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Originally Posted by
Cedric
Tino was so happy to be included with Storm, but he WAS still trying to get a grab on that cake. HE could carry it! What, it was only half his size. He kept up with Storm as they made their way over to the table with Mummy and Storm's mom. "Me! Eat!" The little cherub was still only just beginning to speak – much of his speech was unintelligible – but he was getting the hang of some basic vocab. Namely "me."
Paulie scooped up Valentino and plopped him on his lap as he took a seat beside Tori. Tino appeared to be getting antsy for some of that cake, so Paulie quickly slid over the little scoop of strawberry that was for sunny boy. Also his own mint chocolate chip, you know. He tried to spoon up some strawberry for Tino, but the boy was physically insisting on doing it himself. "Fine, fine. You eat your ice cream, Tino." Paulie wasn't going to promise that that boy would keep his clothes clean, though. But hey, that's why they had magic, right? Tori could still get her cute pics for her blog.
He'd wanted to admonish Zara for her unsisterly behavior a few minutes ago, but to be honest, it had already slipped his mind. Lucky Zara. FOR NOW. Could pop back in his head later, so she wasn't totally in the clear. Paulie chuckled when Louisa said something about their family taking permission from the Fosters. "'S that right? Huh. Sounds like a fun turn to me," Paulie grinned before eating a heaping bite of ice cream himself. "Pfffft, I bought the cake! Ya can at least cut it." He was enjoying his ice cream way too much to be bothered with cutting the cake. Sorry, Helen, that was now your duty.
"So, what've you two hens been talkin' 'bout, hmm?" Paulie leaned over so he was all up in Tori's space, his eyes on her strawberry dish. "Gimme a bite." Treats always tasted so much better when they were someone ELSE'S. Especially Tori's. Quote:
Originally Posted by
BanaBatGirl
The cake was for HER and STORMY, did everyone hear that? Zara banged her fork and spoon fists on the table loudly to emphasize her friend's point. She didn't .... really know what these big words were that Storm's mom was using. 'Retaliation?' and 'Integrity'? Who talked like that? Zara's big eyes trailed to her dad to see if he'd tell her.
Also, why did her dad have to sit in Stormy's seat? UGHHHHHH. Zara made a big pouty face. "I need a piece." Hello, adults just feeding yourselves! HELLO! She ignored the napkin from her mum, allowing it to float in the air and land on the table like a sheet in the wind. Hehe. Cool.
"I'll help him," Tori cooed to her babies (aka, the boys) as she spooned up a little bit of her own strawberry ice cream. She wanted to zoooooom it into his mouth, but he was fussing and trying to act like such a big boy, so she laughed and spooned it into Paulie's mouth instead. Since he was trying to probably get Tino's baby drool on her leg anyway, sitting as close as he was. "There ya go, baby." Her BIGGEST baby hehe. She patted his cheek after she fed him, too. PAT PAT. It was not even a smack!
Tori stuck the same spoon back into her ice cream and swirled it all around. She was feeling anxious about eating so much sugar today; it wasn't part of her diet plan to lose five pounds by this time next week. Maybe she could feed this ALL to Paulie? He never gained any weight. He was still perfection.
As for what they were talking about? Well this was an easy way to distract everyone. "Louisa's having marital problems," Tori declared with a flippant smirk. "She's been making threats of violence against you and me and that one fan who sends me cat pictures."
Can Louisa just say how Tino and Zara were her favorite fosters? Not even Paulie right now was on top of her list. She just sat there, watching with a small smile the smallest child basically boss his parents without their knowledge probably. "
You're so lucky we have the kids around, Foster." She replied to Paulie's refusing to cut HIS cake idea. Since she was the responsible adult here, Louisa did cut a piece of cake for Zara first, then another one for Storm. Meanwhile, Tori and Paulie were acting only like a few years older than their children with the ice cream feeding business. Louisa, eating her ice cream like a normal person, just stared at them with a blank expression.
Storm also watched uncle Paulie and auntie Tori's interactions interestingly. They were so happy, and you could tell how much they loved being together just by watching them. You didn't even have to know they were married. She didn't notice she chuckled a little when uncle Paulie got a scoopful of ice cream.
How come her parents never acted this way? She knew her mum and dad loved each other but only because she asked and they answered. You wouldn't tell from just looking at them. Not like Zara's parents. For some reason, that made her regret not insisting her dad came with them today. He was pretty tired, her mum said, so she didn't want to bother him. When Tino fussed with his ice cream, her attention snapped back to her piece of ice cream cake. She grabbed a spoon, cut off a piece, and started playing a little with the small piece.
Louisa fixed Tori with a look. A LOOK. A
serious Louisa look that didn't appreciate the marital thing, her child who understood words way better than hers was sitting right there and wouldn't understand the joke/jab. "
Oh I will always threaten you and your joke of an audience." she replied, not being a good role model for her daughter saying this. "
I fail to see what's new." She took a bite full of butterbeer ice cream.
"Mum?" Storm, slightly rocking her dangling feet from the chair, interrupted, "What does marital mean?" Married? That was the closest she could relate to.
Yep. She saw that coming. "
Marriage. She's just joking. We're joking." Louisa answered quickly, then tapped Storm's plate with her finger. "
You're not eating."
Not completely believing her mother because no one was laughing (who were outside of the couple of lovebirds), Storm nodded slowly. If she said so... "I am. It's just cold. I need to eat slowly so it doesn't hurt here." She pointed to her forehead.