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Stefan · 09-08-2016, 03:18 PM

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Originally Posted by Tazzie

It was last week that Beezus, who was not working at the ministry for that long yet, discovered the Daycare area. She didn't think such a thing existed inside the bustling workplace that it made her ecstatic to bits when Elliot brought her there to pick up her son and Beezus' godson. She loved babies. Everyone who truly knew her knew that little fact.

Which was why she was here today again. Work ended early so she had lots of time to spare before she had to go and make herself dinner.

The brunette barely made it inside when her eyes were drawn towards a rather familiar figure.

...Mordred?

She knew he worked in the Ministry but they haven't been able to see each other yet mainly because of her being busy with moving in and adjusting to work. Tilting her head to get a better look at the man - you never know, she could have mistaken someone else for him, Beezus walked towards him, "Orangefeet?"

It was when she reached him that she finally noticed that he was holding a little kid. Blink. As far as she knew, her friend was not one to volunteer taking care of kids. He was so not good with kids. But this one was smiling and all like he was very comfy and happy and...

No way.

Mordred grinned contentedly as he watched Noah nibble on an apple slice. He knew tots loved sugary stuff, so he felt clever about sneaking in something sweet and healthy for his little one. Gobs of baby food were smothered on his shirt, but the young father didn’t mind. The dragonologist surely was enjoying his quality time with his mini-me.

Mordred chuckled when Noah tried to feed his dad with the fruit in his tiny hand. “For me?” His eyes crinkled as he smiled at the gesture. “It’s okay, bud. You can have it...” Short arms and legs waved about and funny noises erupted once more. The rather picturesque moment was broken when Mordred heard someone call out a nickname that he haven’t heard in a very long time. It was also spoken with a voice he had surprisingly missed.

Looking up, Mordred gazed at a very familiar face...and her facade was accompanied by a lot of Hogwarts memories. “So the news is true then?” he asked with a mild surprised expression on his face. Chuckling, Mordred stood up carrying Noah with him and towered over an old friend. “It has been a while, Applehead.”

“App’a?” Came a rather small muttered sound from the little fellow. Mordred then showed the young Mordaunt to Beezus. “My son, Noah Alexander.” He said rather proudly as he stroked the boy’s small head.

09-08-2016, 03:18 PM	#35 (permalink)
Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Quote: Originally Posted by Tazzie It was last week that Beezus, who was not working at the ministry for that long yet, discovered the Daycare area. She didn't think such a thing existed inside the bustling workplace that it made her ecstatic to bits when Elliot brought her there to pick up her son and Beezus' godson. She loved babies. Everyone who truly knew her knew that little fact. Which was why she was here today again. Work ended early so she had lots of time to spare before she had to go and make herself dinner. The brunette barely made it inside when her eyes were drawn towards a rather familiar figure. ...Mordred? She knew he worked in the Ministry but they haven't been able to see each other yet mainly because of her being busy with moving in and adjusting to work. Tilting her head to get a better look at the man - you never know, she could have mistaken someone else for him, Beezus walked towards him, "Orangefeet?" It was when she reached him that she finally noticed that he was holding a little kid. Blink. As far as she knew, her friend was not one to volunteer taking care of kids. He was so not good with kids. But this one was smiling and all like he was very comfy and happy and... No way. Mordred grinned contentedly as he watched Noah nibble on an apple slice. He knew tots loved sugary stuff, so he felt clever about sneaking in something sweet and healthy for his little one. Gobs of baby food were smothered on his shirt, but the young father didn’t mind. The dragonologist surely was enjoying his quality time with his mini-me. Mordred chuckled when Noah tried to feed his dad with the fruit in his tiny hand. “For me?” His eyes crinkled as he smiled at the gesture. “It’s okay, bud. You can have it...” Short arms and legs waved about and funny noises erupted once more. The rather picturesque moment was broken when Mordred heard someone call out a nickname that he haven’t heard in a very long time. It was also spoken with a voice he had surprisingly missed. Looking up, Mordred gazed at a very familiar face...and her facade was accompanied by a lot of Hogwarts memories. “So the news is true then?” he asked with a mild surprised expression on his face. Chuckling, Mordred stood up carrying Noah with him and towered over an old friend. *“It has been a while, Applehead.”* “App’a?” Came a rather small muttered sound from the little fellow. Mordred then showed the young Mordaunt to Beezus. “My son, Noah Alexander.” He said rather proudly as he stroked the boy’s small head. __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.