Disclaimer: I own the story plot. The rest if it belongs to Disney.
I've been reading a lot of Buffy fanfics and some of those people who write them write a lot. One of the stories I followed had a word count of 300,000 + words and the writer posted almost every day. Where do those people find the time to write all of that?
Speaking of time, I haven't had that much lately being new to college. That and I'm a lazy procrastinator, but I'd rather blame somebody else, like college. Hear that higher education, your stealing my free time.
Anyway, here's the third chapter of my story that is all fluff and zero plot line, like Napoleon Dynamite, only it doesn't suck. Please, enjoy, and review. It only takes a minute.
Chapter Three: Cotton Balls
Falling Falling, Falling. Gliding towards the ground out of sight. White and fluffy like those things that his mommy puts in his ears. He still can't figure out why she does that. All that he knows is that it tickles and he likes it. His sisters all cry when his mommy does it to them but he can never figure out why. He always wondered where those things came from because she would always use them and, just when he thought she used them all, more appeared. They must collect them when they come down out of the sky and keep them for the rest of the year until the next time they come down. He lays there mesmerized as they come into view at the top of the window and disappear at the bottom. He wonders if it's like lying on his favorite blanket or having lots of bugs on the ground crawling everywhere. If he were the one who fell out of the sky and then giant people picked him up and stuck him in someone's ear he would not be happy. The first thing he would do was crawl away and hide like most bugs do. Maybe that's why his sisters don't like it because the white fluffy things are bugs.
All of the fluffy white things falling from the sky and all of the wondering he's doing is making him sleepy. He does his best to stay awake because he wants to watch out the window some more, but, slowly, against his will though, his eyes flutter open and closed until everything becomes dark and he falls asleep with his thumb still in his mouth.
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The snow that was coming down was unbelievably gigantic. Each flake was the size of a cotton ball. They fell down and landed gently upon the ground. The windows in the living room were cracked only about an inch or two but the air was clear and so clean that the whole first floor felt aired out. She'd give anything to take a walk in it like the first time her and her love had two years ago. She remembers that night vividly because it was also the first time her and her love had become more "acquainted" with one another. The snow had always been a magical thing to her. Now it was even more special because she could share it with her children. They had been born in December of last year so this wasn't their first snow, but last year they were newborns and far too little to take them out in it. Even now, the most she was going to let them be out in it was for no more than a couple of minutes. She was still going to love seeing their smiles and looks of wonder when she finally takes them out into it for the first time.
Speaking of children, she should probably check on them. Delbert had put them down for the night more than an hour ago. As she approached the children's bedroom she pushed the door open quietly so she did not wake the sleeping babies. Getting sleep was almost impossible, especially, the first few months they had been born. It was four times worse because there were four children. Every now and then she would recall the joke her husband made just after the fiasco with the blood test and the secret keeping. She was scared of having one kid and he made a joke about it being twins. It was far from funny at the time and even less funny when they found out it was double that and it wasn't a joke. She chuckled at it now though. As scary as it was in all of those months before, she couldn't believe how easy it came to her. She loves them with all her heart and so does Delbert. They are her world.
Amelia entered the room to see that all three of her daughters were asleep. Her second oldest and her only son was still awake but she could tell he was fighting sleep. She watched him curiously because normally when he was awake he never stopped talking to himself. That was one good point to having multiples; they would mumble at each other and get attention that way instead of constantly wanting to held by an adult. It might have been just baby gibberish but she could swear they were coherent thoughts in his mind. But now he was silent. He didn't even glance her direction when she entered the room. When she looked in the general direction her son was looking her eyes fell on the window he was facing and the snow that could be seen coming down out of it. She smiled at the sight because the transfixed look on his face was utterly adorable, like he was trying to find the answer to something. She can't believe the uncanny resemblance to the look Delbert gets when he's trying to solve a complex physics problem.
She leaned over his crib and simply watches him. They had all been in her life for eleven months now and it was still hard to believe that she and Delbert had created these beautiful children. She was completely different than she use to be. Amelia was so much more patient and nurturing. Nurturing is the last word that she would ever have described herself as. But she loved being a mother and she loved her children and husband.
