I know I haven't updated my other stories in a while, but hopefully this oneshot sort of makes up for that. I've had this written for a while so I thought I would finally post it.
Pairings: mostly Chuck/Blair, but also Dan/Serena and Nate/Juliet. This is AU in some aspects. Bart didn't die and is still married to Lily, meaning she never married Rufus. Juliet isn't trying to take Serena down, she's simply a woman Nate met through work and married. Serena and Nate were together, then they broke up and Serena ended up getting back together with and eventually marrying Dan. Chuck and Blair are also married and have three kids.
"Happy New Year Mom!" Blair called out cheerfully as she stepped out of the elevator and into the Rose penthouse, carrying a two-year-old Ebony. Chuck followed close behind with six-year-old Chloe and nine-year-old Alexander.
Eleanor immediately lit up when she saw her grandchildren, rushing over to give them welcoming hugs. "Alexander, Chloe," she gushed, pulling each of them into hugs, one-by-one. Alex hugged her back politely, relieved when she finally let go, then Chloe threw her arms around her grandmother happily.
"Hi Grandma!" she exclaimed, jumping up and down excitedly. "Happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year to the both of you," Eleanor responded with a smile. She then turned to Blair, kissing her on the cheek, "Hello dear, how are you?"
"I'm good," she responded, as her mother removed Ebony from her arms.
"Eleanor," Chuck addressed his mother-in-law politely, giving Alex a knowing pat on the back. He knew that his son was less than thrilled to have to spend New Years Eve with his family. He had wanted to spend the holiday at his friend's parents' New Years Eve party, but Blair had insisted that he attend Eleanor's party with them. She knew that she wouldn't have heard the end of it from her mother if they had showed up with one less child than expected.
"Chuck," she nodded, shifting a restless Ebony in her arms. She gestured to the group of kids that had congregated not too far away and told Alex and Chloe, "Run along and play with the other children you two." She then rushed over to show her youngest grand daughter off to one of her friends, who had just arrived.
"Okay!" Chloe replied with a big smile, immediately skipping over to the group of kids. The six-year-old was already very outgoing and bubbly and never had a problem making friends wherever she went.
Alexander was a different story. He wasn't exactly shy, but he was comfortable in his own group of friends and didn't like to interact with outsiders. "Do I have to?" he asked, looking up at his father with a pleading look.
"Well you don't have to," Chuck told his son. "But it looks like there's a view cool kids over there."
Alex just shook his head with a chuckle and repeated, "Cool kids? Really Dad?"
He shot him a playful glare. "You know what? I changed my mind," he started with a smirk. "You do have to go over there," he told him, gesturing to the group of kids.
"But-" he tried to protest.
"Go on," Chuck interjected, giving Alex a gentle push in the direction of the kids, who were now looking over at him expectantly. "Go find a pretty girl to kiss at midnight," he instructed, giving his son a wink.
"Chuck," Blair scolded him with a disapproving look, as Alex reluctantly made his way over to the other children. "He's nine. I'd prefer it if you waited a little longer to corrupt our son."
"I had kissed a girl by the time I was his age," he pointed out. "Besides, hadn't you already kissed Nathaniel by then?"
"For your information, I was eleven when I kissed Nate," she corrected him, looking into the group of people around them for where Eleanor had taken Ebony. "Anyway, this isn't us we're talking about, it's Alex. He can start kissing girls when he's ready."
Chuck turned to see what their eldest two children were up to, smirking at what he saw. He gestured to his son and remarked, "Well, it looks like he's just about ready now." Blair gave her husband a surprised look, before turning to see Alex talking with a little dark-haired girl who looked to be about his age. From what Chuck and Blair could see, the two were being quite shy towards one another, but they were talking nevertheless. "Our baby's growing up," he commented, putting his arm around his wife.
"Too fast," Blair added with a sad smile.
He shook his head in amusement, "Of course he goes for the brunette."
She smiled, before grabbing his hand and leading him away, to give Alex some privacy. "So, what about you?" she asked, once they had stopped walking. "Are you going to find a pretty girl to kiss at midnight?"
"I'm still making my selection actually," Chuck retorted with a smirk, pretending to scan the room for women. "There are so many tempting options-"
He was cut off by his wife's hand slapping him on the shoulder. "You'd better be kissing me at midnight Bass," Blair said, grabbing him by the lapels of his suit and pulling him closer to her.
