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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 7:55:41 GMT -5
*Julian smiled as he scooped more spoonfuls for Pina to roll.*
Yes. Yes it is. Just the three of us. That is all we need.
*He glanced up, his gaze meeting Erik's for a moment with a knowing smile.*
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Post by Erik on Oct 29, 2007 8:52:11 GMT -5
*Erik smiled back, content. This... and Christian. It was all he needed.*
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Post by Pina on Oct 29, 2007 9:25:10 GMT -5
*If Pina were older ((*grumble must resist! grumble*)), she would have wondered about the looks that Erik an Julian were giving each other. But for now, she was content to roll dough and wait excitedly for the first batch. She hummed a pretty tuneless song as she went.*
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 9:48:46 GMT -5
*Julian's lips tightened a moment.*
Of course. Him too.
*His demeanor was suddenly colder, but he tried to not let it affect his cookie making. Couldn't have Pina thinking of it.*
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Post by Erik on Oct 29, 2007 9:54:05 GMT -5
*Erik felt Julian's mood alter like a change in the weather. He couldn't think why; couldn't remember what he might have thought, or done, that would have precipitated it. But Julian, like himself, was a temperamental creature. It was to be expected.*
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Post by Pina on Oct 29, 2007 10:00:26 GMT -5
*Pina continued concentrating on the dough, sneaking a few pieces in her mouth. It was always better before it was cooked, for some reason.*
"Done!" *she announced proudly.*
"Are the other ones finished cooking?"
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 10:10:25 GMT -5
*Julian tried to clear his head, checking the time.*
"Ah! You did such a good job. You're done right on time."
*He picked up a towel and opened the oven, pulling out the tray and putting them on the stove.*
"You ready to put in the next batch?"
*He forced a distracted smile, lifting her up and leaning over so she could pick up the tray.*
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Post by Erik on Oct 29, 2007 10:13:28 GMT -5
*Cookies smelled much better with a nose, Erik reflected. All the things he'd missed, before! He really ought to thank Megan properly for her gift. But how?*
You are amazing with her.
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 10:19:55 GMT -5
*Julian paused, letting her get a good grip on the tray.*
I...thank you, Mother. But I do not believe that Megan would see things in such a way. Or...Christian.
*He hoisted her up and took her back to the oven to put in the next batch.*
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Post by Erik on Oct 29, 2007 10:31:07 GMT -5
Megan is not here. And Christian... He adores Erik. He will live with what Erik requires. I told you you would not be lost to me.
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 10:37:27 GMT -5
*Julian set Pina back on her stool.*
He will not abide me, Mother. I know that he will try to drive us apart.
*He took some of the first batch and plated them for Pina.*
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Post by Erik on Oct 29, 2007 10:50:22 GMT -5
"They look and smell wonderful, Pina. You'll be a regular chef in no time."
He cannot. He will not. But Erik cannot give him up... I cannot explain it, but surely you feel the pull? What I feel... will not be denied. Either way.
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 11:02:21 GMT -5
*Julian poured a few glasses of milk and brought them back to the counter.*
I...I know that you will not be without him. I accept such things. I understand why. But...he doesn't. He wants me banished. He wants to be your only. And since...
*He looked wounded to his deepest core for a moment.*
At least you know that he will be here after. I know that he can please you better than I can.
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Post by Pina on Oct 29, 2007 11:47:53 GMT -5
*Pina frowned before picking one up. She had a feeling that there was something going on besides cookies.*
"Are you okay?" *The question was addressed to Julian, but she looked from him to Erik.*
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 11:52:35 GMT -5
*Julian turned to Pina and forced a smile.*
"I'm fine, my princess. I'm just tired from making the cookies. That's all."
*He kissed her forehead gently.*
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