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Post by Raimi on Oct 13, 2006 23:41:47 GMT -5
Ssitris yawned, "Celrie, your cooking makes me so tired..." a teased, rubbing his once again rounding stomache with one hand, the other ruffling his second child's dark, soft curls. The child was absolutely glued to his mother. A little duckling; following everything Ssitris did, and copying it exactly.
Yeest had called him a creepy little mime, and of course Yeest ended up with a broken jaw when Xemas got a hold of him.
Ah, the fun times had been had by all.
"What was the last thing you put in there anyway? I can't tell..." he chirped to the other life-bearer.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 13, 2006 23:51:00 GMT -5
"Peanut butter," he looked up, smiling at the two. "A fun ingredient from Earth. I'll have to show you how to use it in things, Here, want a spoon?" He offered both mother and child a spoon of peanut butter, going back to stirring the fudge and making the pasta.
Xemas entered the kitchen, still toting Tatsa. He bent and kissed his mate on the neck, touseling his sons hair. "Back, you two. I've got good news. No more three job runs for me." He nipped Ssitris' ear and rubbed his stomach before standing straight and dropping Tatsa in a chair. The blonde beamed, watching Celrie cook after a second.
"I'm going to be head of the cleaning department at the hospital. That way i'll have more time for the family." He snuck over and went to taste the chocolaty looking substance, yelping when Celrie smcaked his hand with teh hot spoon.
"Back off, it's not done yet," the vampire warned and Xemas pouted, licking chocolate off.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 13, 2006 23:56:04 GMT -5
Ssitris smiled happily and got up, hugging his mate tightly, "That's great!!!" Lately, things had really been looking up for them. It was...it was just wonderful that Xemas had gotten the job!!! He nearly squealed and hugged him again, kissing his face over and over again. "I'm so happy!!!"
The 6 year old Cythin's eyes welled with tears when his mother had gotten up, and he shuffled over to him, looking up at his father and wrapping his arms around his leg just like his mother was doing to his neck. His round, blue eyes watched everything Ssitris did, and he copied it, even going so far as to kiss his father's knee.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 14, 2006 0:02:52 GMT -5
Xemas chuckled, wrapping arms around Ssitris' waist, capturing his mouth. He broke away after a second, glancing down. "Um...Cythin, buddy, that's a bit awkward. I don't think my knees a good thing to kiss." He bent and kissed the boys forehead, pulling him up into his arms.
"There....now you're as tall as mommy, hm?" Xemas was proud of the height he'd aquired. He was now eye to eye with his mate and it was pretty nice. No longer did he feel self concious.
Celrie shook his head, grinning, and handed Tatsa a spoon of peanut butter, which the child took gratefully. "Haeleo! If you want a spoon, you have to come into the room." The young, brooding vampire entered the kitchen-obviously he had been stanidng there for awhile-his dark eyes darting over the people, shocks of silverish hair hanging over his face.
"When's dad get home? I want to walk." He grumbled, sliding into a chair.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 14, 2006 0:06:06 GMT -5
Ssitris moved away from his mate and moved to Haeleo, reaching down to ruffle his hair with a smile. "I'm sure your dad will be home soon. If you want to go out for a walk, I'm sure Xemas would take you if you asked him nicely, hm?"
Cythin whined and clambered out of his father's arms, lading on the floor with a thump that didn't seem to phase him before hurrying over and attatching himself to the blonde's leg.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 14, 2006 0:11:30 GMT -5
Haeleo glared at the man, fixing his hair. "No way. Dad told me not to be alone with an incubus pervert." Celrie gasped, trying not to laugh, pointing the spoon at his son.
"Haeleo! What did I tell you about saying stuff like that?! No fudge for you after dinner young man." Xemas shook his head at the kid, sitting in his chair, leaning back.
Tatsa finished up his peanut butter, mouth sticky and dry. "I can take him walking mommy. We'll go around the block and come back. I can show him my friends house." He licked the spoon clean, eyes scarily similar to Ssitris' watching the blonde man.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 14, 2006 0:14:34 GMT -5
Ssitris smiled softly as he sat down. "Not now sweetie, it's too late. Maybe next time, hm?" He reached over and took the spoon from him, setting it on the table.