"Don't you worry," he responded, leaning towards her so their lips were almost touching. He lowered his voice and added, "You're always going to be the one I kiss at midnight."
Blair smirked and was about to lean in for a kiss when somebody cleared their throat, causing her and Chuck to break apart. They looked up to see Serena and Dan standing a few feet away with their six-year-old son, Thomas. For some reason, Ebony was in Serena's arms. "I was instructed by Eleanor to return this to you," she explained, handing the toddler over to her father. "Apparently she can only handle her grand daughter in small doses."
"That's okay, she can spend some time with us. Right Ebony?" Chuck said, looking down at his youngest daughter, who had rested her head on his shoulder.
"She's tired," Blair commented, brushing her daughter's hair out of her face. "Someone's going to be going to b-e-d soon." She turned to Serena and Dan, "How are you guys?"
"We're great," Serena responded enthusiastically, kissing her friend on the cheek. "Happy New Year by the way."
"Happy New Year Chuck," Dan spoke up, extending his hand towards him.
Chuck took his hand and shook it, "You too Humphrey." He looked down to the little boy standing next to Dan with a small smile, "Hi Tom, how are you doing?"
"Fine," Thomas replied softly.
"Thomas sweetie," Blair started. "Why don't you go find Chloe? I'm sure she'll be excited to see you." Ever since she and Serena had found out that they were having their babies within three months of each other, they had their hearts set on their kids becoming an item some day. Chloe and Thomas had been having playdates since before they could walk and had practically grown up together. The two had completely different personalities; Chloe was outgoing and social, whereas Thomas was extremely shy.
"Go on Tom," Dan encouraged him. "Your girlfriend's waiting for you."
"She's not my girlfriend," he responded.
"Not yet anyway," Blair interjected, sharing an excited smile with Serena. Once Thomas had joined the rest of the kids, she took Ebony from Chuck and went and sat on the living room couch with Serena so they could catch up. "You didn't bring the baby tonight?" she asked, referring to Serena and Dan's other son, Christopher, who had just turned one.
"Nope, he's at home with the nanny," she replied, reaching over to play with Ebony's dark brown curls. The toddler was snuggled against her mother's chest, apparently not feeling like being too social that night. "I just thought it would be too difficult with all the people and everything. I honestly don't know how you and Chuck bring all three of your kids with you."
"Well Alex can occupy himself now and Chloe's always playing with the other kids so we barely even see her," Blair explained, looking down at Ebony. "So it's just this little one that needs our attention."
"Oh God," Serena commented with a roll of her eyes.
"What?"
"It's Nate and Juliet," she responded, saying Nate's wife's name in a mocking tone. Like Chuck, Serena had never liked Juliet. Blair couldn't work out whether she just didn't like the woman, or if it was some leftover jealousy she was feeling considering Juliet was married to her ex-boyfriend. Blair tried to remain neutral in Serena and Juliet's little feud, considering that she liked Juliet a lot and considered her to be one of her closest friends.
Blair turned to see Nate and Juliet exiting the elevator and greeting Eleanor and Cyrus. She turned back to her friend, "Serena, be nice."
"That dress makes her look fat," Serena commented, taking a sip of her champagne. She knew it was a petty comment, but it made her feel better.
"She's eight months pregnant," Blair chuckled.
"I know," she grumbled. "I just can't stand the woman."
"Really? I would never have guessed," she retorted sarcastically, nudging her playfully.
"Oh great, they're coming over here," Serena groaned, drinking the remaining champagne from her glass. Blair just smiled in amusement as Ebony slid off her lap, having started to become a little restless.
"Happy New Year!" Nate greeted them excitedly as he and Juliet approached them, hand-in-hand.
"Hey you guys," Juliet added happily.
"Happy New Year to you too," Blair replied with a smile.
"Unco Nate!" Ebony exclaimed, throwing her arms around Nate's leg.
He chuckled, picking the grinning toddler up, "Hey Ebs, how's it going?"
"What did I say about calling her that?" Blair warned him with a glare.
"Sorry," Nate replied, rolling his eyes. "Ebony."
Serena gestured to Juliet's rounded stomach and commented, "Not long now until you two will have one of these."
She beamed, rubbing her stomach affectionately, "I can't wait! We're so excited, aren't we baby?" She looked to Nate and they shared a smile.
"Very," he agreed, setting Ebony back down near Blair. "Where's Chuck and Dan?"
"At the bar," Blair told him. "Hopefully my darling husband is bringing me a drink."
