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noodles · 05-09-2010, 09:34 PM

SPOILER!!: Wifey <33

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle

Paris was fickle, but the give was as predictable as rain. "Thats your daughter," she pointed out to him with a grin. Paris was daddy's little girl through and through. But everyone would enjoy pizza. Even Egypt if she were allowed the pineapples and mushrooms she loved that no one else did.

She nodded. "Yes, fashions change but I'm a classic person. And classic never goes out of style," she winked at him. Speaking of new fashions New York Fashion Week was coming up and she wanted to make it for her sister's show. Paris of course would jump in with both feet it would take some convincing to get Willow to go.

She didn't want to come between Paris and Nathan. That was a line of fire she was sure to stay out of. Paris made it very clear in the beginning that she was daddy's little girl and no one was taking that crown from her. Egypt even felt from time to time that Paris was jealous of the relationship between her and Nathan. She looked at Nathan. "She did talk to me." Egypt said slowly. "She's upset that you never spoke to her. Even after that night at the Leaky. She's not upset over all that happened she's just hurting Nathan and she just needs the steady hand of her father and his love to get through this. She still loves you and you are her favorite. Just go talk to her." she smiled. Paris could never stay mad at Nathan but she was a bit hurt but a father daughter day would smooth things over with her. "Good," he would let her help him pack. She wanted him home and anything to get him there faster was alright in her book.

She smiled at him, "Seems like she is a dog after my own heart." Killer was an unusual name for a female dog. But with all the other pets in the house she would fit right into the Greenwood home. The children would be excited about a party. Egypt was that's for sure.

She giggled for a few more minutes looking at her husband. He was fanatical about his hair. "Nothing," she finally said when she was able to control her voice to speak. "I love you too," she told him as he squeezed her hand.

She bristled when he suggested again that she go speak with her mother. So far she hadn't exchanged words with her mother. She just couldn't face her mother right now. What she had done had hurt her deeply. She tried to break up her marriage and destroy her family. It just hurt to think that her mother who was supposed to love her above all else would do something like that to her. Her eyes soften at his words. "You would come with me to speak to my mother?" That would be like Nathan walking into the lion's den for him. There wasn't any love lost between Nathan and Afia, though Egypt never understood why her mother hated Nathan so much. "Nathan you shouldn't have to explain yourself to my mother. You have more than proven yourself as a husband and a father." she explained to him. She felt if her mother had a problem with Nathan it was her bloody problem. "You have been a loving husband who attended to all my whims and every need. You loved me more than I deserved to be. You are a devoted father to 7 wonderful, well adjusted children who are doing amazing things. Our love and our family is the envy of all our friends. If my mother has a problem with that then she can go jump off the Black Pool Pier." Egypt was done trying to convince her mother that Nathan was the best man in the world for her and their children.

Nathan would never change. No matter how many children they had he still freaked out when she turned up pregnant. She leaned back in her chair to watch the Nathan-attack that was happening within her husband. It was amusing that he tried to hide his attack from her. Nathan was an open book to her and he couldn't even if he tried to hide his feelings from her. She folded her thin arms across her chest and an amused looked played across her face. "Well I didn't mean we should make a baby right now." she tried not to giggle at Nathan as he looked like he was ready to pass out, but she loved this little attack of his about her pregnancies. "I just wanted you to know that I'm ready whenever to have another go at this baby thing." she smiled.

Nathan mirrored Egypt's grin. He nodded. “Oh I'm not denying that.” He winked. “And I would change her for the world.” Nope – Paris was perfect in Nathan's eyes... even her flaws were endearing to him.

It was true that Egypt's style was very classical. She still intrigued Nathan how she could look stunning in anything she put on; it seemed so effortless. If they hadn't been together so long he would question why she was with him. She could have had a rich film star type, but she went for him. But their compatibility shone through in their personalities... and, lets face it, when Nathan made an effort and donned a suit, they matched extremely well. “Lets drink to that.” He raised his glass. “To Egypt and her style.” He wiggled his eyebrows playfully and took a generous gulp of his drink.

