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Oh no! Oliver recognised that face immediately and knew what was coming. A hormonal tantrum, or so he liked to call it. How right he was as Esme broke into tears. “No. No, I’m not,’’ he hurriedly said and going over to the girlfriend. He made sure to always keep his patience up as much as possible because this is when he knew Esme needed him the post. Really, he knew this wasn’t her fault. It was just hormones. Olly paused directly before her. Did she want him to hug her? Did she want him not to? It was hard to tell these days about what he should or should not be doing around her. “I promise that’s not why I’m laughing.’’ |
The tears kept coming, and Olly was trying to be reassuring, but Esme wasn't sure if he REALLY meant what he said. What if was just saying that to spare her feelings? She knew that her boyfriend wouldn't ever try to hurt her, but the hormones could make her feel loopy and insecure. Sniffling, she put her arms around him in a hug. "You don't think I am fat and disgusting now?" |
Esme’s recent teary outbursts reminded Olly of women who got insecure; it was the ‘Insecure women argot’ as he thought of it when he was younger. They all talked the same nonsense when they feel threatened. He held Esme, careful not to accidentally hurt her in the belly. “Don’t be silly,’’ he began but then immediately regretted the use of the last word. “I mean, you’re over thinking this. Of course I don’t think that. Even if you were, I’d still think you’re the most beautiful girl around.’’ This was very true. Olly tried to lighten the mood. “I’ve got a present for you. But I’ll give you later. Think of it as a house warming gift.’’ He was always like that with Esme; being largesse with her was always easy for him. |
Esme sure felt like she was fat and gross, but Olly was holding her lovingly and it seemed to her that he was telling the truth. Of course he was... he never lied to her. It was just her brain being stupid about everything and making her feel insecure. This was new and not something that she generally felt - usually she was brimming with energy and confidence. ”What did I do to deserve you?” she said, smiling and already starting to feel calm. Olly’s next statement had her raising her brow. ”You got me a present?!” Esme didn’t care too much for material things, but presents were nice occasionally, and she was surevit would be wonderful. |
Was Esme’s jabberwocky over? Oliver hoped so and as he looked down at her, he could swear to himself that he felt her get calm. He could give himself credit for this but in truth, she wasn’t like other girls; she wasn’t one to drag on a bad moment so that it would grow into something bigger. What a relief! “You bet I did. It’s not much but I hope you’ll like it. I’ve got to pick it up from the Muggle shop. As a matter of fact, I think I’d better get going now. Do you think you’ll be okay?” Olly wouldn’t want to leave her if she was sad. |
Muggle shop? Now Esme was REALLY intrigued. She did love Muggle things; something that Olly obviously knew. And the fact that it wasn’t big made her wonder even more. There were lots of possibilities, and she was curious to find out. Maybe it was something pretty to decorate their new home with. You can leave now. I’ll be fine on my own for a bit.” Esme winked and then got back to putting things in place. |
There was a wink and it told Olly that Esme was back or close to being back to herself. He was relieved. Really, it was amazing how quickly a girl’s mood can change. Even though she was reassuring him, he felt rotten about leaving her behind and alone. Though the young man had never voiced this, he was afraid that Emse was going to go into labour at any moment. He knew that it could happen earlier than it should. “Are you sure, baby?’’ Then again... He wouldn’t be gone too long. He’d try to hurry back. Olly moved in to give her a light kiss on the lips. “I’ll be back soon.’’ Thank Merlin for Disapparition! True to his word, Olly was back soon; maybe about fifteen minutes later. He was carrying a small potted plan. It was a miniature red rose plant. Red had been chosen because it was the colour of love. “Esme?’’ he called once back in the house. He really hoped she would like his gift. |
Olly was assured with a of her head, and Esme watched as he left after giving her a kiss. Even though he had never mentioned it to her, she knew that he didn't much like leaving her now; it was something she could understand, and it made her love him more than ever - if that was even possible. And he was right about not taking long, because Esme hadn't even managed to get much else done around their new home before Olly was back. "Oh, I love it!" She kissed his cheek before taking the plant from him. "This will look so nice on the window sill." She beamed. |
Esme loved the little plant! Olly was very happy. After all, a happy Esme meant a happy Oliver. “I think so too,’’ he responded, approval evident in his voice. “Just don’t forget to water it because I won’t be doing it.’’ He was teasing, of course. The young artist was always willing to help out the girlfriend, pregnant or not. His cheek was still extra warm for where she had kissed him, a feeling that he liked. “Got the perfect window sill picked out?’’ Oliver questioned and watching Esme. Surely girls thought these things over carefully. If it were him, he’d just pick the closest window and have it stashed there. |
