gross." Corbin pushed his sister away from his candy floss, and tried to pick out the sticky licked bits. He ignored how messy his fingers were getting, and continued munching on his burger.

Saffron sucked. "I'm not gross. You're gross." He repeated, pulling out a handful of her popcorn and stuffing it in his mouth. She'd taken some of his candyfloss and so he was stealing her popcorn. ~~Even if it was pink~~. She'd even had the cheek - !!!!!!11!! - to wipe his mouth. He was perfectly capable of doing that on his own.

And he hadn't needed to.

Gah. "Mummy." Corbin mocked behind Saffron's back, knowing that the emphasis was on that word to prove that he wasn't invited. Not that he cared. "Fine. Can I go and find Nathan, then?" On his own. Without Saffron?

Tyler would be there. That was adult supervision. ~~Basically~~.

07-16-2014, 09:32 PM	#64 (permalink)
Harron Peasley Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: The Losers Club Posts: 7,596 Hogwarts RPG Name: Reuben Albert Darcy-Stemp Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Billie Love Stemp Gryffindor Fifth Year x3	Sarah thinks I'm cute \| Shan's safe space. Quote: Originally Posted by Shanners Lorelai rolled her eyes, put her free hand on her hip and sighed. "I'm pregnant, not dying. I've done this plenty of times before. Don't make me hit you and blame my hormones." Had he not witnessed her weekly cupcake making sessions with ALL of their children? Maybe not all of them all the time because Corbin and Saffron sometimes found excuses to get out of it and just eat them instead. She leant in slightly against him, smiled and kissed his cheek. "Then you can clean her up like your daddy duties say you should." And she would have a camera out to catch the chocolatey mess. Much like always. The apologies weren't anything she was exceptionally proud of, but she would deal with it and nodded at both of her children but said nothing to them until her husband returned with their food and she leant back against him. "So, Mr. Professional... Aside from seeing Kai and Oliver, what should we be doing whilst you're working?" Because she wouldn't mind just getting herself a chair and watching him work and telling him repeatedly how good he looked whilst working. It was a habit. "Sorry...." Only to Mummy and Daddy though. Corbin got a scowl and she stole some of his candyfloss, making sure to lick it as best as she could so it was all gross and sticky. Ha. Take that, Corbybutt! That was totally in response to the fact he PUSHED past her and got his food first. Either way, she thanked her father for the PINK (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) popcorn and shoved some in her mouth before swiping her hand across Corbin's face to get rid of the ketchup. "Don't. Be. Gross. People are HERE." People like professional quidditch players who would think they were SILLY CHILDREN if he went around with ketchup on his gob!! "I think we should leave Daddy to work and go see Uncle Oliver, MUMMY." Or someone else. Anyone but Corbin. Gross, gross Corbin. "Plenty." Five, if they were counting numbers. Adam laughed inwardly, knowing that if anyone had experience of this, and was pretty darn good at it, it was Lorelai Stemp. "No hitting, c'mon. Don't want to damage this, do we?" Gesturing at his face with his free hand, he offered a faux-pleading look. He was gorgeous, she wouldn't ruin that, would she? "Daddy duties, eh? I think I'll be reading those again." Adam laughed a little and shook his head. Of course he'd clean Lilah up, he always did - but Merlin, for a little girl she couldn't half make such a huge mess. After nodding at his daughters apology and giving her a kiss on the top of her forehead - a feat that nearly had the tall man crouch - he turned back to his wife, talking to her and their children now. "Well, there's shooting and beating things, against professionals. The kids might want to come and try out the new brooms, too." He pointed over to where he'd be working, taking a moment to scan the horizon and find it. Of course, he'd only let them try the junior ones at most, maybe not even them but... Well, that was if they wanted to, anyway. "Ew, you're gross." Corbin pushed his sister away from his candy floss, and tried to pick out the sticky licked bits. He ignored how messy his fingers were getting, and continued munching on his burger. Saffron sucked. "I'm not gross. You're gross." He repeated, pulling out a handful of her popcorn and stuffing it in his mouth. She'd taken some of his candyfloss and so he was stealing her popcorn. ~~Even if it was pink~~. She'd even had the cheek - !!!!!!11!! - to wipe his mouth. He was perfectly capable of doing that on his own. And he hadn't needed to. Gah. "Mummy." Corbin mocked behind Saffron's back, knowing that the emphasis was on that word to prove that he wasn't invited. Not that he cared. "Fine. Can I go and find Nathan, then?" On his own. Without Saffron? Tyler would be there. That was adult supervision. ~~Basically~~. __________________ ⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________ Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