Nate just nodded, "I'm sure he's right on it. Excuse me ladies." He kissed Juliet on the cheek, before making his way over to Chuck and Dan.
Juliet sat down beside Blair and started, "So Blair, I really need some baby advice. My due date is so close now and I don't know anything about taking care of a baby." Serena rolled her eyes with a sigh.
Across the room, Alexander was still talking with the girl he had just met. He had discovered that her name was Emily. She was new in town and was starting at his school after Winter break. "So," he started awkwardly. "Uh...maybe I can get you a drink?"
"That would be nice," Emily responded with a smile, smoothing down her pink dress. "Lemonade please."
"Oh-okay," Alex replied, giving her a smile, before turning and making his way to where his father, Uncle Dan and Uncle Nate were standing at the bar. He tapped Chuck on the arm, "Dad."
He looked to his son, "Alex. How's it going with that girl?"
"What girl?" Dan inquired curiously.
"Apparently my son is becoming quite the ladies man," Chuck explained with an amused smirk, finishing off his glass of scotch and setting it down on the bar. Alex blushed. "What's her name?"
"Emily," he replied, looking down at his feet.
"Is that her?" Nate asked, gesturing to a little girl on the other side of the room who kept looking over at them every ten seconds.
Alex nodded, "That's her." He glanced over at her and their eyes met accidentally, causing him to blush and look away quickly.
Chuck looked on, shaking his head. "What was that?" he asked. His son shrugged. "You just had the perfect opportunity there."
"What do you mean?" he asked. "By the way, can you get two lemonades from the bar for me Dad?"
He nodded, turning to the bartender and asking for two glasses of lemonade. He cleared his throat, before setting his hand on his son's shoulder, "Alright Alex, listen to your father. I know what I'm talking about when it comes to the ladies."
"Here we go," Nate commented. He and Dan laughed.
Chuck glared at them before continuing, "Anyway, I'm going to tell you exactly what to do to make this girl like you."
Alex gave his father a skeptical look. "This coming from the guy who used the expression 'cool kids'." Nate and Dan laughed once again, highly amused that Chuck just got owned by his nine-year-old son.
"Do you want my advice or not?" he asked.
"I'll be fine," he responded, retrieving the glasses of lemonade from the bar. "I think she already likes me so we're just going to talk."
"Are you going to ask her out?" Dan asked him.
"Maybe you should take a page out of Uncle Dan's playbook and invite her over for a game of Scrabble?" Nate suggested. The boy looked confused.
Chuck shook his head, "Scrabble? Bass men don't need board games to impress our women. Our natural charm does that for us." He smirked and added, "Limos don't exactly hurt either."
"I'm going," Alexander announced, wanting to avoid any further questions about Emily.
"Good luck son," he said, patting him on the back. "You'll be fine. You have my genes working in your favour."
"Okay Dad," he nodded, before making his way back over to Emily.
Chuck picked up the martini he ordered for Blair from the bar and announced, "I'm going to go bring my wife her drink before she kills me."
"Could you take this to Juliet?" Nate asked, gesturing to the glass of soda he had ordered for her. "I would take it to her myself but I'm kind of trying to keep my distance. She's been having these crazy mood swings lately, you know because of the pregnancy."
"Sure Nathaniel," he responded with a sigh, not particularly happy about having to bring the woman anything. They had never gotten along in the seven years that Nate and Juliet had been together. He picked up Juliet's drink and made his way over to the three women seated on the couch. "For you, my love," he said, handing Blair her martini.
She smiled and commented, "Such an obedient husband. I didn't even have to ask." She knew that Nate had told him that she wanted a drink, but she couldn't resist making a comment.
"Here," Chuck added bluntly, handing the other drink to Juliet.
She took it from him cautiously. "Can I trust that you didn't put any form of poison in my drink Charles?" she asked sweetly.
"I was going to, but I didn't think it would be fair to your innocent offspring," he retorted, gesturing to her stomach.
"How compassionate of you," Juliet responded dryly.
"Mmmm," Chuck murmered, resting his hand on his wife's shoulder. "Where's Ebony?"
"Mother came to collect her a few minutes ago. Something about wanting to show her to the woman who does the advertising campaigns for Eleanor Waldorf Designs. She wants her to be the face of her new children's clothing line," Blair responded. "Have you seen Chloe lately?"
"Last I saw, she was with Thomas and a couple of other kids," he told her. "I'm pretty sure that she was recruiting minions on the staircase."