He became serious as Egypt confirmed his suspicions that Paris had spoken to her. “You mean when we were apart?” He asked with a thoughtful frown. “I wrote everyday at first.. until it became too painful that I never got a reply. I wasn't even sure you were staying with your mother.” He sighed. Why was he defending himself to Egypt here.. she understood – he thought Paris did too. It hurt to think that the girl even held a tiniest bit of resentment toward him. He swallowed. “I'll speak to her.” He said softly.

He chuckled a little when Egypt said it was 'nothing' and reached up to brush his hair out of his eyes which were twinkling with mirth as he looked at his beloved. “Fine. Keep your secret then.” He teased with a smirk and a flirtatious wink.

He noticed the change in Egypt's body language at his suggestion of going to visit Afia. He took another large gulp of his drink again; this time clearly not as a toast. He swallowed and nodded. “Of course I would. I would walk over hot coals for you, my love. Anywhere.” Into the very gates of hell; which, he supposed going to see Afia equated to for him. “I don't want to explain myself.” He said softly. “I want to know why she has such hatred for me. I want to know if it's me.. something I'm doing; or whether it's truly irrational and then we'll know if something can be done.” He leaned over the table a little and listened intently to his wife over the background noise of the restaurant. He smiled at little at her words – he couldn't disagree with any of it. He had done all those things and his heart filled with a sudden surge of love for Egypt; he hadn't experienced this feeling since before she left. “I'll leave it up to you.” He said gently. “If you want me to fling myself into the snake pit, I'll gladly do it.. if you don't, then that's fine too.” He looked into her eyes searchingly – he would do whatever Egypt wanted to do.

Oh.. she was amused by his little internal panic was she? Nathan raised an eyebrow as he looked at Egypt sitting there with her arms crossed. He relaxed a little. “Wait until we get home at least, love.” He teased and chuckled. He nodded. Phew.. thank Merlin; he needed time to get settled back into Uptown Court before a screaming bundle of poop came along to ruin their cosy existence. Heh.