Esme rolled her eyes at her boyfriend and then laughed. "If you were in charge of keeping all the plants, they would just die." He was no green thumb. It was a good thing that she had taken after her mother as far as gardening went, because that meant that there would be a lot of pretty flowers and plants at their cottage. She was looking forward to keeping a nice garden after the baby was born. She nodded then kissed him. "I love it here already." She was so happy. For now. With her hormones, it was only a matter of time before she had another mood swing. Poor Olly. Dealing with a crying baby Having a baby was HARD. So hard. Even after knowing more or less was going to happen, and having people in their lives who more more than happy to help them... it was still a lot to deal with. But at least they were a lot luckier than other people, who didn't really have anyone else that they COULD rely on if need be. Crawling into bed, Esme smiled at Olly. She was so tired and needed sleep. "Night. If he cries, you can deal with it." Because now she was dead to the world. |
Olly knew that one of the things babies did a lot was cry. What he had failed to prepare himself was how often that crying seemed to happen at nights. He felt sorry for Esme as most of the nights she was the one up with baby Emmett. He watched her now, as she came up beside him. He could see she was in dire need of a few days of sleep. Oliver smiled at her order. “Yes, ma’am!’’ He was quite willing and ready to sacrifice his sleep. There was a possibility that he would be able to get some painting done if he was going to be awake comforting their child. “Is he asleep for now?’’ Oliver glanced at the baby monitor out of habit. It was silent at the moment. |
September of 2116: Olivia has a few hours to herself, in which she makes a date with her little brother. Characters: Emmett McDean (WhittyBitty) Olivia McDean (FearlessLeader19) It was September which meant her and Keoghley’s daughter had been born approximately one month ago. That one month had been filled with nothing but being up at incredibly weird hours, sometimes with either parent barely sleeping… there were certainly lots of moments when they were both throwed up on. But all of that was just a part of the learning experience and one aspect of having a newborn that Liv liked was that there were so many persons in her and her girlfriend’s lives that were willing to help. Especially Keigh’s older brother, Jude. Liv, Keigh, Jude and his husband, Davet were all learning to raise babies since Jude’s twins had been born three months before Judith. She hadn’t the time to really discuss it with Keigh but she thought that Judith had taken well to her namesake! The tiny girl adored Jude to no end already. Today happened to be a rare day where she had a couple hours off from being a mommy. Keigh, her sweet love of her life, had insisted. So, Liv had decided to make a sibling date with her brother. She stood at their meetup point in St. James Park, two cups of ice coffee in her hands. Where were you, little brother? |
Emmett knew that he was running a little late, but he couldn't help it. He had lost track of time, and as a result he had to rush to get ready. And then rush some more to make his way to the park where he had planned to meet her. Running, he spotted Olivia at the entrance to the park. "I definitely didn't lose track of time!" Even though he definitely HAD. And as soon as he caught his breath, he was going to have a sip of the coffee that she had gotten for him. "Thanks, Liv." He smiled as he took his ice coffee from her. He definitely needed it. |
Olivia shifted impatiently from foot to foot. She loved her brother but goodness, did he have to be late? He knew how precious and limited her time was recently. When Emmett got here, she was surely going to pretend that she was mad at him. And there he was, running towards her. Liv plastered a look of annoyance on her face. “Sure you did,’' she remarked, rolling her eyes in her attmept to be 'mad'. At the same time, a cup of iced coffee was handed over. “You’re welcome, Em.” See? Liv wasn’t really annoyed, and she couldn't continue pretending. “What were you up to?” The Quidditch player was genuinely interested, plus she wanted to know what had kept him. |
It was obvious that Olivia wasn't really mad at him. But then she wasn't the actor. That was him. Emmett decided to play along. "What can I do for you to forgive me, Liv???" He was being dramatic and enjoying it very much. What could he say? He was a WADA student. Emmett took a sip of his coffee, smiling at his sister. Of course she would want to know what he had been up to. And Emmett wouldn't lie, he did feel a little bad for being late since he knew that Olivia was very busy. "I was rehearsing lines for the play. I got so caught up with it and I lost track of time. Then I had to rush to get ready." He hoped that she would understand. It was a play that he was in at school and he was taking it VERY seriously. "So how are you doing?" She seemed well. And he knew that they were getting a lot of help with the baby which was great. He tried to help as much as he could, though their parents were doing more than he was. It wasn't because he didn't want to help; he loved his sister. It just was that he had school. |
