I’m really okay Erik… *she brings her hands back to the table and smiles slightly* But if it makes you feel better… I’ll make sure to relax today.
Yes sweetie? *she turns to Lucia, a small smile on her face. Lucia looked at her with big brown eyes*
Oh no, Lucia. You don’t need to worry about mommy! I’m okay. Just enjoy your pancakes, sweetie.
Yes, that really would make me feel a lot better. And in other news, your pancakes are ready now!
/Transfers them over to a plate, walking over to the table and putting them down in front of her. For a moment, the twins both look over, but he manages to distract them/ Oh no, you don’t want these! You’ve got yummy pancakes, so you should eat those!
/For a moment, they both stare, but eventually Lucia giggles and returns to eating, and even though Mason clearly isn’t entirely convinced, he decides to eat his food too/
/As he’s about to turn back, either to tidy up the kitchen counter or to make more pancakes (or both), he hears the discussion between Lucia and Bianca/ Wow…if the same person who was easily convinced that your pancakes were off-limits wasn’t fooled by your claim of being completely healthy, that must mean that the universe is entirely out of balance, or that you need to take my advice!
Ah, you were? Why, I wouldn’t find it to be rude at all, it’d be more of a nice surprise actually. I actually would have been more than happy to have the opportunity show your children some picture books I picked up for the younger siblings of some of my students.
*Smiles warmly at Lucia when she waves* Hello there. *Looks over to Mason, chuckling slightly as he notices how occupied the food is keeping the child* Ah, it’s amazing how they seem to have such different personalities yet still *sighs nostalgically* they both remind me a lot of my younger brother when he was little. It seems nice that they’ll be able to grow up together at the same time.
Oh, well…maybe if it had just been me, I might have. But I think it’s more polite to give a prior warning when I’ve got these two in tow!
/Smiles/ Ah, really? Your brother must have been quite an interesting child then!
Heh, I do admit it does seem like it would be nice. They’ll always have each other! And I guess it’s always kind of been that way. When they were really little, they didn’t like to be too far away from one another for too long. Even now, if they have a little squabble over something, they’re usually able to make up on their own! It’s quite something, really…
Oh, you’re a father? -Smiles- I’d never be able to guess that. I bet it’s hard raising up your own kids when you still have to take care of yourself, right?
-Glances at his violin- No, of course not. It’d be a waste if someone who owns a violin doesn’t even use it properly…
Hehe, I get that a lot…but surprisingly, I don’t really miss my life before that point! I find the time with my family much more fulfilling.
/Nods/ Right. And even if someone keeps it in a collection, it still doesn’t seem right. Instruments are meant to be played, after all!
Oh, by the way, my name is Erik! And…I’m assuming your real name probably isn’t Kotomi, is it?
I’m sure it just runs in his blood. The men do seem to enjoy their food with great speed. Family dinners were always entertaining to watch. *she lightly pinches Mason’s cheek and he pouts at his mother* Hey, don’t give me that look. It’s my look! *she pouts back a bit more silly than usual and Mason returns to eating, just a bit slower*
*She looks at Erik, nodding* Yes, I’m fine. Really. Don’t look at me like that. *she turns away from him to look at the twins before looking back at him* I’m really okay. But I might not be if I don’t get my pancakes. *she smiles, placing her hand on his cheek in reassurance*
…Y-Yeah, entertaining is one way to put it! Eheh… /glances over/ yes, I’ve definitely seen that one before! And it’s just as cute on both mother and son~
/Sighs/ All right, I’m working on it. I don’t think you’d want undercooked pancakes! But…take it easy today, okay? Especially if you start actually feeling bad, besides just a few sniffles here and there.
-He laughs nervously- I’m really sorry about that. You know how anons are with their terrible ideas! I hope you’re not deaf though… -He bites on his lower lip- But I swear, I’m much better than what you just heard.
Oh! A dare…that’s…
Yes, those anons sure are ruthless when it comes to dares! But no, I’m not deaf now. Honestly, I doubt anything could damage my hearing more than what I went through during my first few months of fatherhood! Hehe…
Ah, but now that I look at your violin, I’ve no doubt you can actually play! It looks like an antique…and normally, those don’t end up in the hands of someone who’s just messing around!
[shudders, for some reason entirely squicked out by even the mention of childbirth] G-Goddess’ Sake, that sounds… that sounds awful. So much that could have gone wrong in a home birth… [swallows hard, suddenly feeling nauseous] Y-ya’ll got very lucky… I’m happy for ya.
[tosses the rest of her drink down] Say, are they done? I can put their cups in the sink- and yours, if ya’d like.
Hehe, well I was pretty scared. First time dad to twins that need to be born at home…it really is like piling on every worrisome thing! /Looking over at her, he sees that something appears a little off/ Hey, are you okay?