Cythin went over to Haeleo, and blinked up at him before reaching up and ruffling his hair. ".....incibis purveert!"
Ssitris covered his mouth and began laughing hysterically.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 14, 2006 0:20:04 GMT -5
"Aww...." Tatsa turned his eyes on his father and Xemas just knew what was coming. Luckily, Cythin took care of it, taking everyone's attention.
The vampire puffed out his cheek, unsure how to deal with the small mime child. "Am not," he glared, fixing his hair before ruffling the boys curls in revenge. Actually, it was pretty funny, and when he got home, he might consider laughing about it. Right now though, there was no way.
"Pasta's done," Celrie's cheeks were red from laughing so hard and he was having trouble dishing out the bowls, wiping tears of mirth from his cheeks. "I love him, he's so cute when he mimics people," the vampire complimented, finally managing to drop pasta into a bowl and slide it to Tatsa.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 14, 2006 0:23:28 GMT -5
Ssitris chuckled a bit, and reached out for the pouting child who scuttled over to his mother and tried climbing on his lap, which he actually managed to do considering Ssitris was 4 months along. Ssitris sighed then, "Sweetie, you know you can't be up here. Why don't you sit in your chair, hm?"
"Nooooo!!!!" he whined, clinging when Ssitris attempted to remove the brunette from his lap.
"Xemas..."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 14, 2006 0:27:50 GMT -5
"Cythin," the incubus stood and unclamped little hands from his hold on Ssitris. He picked the child up, holding him even when he struggled to be down, to climb back up. "Come on, you can't sit there, you know that. You're little brothers got to have room, you'll squish him." He set the child in his seat, scooting it close to Ssitris.
"There, your chair. Don't even try climbing out, understand? You sit and eat, be a good boy." Celrie passed around the rest of the bowls, sitting himself, after pouring the fudge into flat pans to cool. Tatsa kicked his feet merrily, slurping up noodles, picking out onions and setting them beside his bowl on tht table.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 14, 2006 0:30:29 GMT -5
Cythin pouted, waiting for his father to sit before he pushed himself away from the table to get down.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 14, 2006 0:35:24 GMT -5
"Cythin Crane," Xemas stood, putting on his 'mean' face as Tatsa had called it once. "Sit your butt back on that chair and eat, or else you're going to your room. I said not to move and you're to listen," Tatsa and Haeleo stared, turnign their eyes to the small child, watching in interest. As long as it wasn't them getting scolded, it was pretty neat....
"Careful," Celrie twirled noodles around his fork. "You just might grind your teeth down to nothing. Unclench that jaw of yours Xe."
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Post by Raimi on Oct 14, 2006 0:38:46 GMT -5
"Sweetie, come on, sit back in your chair, alright?" He pulled the chair closer and patted it.
"NO!" he yelled, stamping his feet and nudging his way under his mother's arms to once again try and get to his lap.
"Cythin, stop." Ssitris scolded, far softer than Xemas would ever do. "Sit in your chair before daddy gets mad. Please? You can have some fudge when dinner's over, okay?"
The child contemplated for a long moment before slowly climbing onto his chair on his knees, and promptly throwing his bowl to the floor with an angry cry.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 14, 2006 0:45:15 GMT -5
"Your brother's wacked," Haeleo murmured to Tatsa. The blonde gave him a glare, jumping when his father slid his chair out of the way.
"Alright Cythin, you're helping me clean this up. Celrie's a guest and your mother's not allowed on the floor. You want to make a mess, you can learn to clean it up." He grabbed up the garbage can and brought it over, taking the dishrag from the sink.
"Come on," he knelt, starting to scrape noodles together. When the boy didn't move he raised angry eyes.
"Either get down and help now, or go to your room without desert. Tatsa will bring you in some pasta then, but you can't have any fudge until you calm down and listen." Usually, the boy ws alright if he could be near his mother He listened well enough, for a six year old. Xemas was frustrated with how moody he was being.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 14, 2006 0:49:01 GMT -5
After a long pause, in which the stale mate continued with father against son, Ssitris sighed and stood up. "Xemas, stop it. He doesn't understand." he hissed tiredly, moving to his youngest. "Come on sweetie, let's go get you to bed. You're tired aren't you?"
He helped the child off his seat and took his hand, leading the now sniffling, and yet victorious child from the kitchen.
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