Olivia squinted at Emmett. Just as he knew she wasn’t mad at him, she knew he was just playing along. She recognised the acting by the attributes she had picked up both from Emmett and from Keigh’s sister, Reagan. Liv decided to go along with it. “Hmm. Let’s see, brother. Maybe a lifetime supply of coffee and free babysitting duties? Judith would need the latter when Keigh and I take some time for ourselves.” She chuckled. “Luckily, you’re forgiven.” The Beater took a long drink of coffee. This was exactly what she needed, a drink to help her be more alert and feel energetic. “Ooh, how are rehearsals going? Do I get a free pass to see the show when the time comes? Or at least a discount?” Liv squinted at her brother again. “I appreciate you making the time to hang out with me. I know you’re busy too.” The last thing she wanted was for life to drive a wedge between them. “Sleep deprived but well otherwise.” Liv beckoned the younger brother; they could walk and talk, after all. She set off, her strides not too brisk nor too slow. “But I’m enjoying it all at the same time. Does that even make sense or am I losing it?” |
Of COURSE Olivia would further the little game they were playing and ask stuff of Emmett. And while Emmett knew that it was just playing, he loved his sister enough to actually consider what she was asking from him seriously. "I would actually do that for you. And in the process I may manage to turn Judith into a theater kid as well." Now wouldn't that be a lot of fun? Emmett sure thought so even if Liv and Keigh might not agree. He laughed along with his sister. "What a relief. I wouldn't know what to do otherwise." He winked, knowing that she hadn't been truly mad in the first place. "It's going great! I think I have my part pretty much down perfectly." Which was important since he was playing one of the lead roles. Emmett took a sip of his coffee. "Of course. Mom and dad as well. And Keigh too if she'd want to go." They'd be able to find a sitter, he was sure. "I will always find the time for you, Liv." He grinned at her. He loved his big sister! Emmett nodded as he followed his sister. "I think it does." Or at least as much sense as it could to someone who didn't have kids. And he was sure that their parents would get it too. "I don't think you're losing it. Having her makes it all worth it." And he knew how much Liv loved the family she had with Keigh. And it made him happy to see her happy. |
Oh, yes. Olivia was teasing but she was serious about her and Keigh needing family to assist when they needed a babysitter. Who better than to help with such a task than family, more so when they both belonged to trustworthy ones? The Quidditch player beamed. “I knew I could count on you! Between you and Keighley’s sister, Reagan, you two will turn her into a performing arts star. Hmm. Remind me to keep a keen eye out on how this plays out. If Judith develops a love for it, we can have her enrolled in relevant activities.” Liv knew it was best to cultivate someone’s interests in something the moment they displayed it. The young woman reached out to punch Emmett’s arm. “I’m sure we could have agreed on at least one thing that could win me over.” But she was more interested in hearing all about her brother’s life. “That’s not surprising. You’re such a pro at what you do.” She knew their parents were proud of them both. “Excellent! You know that Keigh and I will always be there to support you when we can.” Sometimes, she would be busy with Quidditch but Emmett understood that. “And now you have Judith too!” She smiled. “As my brother, that was the only correct answer.” Would she ever get tired of teasing him? Not in this lifetime! “Speaking of having a tiny human who’s worth it, do you have any plans of having one of your own in the near future?” |
Emmett beamed back at Olivia. He completely dropped the teasing, letting himself get excited over the fact that he may turn his niece into a theatre kid like himself. ”Me and Reagan are definitely going to have some fun with this if Judith is on board.” He took another sip of his coffee, imaging all the costumes he could get for Judith and all the performances they could do together if she found the same passion for the arts. He nodded. ”Sure thing, Liv.” He’d definitely keep her informed. When she punched his arm, Emmett was quick to playfully return the favour, ”Of course.” He was about to tease her again, when she complimented him. ”Thanks, Liv. You’re a total pro too.” Her team was lucky to have her. ”I do really appreciate all the support. Can’t wait for Judith to be old enough to watch me perform.” Liv’s next comment had him laughing. Emmett shook his head, amused. Though her question made him thoughtful. ”I suppose so, if I find the person I would want to have a kid with. But if not, I’m happy enough being an uncle.” And he was still young, so there was lots of time to see what would happen. |