/Lucia also happens to look over at her, but instead of asking the same thing (though she obviously couldn’t quite do that yet), she goes over and sits down in front of Sara. Unsure of what to do, she looks up at her and waves with her usual, cheerful, “hiii~”/
/Smiles/ Hey now, you’re only now saying hello? Better late than never, I guess…ah, and yes, thank you so much! /Collects the empty cups and hands them off to her/
Ah yes… They don’t quite need that in their diet. *she glances at them just in time to see Mason make a funny face and Lucia burst into a small fit of giggles*
*Bianca watches as the twins receive their tiny pancakes and she giggles quietly at their excitement. When Erik begins to make her pancakes, she takes a seat at the table. She nods with a delighted smile when Lucia addresses her*
Why yes they look very yummy! Isn’t it great that daddy can cook so well?
[Lucia]: Yesh! *she goes back to eating, sometimes glancing up at her father to see if he’ll do any more magic with the frying pan*
*Bianca smiles watching the two eat— Mason a bit faster then his sister —and anticipates eating her own plate. Without realizing it, she sniffles and then sneezes lightly* Ah, pardon me.
/Smiles, glancing back toward the table as Lucia affirms he’s a good cook/ Hehe, I’m glad to know there’s another very cute girl in this household who appreciates it! As well as a handsome young fellow… /goes back to cooking/ ah, speaking of which, he’s not going too fast, is he? I can’t figure out why he feels the need to speed-eat, but it’s not good for him to do.
/Is about ready to flip one of her pancakes when he hears her sniffle, but when she sneezes, he turns the heat on the stove down in anticipation of needing to go and talk to her…and maybe to convince her to go back to bed/ Are…you okay, love?
*Before Erik answers her, she hears Lucia and walks over to her, placing a kiss on her head. She does the same to Mason after he mumbles a soft “mahhh” in her direction.*
How very thoughtful of you dear, but I would have loved to join you all. *she smiles, walking over to her husband for a quick kiss* I guess it’s not too late though. Are you making my favorite? *she peers into the pan, a bigger smile appearing on her face as she finally recognizes the warm, sweet scent of the pancakes*
Exactly why I haven’t made yours just yet, hehe. /Lowers his voice/ Not to mention that they’re not getting your favorite. As you can probably tell, their energy is high enough without adding C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E.
Speaking of which… /puts a cooled-off pancake on each of two little plates he had ready, cutting them up into little pieces before bringing them over to the twins who are eagerly waiting in their high chairs/ Here you go, sorry for the wait!
/Walks back over to the stove, taking a bag of chocolate chips he had nearby and adding them to the extra batter/ And now, Mommy’s pancakes… /turns back to briefly face the twins/ nothing’s going on here, nothing to see! Just enjoy your breakfast!
/Obviously, they don’t need to be told twice. Mason is already eating, and Lucia can barely contain her enthusiasm/
/Turns around/ Yes, missy miss?
[L]: /Excitedly points to her plate/ Dis!!
/Grins, before turning back to the stove/ Hehe, glad you like it~
/Still not finished proclaiming her joy over breakfast, she addresses her brother as well/
[L]: Mayshy! Dis!
[Mason]: /Looks over at her, his face covered in crumbs, before nodding, seemingly in approval/ Fooood…
/Finally, she needs to let her mother know, and repeats the whole ordeal except with “mama” as the addressee/
/While making the tiny pancakes for the twins (even though they’ll still have to be cut into pieces, tiny pancakes are just too cute), he’s also having a grand old time making a performance out of it/ Okay, Daddy’s going to flip the pancake again! Are you two ready?
/Mason is silent, staring at the food that he just wants to eat. Lucia, however, is kicking her legs in excitement due to ZOMGDADDY’STHROWINGFOODANDMAKINGNOISE enthusiasm/
Okay, I’m going to count again! One…two…three! /Lifting one of the smaller pancakes with his spatula, he flips it just high enough that it won’t fall anywhere but the pan, but also enough that it’ll be interesting. Lucia screams with excitement, causing Mason to flinch and then give her an annoyed look before going back to staring down the pancakes/
/Since he’s focused on cooking, Erik doesn’t hear Bianca enter the room at first. Lucia, however, notices right away and waves with a cheerful, “hiiii~”/
/Looks up from the stove/ Hi? Oh! /Smiles, hearing Bianca speak/ Well, because these two woke up early and I didn’t want to wake you up! Though I’m surprised it took you this long, hehe.
[Lucia:] /Seeing her father’s enthusiasm and remembering the nice man with his purple clothes, she smiles and waves/ Hiiii~!
/Mason has no interest in anything but his cheese cubes and cut up bits of fruit/