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Apr 24, 2010 08:47PM
"Well good then," she stated, businesslike in her four year old demeanor. "Don't forget the chocolate chips." Waverley gifted Emmy with a quick, secretive smile.
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Emmy gave her a small but happy smile. Then she set the child down walking to Patrik's side. He had already moved to the pan and was starting in on the pancakes.
Waverley tried to see, but was too short.
Emmy wrapped her arm around Patrik's waist and leaned on him, the contact intamite enough for the both of them to be happy.
Salem sensed the four-year-old's frustration and swept her up and onto the counter so she could watch the pancakes sizzle. Waverley smiled in thanks, only feeling Connie's pain as a dull throbbing now.
Emmy was tired now, this was a lot of stuff happening in what, one day? She could feel Patrik's heartbeat through his back, she smiled, no longer interested in the Pancakes.
Salem averted her eyes, giving them privacy while making sure Wave didn't fall off the counter or touch the griddle.
Patrik nudged her"Go to sleep. Like upstairs, we'll still be down here when you wake up."
Emmy went to say that she wasn't tired, but it died on her lips.
Salem smiled. "We can hold down the fort." she was reassuring her about Limerick, but it could be taken in a more general sense.
Poetic Ingenius- [Kenny:] wrote: "♫ Mandy ♫ wrote: "((basically this whole RP is Kenny, Naphilim, and Aphrodite, and Bellie the Squirrel girl or something. Wow. I will not even try.))"((I thought that was the point of the other o..."
((Bellie is gone? :[))
((her parents made her delete her account.))
((wow that really sucks.))Teeghan started to feel tired too, "Yeah, I think I am going to go and have a nap too. I am a little tired from today's...events." Teeghan half-smiled up at Limerick and went to her and Avery's bedroom.
Limerick grinned at her and leaned against the wall.
Teeghan got into the bedroom and checked on Avery. Then she walked to the bed and got under the covers. She just laid there thinking about everything.
Teeghan's eyes slowly drifted close as she fell into a deep sleep.
Poetic Ingenius- [Kenny:] wrote: "Salem smiled. "We can hold down the fort." she was reassuring her about Limerick, but it could be taken in a more general sense."Emmy's eyes followed Limerick as he left and she sighed, then pressing a kiss on Patrik's lips she went to her bedroom on the top floor. She barely made it onto her, long unslept in bed before colapsing and falling into sleep.
Waverley focussed on the pancake-making. "how does it work?" she asked Patrik.
Patrik flipped a pancake then explained"You get the batter, then you put some water in the batter. And if you want to you can add stuff into the mix, like the chocolate chips. Then you pour the batter into the pan and it gets heated up."
"Why?" she asked.((tehe, the 'why' phase))
((haha oh god.))Patrik snickered
"I don't know."
((I knoweth))"So we can eat it?" Waverley suggested.
Bellie said (her post is a reply to one where Wave was still with Connie):Sean nodded. "Okay." He looked at them and his brow knitted with worry when he saw that the younger girl, Waverley, was crying. "Hey," He said gently to the girls, "What's wrong?"
Connie whispered to Wave, "It's okay. I'm not leaving yet. This isn't how I go." Then she looked up at Sean at the sound of his voice and she smiled slightly to see the pair together, when she had so often seen them mourning each other in her visions. "I'm just not feeling well, and Wave is worried for me."
Salem smiled gently at Connie, "Do you think you'd be able to stand it if I picked you up? I think you'd be more comfortable on the couch."
Bellie said: Connie nodded. "I think--" She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment as her headache made her dizzy, coming in waves and making breath come in short pants. Then it eased again and she slowly opened her eyes to look up at Salem again. "Yes, that will be fine, I think," she said very quietly.
She picked her up swiftly and carried her to the couch, setting her down with all the gentleness of a mother.
Bellie said: Sean followed close behind, like Salem's shadow.Connie sighed softly and sank into the cushions, wriggling until she was comfortable. "Thank you," she whispered.
Salem nodded. "I'm sorry you have to go through this.
"Yeah. So we can eat it." Patrik nodded
"Well that's good then," she giggled. Waverley looked up carefully at the thought Salem projected at her. "Guess what? Connie's not dyin' yet."
Patrik thought to himselfDo we attract death or something? It's all that ever seems to come to us, death, pain or sorrow. Very rarely we see happiness or get the slightest glimpse of hope.
"That's good, right?" she asked when he didn't answer.Bellie said: Connie shrugged. "I knew it would happen. It's okay. I'm so glad you're all back together again."
Sean tilted his head curiously.
Salem frowned. "What do you mean by that?"
Patrik was yanked out of his revere when she spoke"Yeah Sweets, its really good."
"Okay!" Waverley poked a pancake. "Is it done yet?"
Patrik nodded and slid the perfect pancake into a plate.
"Yes! Of course!" Patrik told her "Just hang on." He got out a fork and a knife then grabbing the maple syrup he put some on her pancake. "Ok now."
"What's that?" she poked it, coming up sticky.
"Maple syrup.It's good, lick your finger."
Waverley did so and her eyes lit up. "Whoa!"
She picked up the fork and sat cross legged on the counter. Waverley stabbed the pancake.
Patrik smiled and pulled up a bar stool.
"Do you like pancakes?" she asked with her mouth full.
"Mhm, not as much as Miss Emmy though." Patrik said, trying out Emmy's nickname with the girl. It sounded too weird in his mouth, it was like when he called her Emmeline, it was alien and didn't fit her like Emmy did. Emmy was the girl he knew, the girl he loved.
((haha. she only calls Emmy that because of how powerful she is. it's actually kinda sad, the reason))Waverley looked at him funny. "You don't call her that. You call her Emmy." she wasn't asking, she was telling.
((Rlly?? Was that the WHOLE reason?))Patrik nodded looking at her
"I know. I was trying to see how weird it felt to call Emmy that. The name felt weird on my tounge." he explained
((um..sorta. and the fact that her parents weren't very nice and hurt her when she didn't call people their 'proper' titles))"I know, I felt it," she said matter of factly. "You don't haveta call her Miss Emmy. Cause you're strong too."
((Ahh poor baby!))Patrik looked confused
"What do you mean by that? Are you going to call me Sir Patrik or something?" He asked, really hoping she didn't
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