Olivia chuckled. “Don’t forget about Davet.” Reagan’s brother-in-law and best friend was now a big movie star along with Rea. Those two had certainly started off small and had made a name for themselves. “Among you three, she’ll be famous before she knows it.” Liv admired that all the Anders’ siblings were continuously making a name for themselves in their respective entertainment fields too. “Ow! That hurt!” The words were followed by a laugh because her arm, in fact, did not hurt. Not with the muscles she had accumulated over the years as a professional Beater. If anything, it was Emmett’s fist that could feel some degree of pain. “Thanks! And no problem. You know she’s going to love you. She’ll be one of your biggest fans.” Don’t ask her how she knew this; Liv just knew. She listened to Emmett’s reply with interest. “I get that. The right one will come along when the time is right. I would know all about that.” |
Oh of course! How could he have spaced on mentioning Davet? Emmett laughed along with his sister. "With the three of us, there is no way that this will fail. We can put on little performances for you two in the living room." Wouldn't that be adorable? And of he would let Judith be the star, obviously. If she wanted to be in the spotlight that is. "She'd be the most famous out of everyone." Nod. Amused eye roll. Olivia was definitely not a good actress. And even if she was he'd not have been fooled because she was tough. Olivia was a Quidditch player after all. "Are you sure you're okay? Was it too much to handle?" Emmett put on a face of concern. "I'd be so happy to have her as one of my biggest fans. It would be the best thing ever." BEAM. Emmett was really happy for his sister. That she had found love. Even though it was a bit of a complicated situation with Charlie and all that. They had a lovely family. "Absolutely. And if not that's okay. I'm just happy to have my family." Emmett grinned before taking a sip of his coffee. |
Olivia was now wondering what the probability of Judith being famous before she was even out of double digits in age. Of course, the little girl got some attention already just for being a Quidditch player and an MMA professional. But with famous actors in the family too… “We would love that! I can already see and hear Judith clapping her hands in delight. I can also see you taking her to movie premieres and also on stage at the end of your plays.” Liv certainly hadn’t a shred of the acting talent in her; she always showed and said how she felt. No one knew that better than Keighley’s husband, Charlie, whom she still resented. Now she rolled her eyes, mirroring her darling brother’s action. “No, I need to be taken to Mungo’s. Plus, just ou wait until I tell mum and dad you’re being a meanie.” She was joking, of course. It was always fun messing with Emmett. The young woman linked her arm through Emmett’s free one. “I couldn’t agree with you more. Learning to love your own company is a big win! When did you become so wise?” |
Emmett grinned and took another sip of his drink. Judith was the real star; that girl was loved so much. "So it's settled. The next time I'm babysitting I'll figure out a show to put on for you and Keighley to see." And hopefully the little one would be on board. But if not that was okay. They didn't have to do anything she didn't want to. "Oh, that's the dream..." he sighed wistfully. "Hopefully I make it far. This industry can be so hard." Usually you started small, then got your big break. Hopefully that would happen for him. And soon. "Oh no! Do you need me to rush you to the hospital right now??" Emmett was so amused right now, as evident by the big grin on his face. Though the next comment got an exaggerated gasp. "You trying to get me into trouble?! Mom and dad will never let me leave the house if you tell on me." He shook his head. His sister was so MEAN. He happily linked his arm with hers and began walking. It was a beautiful day and he wanted to enjoy it with her. "Everyone would be happier if they were able to do that." Nod. "I've always been wise. I know everything." Haha. "I also learn from the best." Meaning her. His big sister had taught him a lot over the years. |
“If there’s anyone who can come up with an entertaining concept for Judith, it’s you.” Her brother was brilliant and creative, just like their parents. Especially their dad. Olivia now fell silent, listening to Emmett’s words. She understood to an extent what he meant by the industry being hard. It could be the same in the Quidditch world with many new players starting as unknowns; some take a little longer than others to make a name for themselves. “You’re on your way already with the way you’re sticking to the process. In any case, regardless if you make it or not, the entire family will love you.” Of that he can be sure! “Yes, you can pick me up bridal style and whisk me off.” Liv spread her arms wide and waited with mock expectancy for Emmett to lift her. Then she burst out laughing. “You got that right! They’ll never let you hear the end of it too! As would I would never let you hear the end of it too.” Indeed Olivia McDean was a meanie! She was proud of it too. She nodded too. It was a marvel to her that her brother had grown so wise, and she was mentally kicking herself for not realising it earlier. Better late than never, she supposed. “Mhmm, I’m pleased to hear you acknowledge your teacher. But now the student has become the master.” Liv inclined her head in a bow. “So, besides acting, is there any hobby you’re paying particular attention to?” |
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