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You and your sister? You took Macy to another shop. Grabbed a few more sweets. And then you were at the restaurant with your small mom sniffling since her Veela blood was acting up, and she wanted her husband back. Emmy went in for a tight hug, something to help mom some.
“He will be back in a second. Ran out with Professor Thompson for a beer. Did we order already?”
“Ah. No, just an appetizer, Emily. And I suppose Thompson being here would make sense… Macy? Dear? Want to sit by me?”
“Um… yes Miss Nymeria! As long as it won’t make Mister Lucerne angry.
“Never dear. Can I pat your head? Best girl my kids could have made a friend of. A great one.”, mom says in a perfectly soft tone as Macy come down to her side.
“Not that good. Could be better. But thank you? I… it is nice. I see where Jenn and Em got it. The kindness.”
“You are a good one. A bit too polite, perhaps.”, your mom says and softly caresses Macy on the top of the head.
Then after a few minutes later?
When he popped in outside? Mom just went out and grabbed him. Gave out a quick kiss you saw from the window before she brought him in. By the elbow… Veela blood acting up, wanted her mate and badly. It had been a stress filled day for her, what with the whole gun thing. With him mysteriously popping off for a while.
You and Emmy had dealt with those feelings before. Got it. Likely why the two of you were so protective of each other. Of Macy. David. And so? You just sat down. Ordered some nice pasta with scallops, while Macy got risotto with mushrooms. Got a glass of wine with your forged ID. Just settled into the love surrounding you for a bit.
<span class="mu-i">It will not take away the hatred Jennifer.</span>
Why…why won’t it get away? That voice you have been hearing. Just shut up and let me have a nice dinner!
Fuck. Mom looked a bit concerned over her lasagna. Emmy looked over for a minute before digging into her pasta with a sigh. But as quick as it came? It was gone. So you just focused on the food. Dug in.
Together? You shared a nice meal. A bit of conversation. And bit of tiramisu at the end. An espresso.
And at the end? You were around a corner with daddy’s arms on your backs and mom handling Macy. And you were back home with mom unpacking a few things, quickly, when said she needed to lay back for a minute. Needed to have daddy lay back with her.
Gross but you understood. You honestly wanted a quick nap with the girls, maybe to get Macy into a soft embrace again. You were all fat with food after all.
And so?
Emmy headed back to her room, wanted to sort her stuff. So you and Macy just went back. And she asked a question when you were on the bed.
