Thursday, April 25, 2013

I sat at the computer, typing as always. I'm not really ever sure what I'm typing, just that my fingers seem to move across the keyboard and words come up. But anyhoo, here I sit typing away again when he comes into the room.

"Hello dear, what's today's damage," I ask not taking my eyes off the screen.

"Nothing," he responds.

"Now why don't I believe you?"

"Because you have a hard time trusting."

"No!" He stares me down and I know I've been bested again. "Okay that's part of it, but you do have a bad habit of running off and trying to end the world. I like this world Sephy, found you here. We raise our kids here."

"They'd be fine in the outreach of space and I'd keep you out of harms way."

I roll my eyes and continue typing. I sometime wonder why I married the one-winged angel. He walks over and kisses my passionately.

"Oh yeah that's why…"

He laughs knowing he once again caught me off guard while I was deep in thought.

"MOM!"

'Oh what now,' I wondering as I make me way cross the hall to my boys' shared bedroom. "Okay you three, just what are you up to now?"

Loz, my oldest runs over to me. Tears streaming down his face. "Mommy, Kadaj and Yazoo are being me to me again."

"Honestly, you'd think his the youngest the way he carries on sometimes," I hear Sephiroth say from the other room. I sigh and shake my head. "Calm down baby, tell me what happened."

"It's because you baby him so much."

"Sephiroth shut in!"

"We were just playing," Yazoo answered, "yeah and the big crybaby got all upset cuz he had to be the princess again," Kadaj announced.

"Well how about this," I said, a mischievous grin on my face. "Why not let Loz be the prince, Kadaj you can be the villain and Yazoo you be the princess."

"Mom that's not fair," Yazoo protested as Kadaj fell over laughing.

"Is too," Loz protested, "You have long hair so you should always be the princess."

"Mommy!"

"Well then," I continued, "next time you can be the prince and Kadaj can be the princess." This time it was Loz laughing hysterically.

"That's not funny Mother!"

"I think it's perfect," Yazoo mewed. Kadaj stomped his foot. "Fine," her groaned thought gritting teeth. I smiled, hands on my hips proving once again that I would always win out in any argument. I turned and walked back across the hall.

"Are you trying to set them up for awkward teenage years," Sephiroth asked.

"If your implying that I approve of incest, it's only in my fanfics and only if it's twincest," I proclaim proudly, although I couldn't tell you why. There was a crash in the boys' bedroom, which I ignore completely. I push past Sephiroth and sit back down at the computer. I stare for a while, angry at all the red squiggles on the screen. "Why doesn't Microsoft Word just know what I'm saying and fix it?!"

Sephiroth laughs at me again before leaving the room. "By the way," I call after him, "We're going out to dinner with my parents and sister for my mom's birthday!"

"Yeah, grandma's birthday, yah-hoo," I hear from the boys' room. I hear Sephiroth sigh before he heads downstairs.

Later

We walked into the little Mexican restaurant. Loz ran ahead of us to jump my sister who was standing by the bar. Yazoo stayed behind Sephiroth, he's always shy in public. Sephiroth was carrying Kadaj.

"Hiya sis," I say hugging her.

"Hey girt," she teases, "Sephy…"

"Only your sister calls me that Aranel."

"Don't care. How is my favorite nephews," she asks the boys

"I got to play the prince today," Loz announced.

"Mom made me be the princess," Yazoo whined.

"Fitting," she smirked.

"Mom and Dad here yet," I ask.

"Over there," she pointed he head over towards my parents. I walked over to join them, Sephiroth and kids in tow. "Hiya dad," I say giving him a hug. "Happy Birthday mom."

"Happy Birthday Grandma," the boys said in unison. Sephiroth hid a smile, he would never admit it but he really did like my family. Told me once that he would take care of them too if I ever let me send the plant sailing though the cosmos.

"Hello dear," my mother said, "Hello Sephiroth." My mom liked Sephiroth too, although like him she'd never admit that either. My dad wasn't his biggest fan, but he wanted me to be happy, so he let it be.

"Strawberry Margarita for my lovely sister," Aranel said rejoining the table, "Regular Margarita for my darling mother. Bud Light for dad, White Rose Nectar for Sephy and a Sex on the Beach for little old me," she grinned sitting down beside my dad.

"You going to be good to drive Seph," I asked as he took his first sip.

"I'll be fine, Mako remember." I sigh at that knowing he can't really get drunk. Plus he's good about not drinking more that one alcoholic drink, my sister on the other hand…

"And just how much have you had little sis," I ask.

"Second verse same as the first," she sung.

"Can I have a sip Aunt Aranel," Kadaj asked.

"No," I say before my sister gets a chance to answer.

"Yeah, your only five kid… not as young as I was when I had my first drink but ya know."

We all laugh at that. Aranel ruffles Kadaj's hair and gives him a kiss on the top of his head.

"Mommy, can I have a coke," Yazoo ask.

"Yes dear, special occasion. Get whatever you like boys."

"Can I have what Auntie's drinking," Kadaj asked, a sly smile on his face.

"He's your kid," I say to Sephiroth before I turn back to my little pain in the ass. "Again No! You can have a virgin drink if you really must, but no alcohol." Kadaj groaned, burring his face in my sister's side.

"Can I come home with you," he begged Aranel. "Not a chance kid," She responded. He groaned again.

"All right," my dad laughed. "We're here for your grandma, don't be difficult."

"Here's to mom," I toast. The rest of the table joined in as the waiter came over to the table.