About that time for another Adventure. Adventure suggestions are love.
This Adventure is dedicated to Carlithiel and greysobsession XD
Halloween – 6th grade: Mia and Emma - 12, Ethan and Lucas – 9
Emma and Ethan arrived at Cristina and Owen's house with Meredith early on Halloween afternoon. The kids ran in to find their respective persons. Meredith discovered Cristina and Owen setting up the pumpkin carving area in the kitchen.
"Hey, Happy Halloween," Owen greeted her. He was spreading newspaper over the kitchen table.
"Hey," Cristina called from the other side of the kitchen, grabbing a big bowl from under the stove.
Meredith set her keys on the counter, "Hey. Derek will be here a little later. He had…chiefly things to do. I love your decorations."
"That was all Owen," Cristina replied, "He went a little crazy this year."
Ethan and Lucas ran into the kitchen.
"Is it time yet, mom?" Lucas asked, bouncing up and down a little bit.
"Almost," Cristina replied, "Go sit down and dad will bring in the pumpkins."
The boys sat next to each other at the table, ready to start. Owen went out to the garage to bring in the pumpkins, taking a few trips before had brought them all in. Meredith and Cristina opened the pumpkin carving kits and set the scooping and cutting tools on the table.
"Ethan, will you go tell Emma and Mia to come down?" Meredith asked her son.
Ethan took a deep breath and yelled: "Mia! Emma! Come carve pumpkins!!!"
Meredith looked at him in disbelief, "Seriously? I could have done that. I wanted you to get up, go upstairs and tell them in a nice, inside voice."
"Sorry, mom," Ethan apologized, giving her a look that would, one day, evolve into his own McDreamy look.
Mia and Emma stampeded down the stairs and into the kitchen wearing surgical masks and scrub caps.
"What are you wearing?" Cristina asked, chuckling with amusement.
Owen picked up the camera from the counter and leaned over the breakfast bar to snap a picture of them.
"We're going to be doing pumpkin surgery," Emma explained.
"And now we're ready," Mia finished, "We were going to wear our scrubs, but we didn't want to get them dirty before trick-or-treating."
"Girls are weird," Lucas said to Ethan, who nodded his agreement.
Owen chuckled and made his way to the table. "I'll cut the top off the pumpkins so you can scoop out the insides. Mom, Aunt Meredith and I will sort out the seeds so I can bake them later."
"Mmmm!!" The kids chorused at the mention of pumpkin seeds.
There was a pumpkin for each of them. Owen went around the table, cutting a hole in the top of each of the pumpkins.
"We're going to work on ours together," Mia said.
"I'm assisting Mia on her pumpkin surgery and she's assisting me on mine," Emma announced to their parents.
"That sounds like fun," Meredith replied with a smile.
She sat at one side of the table with Cristina, ready to start separating seeds from pumpkin insides. Owen sat across from them when he was done, and the kids started scooping out the pumpkins. He was waiting for one of them to ask for help.
Mia and Emma worked on Mia's pumpkin first.
"Scooper," Mia requested, holding out her hand. Emma placed the plastic pumpkin scooper in her hand.
"Removing the handle flap," Mia announced, and pulled off the lid Owen had created, pretending she was performing surgery.
Emma took the lid and set it on the table while Mia carefully started scooping out the insides of the pumpkin. Their brothers, in contrast, were reaching into their pumpkins and pulling out the slippery, orange goo with their hands, giggling like crazy.
"Braaaiiins," Lucas said, pumpkin pulp in hand, pretending he was a zombie.
Cristina shot a questioning look across the table to Owen who, in return, shrugged. They then looked at Meredith who looked as clueless as they did.
"Hey," she said putting her hand up in mock defense as she laughed, "I have no idea how he learned about zombies."
"Oh, look at that mediastinum, Dr. Mia," Emma commented, peering in the pumpkin. They didn't always know what the medical terms meant, but it didn't mean they couldn't use them.
Mia nodded, "Yes, I see, Dr. Emma. That must come out immediately!"
She pulled out more of the pumpkin insides, dropping them in the growing pile of pumpkin guts that were already on the table.
"His appendix needs to come out too," Mia noted.
"You should remove it then," Emma replied, "Quickly before he becomes septic!"
"We have such awesome kids," Cristina said to Meredith with a chuckle.
"Seriously."
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The girls were just finishing up with their pumpkin surgery on Emma's pumpkin. Ethan and Lucas had been done for a while, even after having to wait for Owen to cut the faces for them.
Mia and Emma were huddled closely to Emma's pumpkin, drawing a face of their own to be cut out soon.
"How's it going?" Derek asked, having arrived a few hours after the pumpkin carving/surgery began.
Owen was preparing the seeds for baking and waiting for the frozen pizza to finish cooking in the oven.
Cristina and Meredith were sitting at the table watching their daughters, who were completely focused on their "patient".
"Good," Meredith replied, smiling up at him, "Ethan and Lucas are playing in Lucas's room and these two are being plastic surgeons right now."
Derek leaned down and gave Meredith a kiss hello then went around and dropped a kiss on Emma's head then Mia's head.
"Are you going to give him fangs?" he asked them, looking over their shoulders at the pumpkin.
"No, daddy!" Emma exclaimed, like it was obvious that was not the way to go. "We're almost ready to cut. You have to go sit down with Aunt Cristina and mom if you want to watch."
"Bossy," Derek chuckled as he took a seat, sitting where Lucas had been earlier.
"Derek, did you want something to drink?" Owen offered.
"Yeah, thanks," he replied.
Emma finally sat up and put down the marker.
"Scalpel," she requested from Mia and received the little cutting tool from the carving kit.
Emma carefully cut along the lines they had drawn on the pumpkin, carving out the face.
"Very nice, Dr. Emma," Mia commented, part of the way through the "plastic surgery".
"Thank you, Dr. Mia," she replied.
Mia glanced up and saw all their parents watching, "The chief of surgery looks really happy," she reported to her person, "I think he thinks we're the best interns ever."
"We are the best interns ever," Emma replied, "They'll have to make us co-chief residents."