"Following in her mother's footsteps I see," Serena interjected.
"We're so proud," Blair gushed. "What about Alex? How's he doing with that girl?"
"There's a girl?" Juliet asked curiously.
Chuck nodded, "Her name is Emily and Alexander seems to be quite smitten by her." He gestured across the room to where they were standing, "They're just over there."
"Aww," Serena commented as they observed the two children sitting together in the foyer holding hands.
"Look at them," Blair added with a content sigh. "That's the sweetest thing I've ever seen."
"You know he didn't even want my advice," Chuck told his wife, looking a little offended.
She chuckled, "You're just disappointed that he's actually somewhat of a gentleman, unlike you at that age."
Juliet cleared her throat and pointed out, "I think you spoke too soon." They gave her a confused look, so she gestured to Alex and Emily.
They looked on in surprise as the little girl pulled her hand out of Alex's with a disgusted expression, before standing up and throwing her drink in his face. Emily then stormed off, leaving Alex sitting in the foyer drenched with lemonade. Blair gaped at the scene, before turning to Chuck with a shocked look. He just smirked and commented, "That's my boy."
"What happened?" Blair asked. "Everything was going so well."
"If he's anything like his father, he probably tried something pervy on her," Serena said, receiving a glare from Chuck.
"He's nine Serena," she pointed out bluntly, feeling that it was her duty as a mother to defend her young son.
"Shh!" Juliet shushed them. "He's coming over here!"
The couple gave their son an incredulous look as he approached them, completely covered in lemonade. "What happened?" Chuck asked.
"Nothing," Alex muttered, grabbing a napkin from the coffee table to dry himself off with.
"Why did Emily throw her drink at you?" Serena asked him straight out. She was never one for subtlety.
"I don't want to talk about it," he grumbled, looking down at his wet shirt with a frown.
"Alex," Blair started, giving her son a look that could scare the toughest of criminals into a confession.
Alexander sighed and admitted, "I tried to kiss her."
"You what?" Chuck and Blair asked in unison.
"Sweetie you just met the girl," Blair pointed out.
"Exactly," Chuck nodded in agreement. "You're supposed to flirt with her, then kiss her." His wife hit his arm, giving him a disapproving look.
"But I thought she liked me," he sighed, tossing the napkin on the coffee table.
Eleanor suddenly approached them out of nowhere, observing her soaking wet grandson in confusion. "What's going on here?" she asked. "Alexander, why are you all wet?"
"He tried to kiss a girl and she chucked her drink in his face," Juliet filled her in, smiling sweetly.
She gaped at her grandson, "Alex! Why on earth would you try to kiss a girl? You're nine years old."
"Dad told me to find a pretty girl to kiss at midnight, so I did," Alex told her with a shrug.
Chuck chuckled nervously as Eleanor shot him a glare. "Charles," she scolded him. "How dare you corrupt my sweet little grandson like that!"
"I was just kidding," he responded in his own defence. "I didn't think he would actually do it."
"Well clearly, you thought wrong."
Blair, Juliet and Serena just giggled, obviously enjoying seeing Chuck be scolded by Eleanor. Blair stopped laughing suddenly and asked, "Mom, where's Ebony?"
"She's right here dear," she responded, turning to where she had set the toddler down beside her a moment ago. However, there was no sign of her. "She was just here," Eleanor insisted with a worried look.
"You don't know where she is?" Chuck asked incredulously. "I may have corrupted my son but at least I didn't lose him."
"Shut up Chuck, just help me find her," Blair interjected, before an argument occurred between her husband and mother. She stood up from the couch and began to scan the room for her youngest daughter. Not an easy task considering the room was packed with party guests.
"She has to be around here somewhere," Eleanor pointed out as she also started looking for Ebony.
"She'd better be," Blair retorted worriedly.
"Don't worry B," Serena said as she and Juliet also stood up from the couch. "We'll help look for her. We'll find her in no time."
"Thanks," she replied gratefully. "Let's all split up and look for her." Then, she hurried off towards the bar in search of her daughter, calling out, "Ebony!"
Chuck made his way into the foyer, where he found his eldest daughter sitting on the staircase with three other girls seated in front of her, two or three stairs down. He shook his head at the eerily familiar scene and asked, "Chloe, have you seen your sister?"
"The Queen doesn't speak to commoners," one of Chloe's minions interjected.
"Excuse me?" he retorted.