05-09-2010, 09:34 PM	#271 (permalink)
noodles Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: hiss Posts: 12,265 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2	Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! SPOILER!!: Wifey <33 Quote: Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle Paris was fickle, but the give was as predictable as rain. "Thats your daughter," she pointed out to him with a grin. Paris was daddy's little girl through and through. But everyone would enjoy pizza. Even Egypt if she were allowed the pineapples and mushrooms she loved that no one else did. She nodded. "Yes, fashions change but I'm a classic person. And classic never goes out of style," she winked at him. Speaking of new fashions New York Fashion Week was coming up and she wanted to make it for her sister's show. Paris of course would jump in with both feet it would take some convincing to get Willow to go. She didn't want to come between Paris and Nathan. That was a line of fire she was sure to stay out of. Paris made it very clear in the beginning that she was daddy's little girl and no one was taking that crown from her. Egypt even felt from time to time that Paris was jealous of the relationship between her and Nathan. She looked at Nathan. "She did talk to me." Egypt said slowly. "She's upset that you never spoke to her. Even after that night at the Leaky. She's not upset over all that happened she's just hurting Nathan and she just needs the steady hand of her father and his love to get through this. She still loves you and you are her favorite. Just go talk to her." she smiled. Paris could never stay mad at Nathan but she was a bit hurt but a father daughter day would smooth things over with her. "Good," he would let her help him pack. She wanted him home and anything to get him there faster was alright in her book. She smiled at him, "Seems like she is a dog after my own heart." Killer was an unusual name for a female dog. But with all the other pets in the house she would fit right into the Greenwood home. The children would be excited about a party. Egypt was that's for sure. She giggled for a few more minutes looking at her husband. He was fanatical about his hair. "Nothing," she finally said when she was able to control her voice to speak. "I love you too," she told him as he squeezed her hand. She bristled when he suggested again that she go speak with her mother. So far she hadn't exchanged words with her mother. She just couldn't face her mother right now. What she had done had hurt her deeply. She tried to break up her marriage and destroy her family. It just hurt to think that her mother who was supposed to love her above all else would do something like that to her. Her eyes soften at his words. "You would come with me to speak to my mother?" That would be like Nathan walking into the lion's den for him. There wasn't any love lost between Nathan and Afia, though Egypt never understood why her mother hated Nathan so much. "Nathan you shouldn't have to explain yourself to my mother. You have more than proven yourself as a husband and a father." she explained to him. She felt if her mother had a problem with Nathan it was her bloody problem. "You have been a loving husband who attended to all my whims and every need. You loved me more than I deserved to be. You are a devoted father to 7 wonderful, well adjusted children who are doing amazing things. Our love and our family is the envy of all our friends. If my mother has a problem with that then she can go jump off the Black Pool Pier." Egypt was done trying to convince her mother that Nathan was the best man in the world for her and their children. Nathan would never change. No matter how many children they had he still freaked out when she turned up pregnant. She leaned back in her chair to watch the Nathan-attack that was happening within her husband. It was amusing that he tried to hide his attack from her. Nathan was an open book to her and he couldn't even if he tried to hide his feelings from her. She folded her thin arms across her chest and an amused looked played across her face. "Well I didn't mean we should make a baby right now." she tried not to giggle at Nathan as he looked like he was ready to pass out, but she loved this little attack of his about her pregnancies. "I just wanted you to know that I'm ready whenever to have another go at this baby thing." she smiled. Nathan mirrored Egypt's grin. He nodded. “Oh I'm not denying that.” He winked. “And I would change her for the world.” Nope – Paris was perfect in Nathan's eyes... even her flaws were endearing to him. It was true that Egypt's style was very classical. She still intrigued Nathan how she could look stunning in anything she put on; it seemed so effortless. If they hadn't been together so long he would question why she was with him. She could have had a rich film star type, but she went for him. But their compatibility shone through in their personalities... and, lets face it, when Nathan made an effort and donned a suit, they matched extremely well. “Lets drink to that.” He raised his glass. “To Egypt and her style.” He wiggled his eyebrows playfully and took a generous gulp of his drink. He became serious as Egypt confirmed his suspicions that Paris had spoken to her. “You mean when we were apart?” He asked with a thoughtful frown. “I wrote everyday at first.. until it became too painful that I never got a reply. I wasn't even sure you were staying with your mother.” He sighed. Why was he defending himself to Egypt here.. she understood – he thought Paris did too. It hurt to think that the girl even held a tiniest bit of resentment toward him. He swallowed. “I'll speak to her.” He said softly. He chuckled a little when Egypt said it was 'nothing' and reached up to brush his hair out of his eyes which were twinkling with mirth as he looked at his beloved. “Fine. Keep your secret then.” He teased with a smirk and a flirtatious wink. He noticed the change in Egypt's body language at his suggestion of going to visit Afia. He took another large gulp of his drink again; this time clearly not as a toast. He swallowed and nodded. “Of course I would. I would walk over hot coals for you, my love. Anywhere.” Into the very gates of hell; which, he supposed going to see Afia equated to for him. “I don't want to explain myself.” He said softly. “I want to know why she has such hatred for me. I want to know if it's me.. something I'm doing; or whether it's truly irrational and then we'll know if something can be done.” He leaned over the table a little and listened intently to his wife over the background noise of the restaurant. He smiled at little at her words – he couldn't disagree with any of it. He had done all those things and his heart filled with a sudden surge of love for Egypt; he hadn't experienced this feeling since before she left. “I'll leave it up to you.” He said gently. “If you want me to fling myself into the snake pit, I'll gladly do it.. if you don't, then that's fine too.” He looked into her eyes searchingly – he would do whatever Egypt wanted to do. Oh.. she was amused by his little internal panic was she? Nathan raised an eyebrow as he looked at Egypt sitting there with her arms crossed. He relaxed a little. “Wait until we get home at least, love.” He teased and chuckled. He nodded. Phew.. thank Merlin; he needed time to get settled back into Uptown Court before a screaming bundle of poop came along to ruin their cosy existence. Heh. __________________