Speaking of husband, he had just walked into the room, specifically, straight into the door frame. She heard him curse under his breath and then proceed into the room. When he finally came up behind her he wrapped both of his arms around her waist and rests his chin on her shoulder. She turned around and gave him a raised eye brow.
"What?"
"I know your eye sight isn't that bad, especially since you have your glasses on. Plus, the door is fairly larger than you. Only you would run into it."
"Hey, many people run into doors."
"Only you would be clumsy enough to do it in the vicinity of four sleeping babies. Either that or you really want to be up all night."
"No, no. Uh...Not really. I'm good, thanks. Only three of them are asleep anyway."
"It won't be long and he'll be out like a light. He can barely keep his eyes open now."
"Has he been awake all this time? I didn't hear him on the baby monitor."
"I think the snow fall has him hypnotized. I don't even think he knows we're here. He has the exact same look on his face that you get when you're working. You don't notice people either," she chuckled.
All he could do was laugh lightly into the side of Amelia's neck. They stood there for several minutes watching their son who had finally drifted off to sleep.
"He's so adorable when he falls asleep with his thumb in his mouth like that," Delbert quietly whispered to Amelia.
"His is quite handsome. He must get his good looks from me."
"No, I'm the handsome one," he teased
"Then what am I?"
"Beautiful, gorgeous, hot, and a whole list of things I won't mention because there are children in the room."
"You're terrible."
"What?" he gasped playfully, "You said I was wonderful last ni…" He didn't get finish the sentence as he was elbowed rather hard in the stomach.
"What was that for?"
"Like you said, there are children in the room." She smiled sweetly at him as if she had done nothing.
"I'm going to miss this," she said sadly.
"Miss what?"
"Standing here watching them, holding them every day."
"What do you mean."
"Well, the Navy only gives maternity leave until a year after giving birth. They turn one in three and a half weeks. The Navy will probably have orders for me before December is up."
"I had completely forgotten."
"Two more years and then I'm allowed to semi-retire because of all of the metals I've earned. I plan on taking full advantage of the opportunity."
"You're seriously considering giving up being a captain. You love being a captain, Amelia, and you worked incredibly hard to become one," he exclaimed.
"No, I would never give up being a captain because, yes, your right, I did work incredibly hard to become one. I simply plan on leaving the military. The Legacy is mine and I had already planned on free lancing like my father did with her when he left the Navy. I accept the missions I want so I hold my own hours; it's just as respectable as being a navy captain, I no longer have to follow orders, and the pay in far better. It's also far less dangerous but sometimes I think I enjoy the danger too much so that's not really an upside in my opinion me."
"Semi-retirement, does that mean if they're desperate they could call you back?"
"Yes, but there are only certain and very strict reasons in which they have the ability to do that."
He considered this bit of information which he had completely forgotten about. He knew they were going to have to talk about, and soon. He decided to let the topic go for the night, however.
"We can talk about it tomorrow. I just want to spend the rest of the evening in your company."
She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, stroke him affectionately.
"I love you."
It was said barely above a whisper, but she meant it from the deepest parts of her soul. It was times like these that made him wonder what he had done to deserve such a beautiful creature.
"I love you too, more than anything."
She smiled and pulled her hand away from him to reach down and caress Derek's cheek. When she finally pulled away from him Delbert kissed the side of her neck, trailing the kisses up to her jaw line causing Amelia to moan softly.
"I know you were worried about having kids before they actually came, but you're so good at it. When we met the only way I knew you was as The Captain and later I finally had the chance to see the real you. This is different because I watched this part of you develop. I have to say, the whole new "mom" façade is really sexy."
She turned and quirked an eyebrow at him
"Sexy, huh? Why don't we spend the rest of the evening together in our room, hmm?"
"And, uh, what do you want to spend the evening there for, we're not tired yet," he said coolly, playing along.
"What better place to show me just how sexy you think I am than a room with a view and a big, comfortable bed."
"I can't think of any."
With that he led her out of the door and back to their bedroom where the spend the rest of the night tangled under the sheets.