"It's okay Veronica, it's just my Daddy," Chloe insisted, before glancing over at her father. "Last time I saw her, she was with Grandma."
Chuck sighed, "Are you sure you haven't seen her walking around by herself?"
"I'm sure," she replied. "Excuse me Daddy, but I have business to attend to," she added, gesturing for her minions to stand up. "Amanda decided to wear a pair of horrible brown shoes to the party, so I have to give her a warning."
"She did say that her Mom made her wear them," the blonde minion interjected.
Chloe rolled her eyes and snapped back, "Do you want to be replaced?" The other girl immediately shut her mouth.
He shook his head and commented, "You girls have fun." He proceeded to continue his search when, Chloe's voice stopped him.
"Daddy?"
"Yes Chloe?" Chuck asked impatiently.
"Can me and my friends go for a ride in the limo by ourselves one day?" she asked, batting her eyelashes at him sweetly. "It would be so much fun!"
He gave his daughter a look of disbelief and replied simply, "Absolutely not."
Chloe's face fell and she protested, "But Daddy..."
Unable to refuse his children anything, Chuck sighed and told her, "I'll think about it." As the little girls rejoiced, he started towards the cloakroom to see if Ebony had wandered in there. He stopped when the elevator opened and Bart and Lily stepped out.
"Charles," Lily greeted him with a smile, giving him a brief hug. "Happy New Year."
"Lily, Dad, nice to see you," he responded, giving his father a polite nod.
"Hi Grandpa Bart, hi Grandma Lily," Chloe grinned as she skipped over to them, leaving her minions behind.
"Hello Chloe," Bart addressed her, patting her on the head to her annoyance. She grimaced and straightened her headband with a sigh.
"How are you sweetie?" Lily asked, kissing her on the top of her head.
Chloe smiled sweetly, "I'm very good. Daddy's going to let me and my friends ride in the limo by ourselves!"
"Is he now?" Bart asked, giving his son a questioning look.
"I said I would think about it Chloe," Chuck told his daughter, before turning back to Bart and Lily.
"Grandpa, maybe I could take a ride in your helicopter one day as well?" the little girl asked, putting on a sweet, innocent look.
"You've been in the helicopter before," Bart reminded her.
She rolled her eyes, "Not by myself."
"Alright princess, why don't you go back to your friends? They're looking a little lost without you," Chuck told her, gesturing in the direction of the other girls. He turned back to his father and step-mother, "I really can't talk right now, I'm looking for Ebony."
His father gave him an alarmed look, "You lost your daughter?"
"I didn't lose her, Eleanor did," he explained. "Anyway, it doesn't matter. Can you help us look for her?"
"Of course," Lily insisted, handing her coat and purse to her husband. "Go check these into the cloakroom, I'll help Chuck," she instructed.
Bart went to put away the coats and and Chuck and Lily continued looking for Ebony. As they entered the living room, they heard Eleanor instruct the party to quiet down so she could announce something. "Sorry to interrupt everyone," she said as everybody turned around to face her. "We seem to have lost track of my grand daughter, Ebony. She's about two feet tall with brown, curly hair."
The party guests all began to shake their heads and respond that they hadn't seen her. Eleanor paled significantly, feeling extremely guilty for ever taking her eyes off the two-year-old. "Still nothing?" Chuck asked as he approached his very concerned looking wife.
Blair shook her head, "She's nowhere on this floor. She may be on the second floor but I have no idea how she would have gotten up those stairs."
"We'll check up there anyway," he responded, starting towards the staircase.
"I've already sent Dan and Serena up there," she told him, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him back.
"There's someone under this table!" Cyrus announced suddenly, causing Blair and Chuck to rush over to him. Chuck lifted up the table cloth to reveal Thomas sitting under the table, reading a book. Blair sighed in disappointment, beginning to worry about her daughter again.
"What are you doing under there Tom?" Chuck asked, gesturing for the boy to come out.
As he crawled out from under the table, he shrugged and responded, "I don't know. I was bored because Chloe wouldn't play with me. She was too busy with her minions."
"Keep looking everyone!" Cyrus announced, before continuing his search.
Blair gave the little boy a sympathetic look and told him, "I'm sure she'll come play with you soon. In the mean time, have you seen Ebony?" Thomas shook his head.
She sighed and was about to ask Chuck where they should look next when a voice announced, "I found her." They turned to see Bart walking into the room carrying a fast-asleep Ebony.
