From his spout at his desk he could hear Abby yelling from outside to the children upstairs, "If you don't be careful your teeth will fall out." He couldn't catch all the conversation something about cleaning the gums, and in Abby's importance voice, "GINGA-VITUS!"
All the noise he would never finish the blue prints by the deadline. It was just one of the facts of life he should of accepted long ago, but being the optomistic he was thought he could juggle being a well to do architect and a family man. Oh so wrong he was.
"I knew I should of never tied her to that balloon." Hoagie sighed, what the hell did he agree to when he decided to marry Abigail Lincoln exactly. He wasn't very sure, maybe after twelve years of marriage and five kids to boot he was comtenplating his choice. Only if he would have joined the monestary, hell practiced a little celebcy he would have never been in this situation in the first part but with five kids, it was easy to get irratable and a times use them for his schemes. Kids were hard as iron these days too bad it was a two sided coin.
Screaching, wabbly stomps, doors shutting, feet scuffle and yells are heard from upstairs...
Not to be mistaken, Hoagie loves his wife to death, and his kids all five of them were entertaining enough to last a life time, but sometimes he wondered were exactly their vice and antoganizing mannerisms came from. Had he and Abby been this vindictive when they were kids?
Ambigious rapture and distruction occuring in the next room...
His coffee cup trembled from the noise . Holding his head in his hand he tuned out the reckage occuring in the upstairs bedroom. The lisp shushing of the two oldest children and the sound of little Emil's soft crying were heard as they tried to hush him.
Abby he could see from the opening of the window, planting out laundry on a makeshift line. During their marriage it always came to great surprise how domestic Abby was. By morning breakfast was always ready, the kids already dressed and suited up for school, the newspaper and pitch of coffee on the bar waiting for him. He couldn't understand how he got such a good woman and yet such manipulative and sadistic children.
Tiny feet patter down the stairs, doors shut and open before a fumble. Little feet approach Hoagie...
"Lu is playing with the babby, Daddy can i hold him too?" Hoagie looked up from his coffee, subconciously laying his large hand across the blue print. Slightly unearved by the sight, In front of him stood a wirey young girl of seven. Her skin a light coppery complexion and messy tangles tied to the top of her hair. She was going through her apperant first growth spurt which made her laughaby awkward. Amaliee the third child, to her unfortunate experience despite her exellent grades, athletcism and genial behavior was often overshadowed by her older siblings for attention and ursurped by her younger siblings by priority. It was never often she asked anything of her mother or father. Regardless, Hoagie could feel some sort of plan hatching in her head for retrobution of the act done to her some days prior.
"What was that?"
Her cheeks reddened for a momment, before she came up to her father holding his cold hands in her own to dictate importance, "I want to hold the baby. Can I?" She wouldn't budge her eye contact trying to bully Hoagie into submission.
"That may not be such a good idea," He off handely put, he really didn't feel any need to go up the stairs, see if the baby was awoke, and by chance run into his three other menaces on the way there. Amalee looked at him with the most vindictive expression, her eyebrows nitting angry and upset just like her mothers.
He thought if he plactated her for a moment she would quietly leave, for heaven's sake she was only seven, what Hoagie forgot was he didn't have that miracle affability with children as his wife did. As one can imagine his words were horribly wrong. "Uh...If-Ifa you get to close he'll steel your teeth in order to take over the world. Yea-Yeah exactly! That's exactly what will happen."
"Wah?" Her blue-green eyes opened frightened agashted.
"He will steel your teeth, and take over the world."hoping to hurry her off, "Why are you looking at me like that? It's true." He grinned smuggly to finally dimsiss her. Amalee turned once, at the crash of sounds coming from the ceiling before turning out of the house, and screaming at the top her lungs.
"Mom!"
Within seconds, a very unpleasant Abbigail Gilligan entered the house. Entering the door with little Amalee in tow, she homaged the wreakage of her house, toys on the ground, snacks left on the counter, and damn't how many times were everybody going to leave all their freakin shoes in the middle of the entry. But Abby wouldn't focus on that right now, she would just let it build up and fuel her current investigation.
From the livingroom she could see what appeared to be a comfortable young gentleman at ease with the world, drawing carelessly away on blue prints. Oh but she knew after twelve years of marriage that man was sweating nervousness. When her foot hit the linolium he shuddered only for a split second but she saw his vulnarabilty. This was too easy.
"Hoagie what the hell did you tell our daughter?"
Turning in his seat, he faced his wife choosing to remain stationary in a submissive position rather than allow her to get more aminution to chew her out. "I Abbigail dear," He began with a lopsided grin that always appeared during their discussions, "explained the cold hard facts of life to our baby girl."
"Facts of life my ass." Abby whipped causing Hoagie's long form to lean as far back into his chair as possible.
Pointing at her father,"Momma he told me dat da baby was gonna still my teeth and take over da world." That girl had it out for him he knew, ever since the balloon incident she was readily antoganizing him at every account. He couldn't believe it. He got sold out by what was once his bread and butter child.
Feeling ignored by Hoagie's sudden lack of argument, Abby stepped into his upfronted vision of his third child. Hands on her hips and eyes slanted down she quipped, "Stop filling her head with all these nonesense, boy. "
"Buh-but, Abby! I'm telling the truth! She-that girl- that thing has it out for me!" Hoagie whined.
"Stop accusing your children of being evil Hoagie. It's not mature and its not healthy."
Amalee gave a ferocious glint at her father, before pulling on her mother's shirt. "Momma can I hold da baby?" Hugging dotefully onto her mother, cuddling her head into the side of Abby's waist, sweet smile with happy tended eyes making sure her father saw.
"So ya still mad at cha dad for the balloon thing." Abby spoke looking past the jovial expression of her daughter to the mischevious impression left since the event.
Slowly her tongue swiveled through the empty space of her mouth still finding it strange."He left me on the roof for hours!"
A few hours later the house settled down, Abbigail and Hoagie much like usual rekindled their previous happiness opting for a family night, more than making another family member. Soon the other children approached, Holly lounged on the arm of the couch his feet falling into the sleeping Ariana's hair. The baby was snuggled on a pallatte by the resting girl his fingers looped around her ear. Amalee entered a bowl of sugard popcorn in her arms, squeezing delibrately between the comfortably cuddling Hoagie and Abby. She went on with her menacing offering popcorn to her mother and brother purposely reaching, spilling, and pushing her father out of the loop.
As the movie ended, a boy entered, controlled anger rolling of his form before he approached the couch and slammed down right on his father's legs.
Amalee looked at him curiouslly after the movie finished and her parents began quietly putting all the children to bed, "Hey, Lu what happened to your tooth?"
"The stupid baby took it."
Abby tried to lay the baby down but it quivered and reethed in her hands. She noticed him biting down uncomfortably on his lip. No way he could be teething now she thought, so it came to some surprise when she finally opened the whining babies mouth, "Hey, Hoagie I think liitle Den's growing his first baby tooth. It's pretty big..."
Something fresh, Haven't written in quite sometime. I edited we who were the Mask and am planning on finishing the chapter tonight so please do read that one its a bit more mature though. After that work on the third chapter of Cafe Au Lait
If your curious to the ages and names of the kids they are Holland "Holly" who is eleven years old, Aiana who is almost ten, Amalee who is seven, Lucia "Lu" is five, Emil the youngest boy a few months old apperantly.
If your curious to what happened to Amalee and the apparent roof and balloon I may write a drabble on it later
