Aleisa glanced up from the stove as she heard the sound of feet rapidly making their way down the stairs. As the sound increased, she turned to watch as her two children rounded the corner into the kitchen.
"Hold it!" she sharply barked, causing the duo to freeze. Both green and blue eyes slowly looked up at her.
"What did I say about running in the house?" Aleisa rose a single eyebrow, arms crossed over her chest. Her 'mom' pose as Peter often dubbed it. John and Adara bowed their heads sheepishly.
"To not to"
"Not to do it." The two muttered out apologetically.
"Well good to know that your memory is just fine. Do it again and there will be consequences." She warned, giving them one last look. Both nodded before continuing their way over towards the kitchen counter, taking a seat on the tall chairs. She set down their meal before heading towards the backdoor.
"Peter if you want to eat, I would come in now." She teased with a grin. Peter chuckled, setting down his tools and wiping his brow with the rag he tucked into his pocket. Aleisa grinned, heading back into the kitchen to grab some drinks. As Peter stepped inside his was greeted eagerly by his two kids, Adara having her mouth full of food.
"Adara swallow." He gently chided, leaning down to kiss the top of her blonde head. Adara giggled. When he moved over to John the boy huffed before reaching up to 'wipe' off the kiss from his head. Aleisa rolled her eyes at him fondly. He was still adverse to public displays of affection, but that didn't mean his parents would comply to the new mood.
"Do you need any help with the table, dad?" he asked instead, munching on his chips. Peter hummed thoughtfully and snagged a chip off Adara's plate. When the little girl realized what had happened she swatted at her father.
"Daddy! Get your own!" she protested, continuing to giggle at her father's antics.
"I just might if you're willing to come help me." Peter answered John with a grin, taking a bite of of his stolen snack while ducking away from Adara's attack. John beamed and went right back to inhaling his own lunch. With a chuckle Peter made his way over to his wife, pressing a kiss to her forehead and wrapping his arms around her growing baby bump.
"Taking food out of your own children's mouths. How shameful." She teased, earning a laugh from her two children.
"They take it out of mine. All that hard work down the drain with these two bottomless pits." He winked over at the duo who continued giggling. Aleisa snickered and turned to press a proper kiss to her husband's lips.
"Wash up and I'll make sure you are plenty fed." She pursed her lips in amusement. Peter walked around her do to just that as she portioned out his meal.
"Have you eaten yet?" he inquired, drying off his hands. Aleaisa rolled her eyes.
"Yes, I have and yes, I ate enough. We are not going to do this again are we?" she inquired, sending him a pointed stare. Peter shrugged.
"Just making sure mommy and baby Pevensie are fine." he muttered, staring at her with big blue pouting eyes. Aleisa smiled and rubbed her bump out of habit.
"We're fine, stop fussing." She hummed, kissing him on the lips as she slipped his plate towards him.
"Momma, is the baby a boy or a girl?" Adara asked, staring up at her mother intently. Peter and Aleisa shared a look.
"We don't know yet sweetie. We won't know until they are born." She explained gently. Adara frowned but nodded thoughtfully.
"I think it will be a girl." She decided.
"And why is that?" her mother inquired in amusement. Adara shrugged.
"Because I want a sister." Was the answer. John frowned.
"What if it's a boy. I want a brother." He countered. Adara glared over at him.
"No, a sister."
"Brother"
"Girl"
"Boy"
"Girl!"
"Boy!"
"Alright!" Peter eventually cut off the bickering duo.
"We don't know what the baby will be yet. However, whatever they are we will love it regardless right?" he explained, staring at his children intently. Adara and John nodded sheepishly.
"I love the baby now….but I really want a sister."