"Thank God," Blair commented as she and Chuck rushed over to retrieve their daughter. "Thank you so much Bart," she thanked her father-in-law as he handed over the small child.
"Where was she?" Chuck asked in confusion, kissing Ebony on the head. She still hadn't woken up in amongst all the commotion.
Bart gave him a small smile and explained, "I found her in the cloakroom. She was fast asleep on a pile of coats."
Blair couldn't help but chuckle as she kissed her little girl on the head and commented, "Oh dear."
"She looked quite comfortable actually, I didn't want to move her," Bart continued, actually letting out a brief laugh. Leave it to Ebony to melt Bart Bass' heart.
"You found her!" Eleanor exclaimed, rushing over and taking Ebony from Blair. She hugged her grand daughter tightly, waking her up in the process. "I was so worried."
"Mom," Blair grumbled as the two-year-old began to cry.
"What?" she remarked innocently, rubbing the toddler's back in attempt to calm her down.
"Mama," she murmered sleepily, reaching for Blair. Eleanor reluctantly handed her back to her mother.
"Maybe we should take the kids home," Blair said, turning to Chuck. "I think our children have caused enough trouble for one night."
"But it's not even midnight yet," he argued, looking down at his watch. "It's barely ten o'clock."
Blair was about to respond when they heard something that sounded like an expensive object shattering. She and Chuck exchanged a look, immediately knowing that one of their kids had something to do with it. They made their way into the foyer to investigate and found a very guilty-looking Chloe standing beside a pile of shattered ceramic which used to be an expensive vase. Chloe's minions, Emily and Alexander also stood around the big mess, looking extremely worried. "What happened here?" Blair demanded, folding her arms across her chest and eyeing each of the children.
When none of the kids answered, Chuck asked strongly, "Who did this?"
Emily and Chloe immediately pointed at each other and exclaimed in unison, "She did!"
"Which one of you was it?" he persisted with a sigh.
"She did it Daddy, she's evil!" Chloe insisted, putting on her best pout and puppy-dog eyes.
"That's not nice Chloe," Blair told her. "Tell us what happened, we won't get mad."
"It was my fault," Alexander announced.
"You did this?" Chuck asked.
He shook his head, "I didn't actually do it, but it was my fault."
"I don't understand."
"I went to Chloe and told her that Emily poured her drink on me because I wanted her help with getting back at her," Alex started, avoiding Emily's harsh glare. "Chloe and the girls confronted her and they started arguing..." He trailed off, biting his lip nervously.
"And..." Blair said expectantly.
"And Chloe pushed Emily, which made her knock the vase over," he finished.
Blair had to admit that this was something she probably would have done as a six-year-old, but nevertheless she didn't want to encourage this type of behaviour in her children. They had to be punished. "You should all be ashamed of yourselves," she told the group of children, who looked down at the floor in shame. "I'll be talking to all of your parents. As for you two, Chloe and Alexander, I'm afraid your father and I have to punish you."
"But Mommy," Chloe whined.
"Chloe," Chuck started, trying to ignore her sad little face. "Don't talk back to your mother. And you don't push people, you know better than that." The little girl huffed, knowing that her father wasn't going to give in.
"What's our punishment?" Alex sighed, looking over at Emily apologetically. She looked away immediately, wanting nothing more to do with the boy.
Blair looked to her husband expectantly, not wanting to be the one that gave out the punishment. "I suppose we'll have to ground you," Chuck decided with a sigh, looking to his wife for approval. She nodded in agreement.
"Noooo," Chloe and Alex objected in unison.
"I can't be grounded, I have places to be," Alex pointed out.
"And I'll miss Veronica's birthday party!" Chloe added with a sad pout.
Blair nodded, "That's the point. Now go find Dorota and ask her for a broom to clean up this mess."
"Fine," Alex grumbled, storming off into the living room. His sister followed behind him, looking extremely annoyed. Emily also took off, most likely to find her parents.
Blair looked up at the remaining children. She wasn't actually going to call any of their parents, but she didn't tell them that. "You girls can go now," she told them, gesturing towards the living room where the party was taking place.
"Tell your mother that we'll pay to replace the vase," Chuck told his wife as the little girls hurried out of the room. She nodded.
"They get this from you, you know," she retorted, folding her arms across her chest with a smirk.
"No arguments here," he agreed. Blair gave him a surprised look, having expected him to object to her statement. After a moment he added, "They're too smart for their own good." She shook her head in amusement.
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