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Old 04-19-2019, 03:25 AM   #45 (permalink)
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SPOILER!!: McCarthy kids, snitch happenings, the mascot
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Gunnar had to admit that he was pretty excited that they got to go to the Quidditch World Cup. It was a really big deal and, even though he wasn't as into any of the English players as he would have been into the German players had they have been playing, he was still eager for the match. He just didn't really have a favorite. Okay, maybe England since he would feel more loyalty towards that country having family and heritage here. But either way, it was sure to be a good time.

And he didn't mind taking care of his sister while they were at the match. He was still rather worried about her, especially with some of the memory issues she was clearly having. Though maybe it was his brother he should be worried about with his entire no fear, cavalier attitude. But he was used to that from Morgan.

"Sure, let's get some snacks," he answered Chloe in German, his preferred language to those who could speak it. "Some sodas and soft pretzels?" Though nachos with cheese sounded really good too. He glanced at Jörg. "Are you sure? I could help you get some." And he could leave Chloe and Morgan with their parents, so his sister didn't have to worry about walking and his brother wouldn't be such a handful for him. Plus, it would be a lot for the other boy to handle on his own.

It didn't matter so much to him who won, and Gunnar simply shrugged when the conversation turned to that. He didn't follow any of it that closely, even if he did like the sport and really enjoyed playing himself. "I bet you will one day, Chlo," he grinned. He could definitely see her playing professionally some day, and even for a national team. She was already on her way, even with her injury.


"Whoa, guys! We're really high up!" Morgan said in his mixture of German and English as he leaned over the railing to look at how far down the ground was. He normally would have balked at having his older brother pull him away from the railing like he did, but he was soon distracted by all the noises and commotion going on around them. There was a lot to see, and look! Some of the players were already flying on their brooms!

"No way, Chloe!" he grinned as she mentioned playing in a match like this one day. "I'm going to play the Quidditch World Cup and I'll kick your booty into next week!" That was a hilarious phrase he had recently learned at school, and he laughed again as he told it to his sister. But he was suddenly more interested in snacks. "I want hot dogs, Gunnar!" Three of them, with different toppings on each.


This was the most exciting day and Chloe should be about as hyper and excited as Morgan was, but she was way more calm and quiet. She just was taking everything in and holding on until she got to her seat. Once they were at their seats she didn't stand for long, but sat and got comfortable listening to all the conversations around her. She went into her own thoughts for a moment as she pictured what it would be like to fly like this one day. She would do it no matter what she had to give up or try. Hearing Gunnar says she would be was nice too, he was so supportive of her and she appreciated it.

She looked up at Gunnar for a moment as he named some snacks, her stare probably showed that she was thinking harder than she should for the answer. "Yes, that works. I like pretzels... Ithink" the last of those words mumbled more to herself than to anyone around her.

As she watched Morgan she gasped, "Would you sit down before you fall. Mum doesn't need to injured children while she's pregnant with the fourth." She still couldn't believe her mom was having another baby, though she didn't mind it, it was just weird. Plus look how crazy Morgan was, did she really want another? 'You are giving me a headache Morg, please sit down." He was talking so fast and in both their languages, it was too hard for her to keep up so she just focused on the pitch as the match got started.

"I want England to win" she mentioned to Jörg as she thought about what he had said. It was nice that he was right next to them, she enjoyed her friend and was glad to get to see him. Her eyes widened though as two seekers came flying towards the stands, luckily it wasn't right near them, but was that the minister of magic? Thankfully it seemed they didn't hit him and all was well, but wow was the chasers really moving back and forth.

She glanced at Gunnar and Jorg for a second, "I can help if you need it, but I'd rather just stay here if that's alright." She knew that was what they wanted her to do, so she scanned the pitch again, "Oh hey Morgan look there." Pointing at the mascot she figured he'd like it.

Jörg just watched the McCarthy's, since he didn't have any siblings this family was always fascinating to him. He enjoyed being around all of them and liked how well they got along, though some of their fights would make him laugh harder than they should. He frowned at Chloe's frustration she seemed to have in her head. "If you want to help me that's fine Gunnar, but if you think you should stay I can grab everything." He knew it might be a lot, but he could handle it.

Morgan was so entertaining that Jörg had a hard time not watching him, but the game soon started and he stood to head towards the concessions with his eyes in the sky.
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