xpenguin: Maura plans Jane's surprise 40th birthday party. Jane didn't even see it coming. She finally got Jane the bunk bed that she wanted (well, it was more for their kids, but still) and a thoroughbred horse named Walter.
A/N: Can I just say WOW. In a little less than two weeks this series has amassed 50 stories and shows no signs up letting up anytime soon! Thank you for all the awesome reviews (even back there with trippy chapter 47 *sigh of relief*) and prompts that you guys keep coming. That is really what keeps this going; you all have these great little ideas and I am totally honored and humbled that you allow me to make and mold them. So thank you! Let's keep this ficlet train moving along!
Jane is staring out the window. She has been for the last 10 minutes.
And she's not sure what to make of it; other than Mr. Fucking Ed is mowing her front yard.
And fertilizing it.
Stepping out of the car, she keeps her back pressed firmly against it and scoots her way down until she safely gets around the hood and on the passenger side; putting the car as a barrier between her and Hi Ho Silver.
"What do you think?" it startles her, and there is no grace to the way Jane clutches her chest or spins around in the process, nearly tumbling over the hood of the car.
Jane looks at her wife and two little girls. They are beaming.
She forces a smile, then her face falls as she takes a step towards Maura; "Why the fuck is there a horse in our front yard?" she says it through gritted teeth.
She looks around her wife and smiles at her daughters, then brings her eyes back to Maura's; widening them momentarily; waiting for an answer.
Maura rolls her eyes and brushes passed her wife; "His name is Walter."
Jane watches her as she makes her way over to the animal and begins stroking his mane; "He is a Missouri Fox Trotting horse. They were bred in the Ozark hills during the 19th century by settlers who needed easy riding, durable mounts and travel long distances at sure footed consuming gait."
"Of course. I am well versed in all equestrian breeds, Maura." she rolls her eyes; "Maybe he can trot him up to Brokeback. Start ourselves a right ol' calf and cow operation." she draws out the words, and looks over at her giggling daughters; winking.
Maura gives her wife a sardonic smile as she heads back over to her and pinches her wife's bicep; "Ow! I wish I knew how to quit you." Jane mocks as Maura walks by.
"This breed is an excellent mount for children and beginners. He already has boarding at a barn in Roslindale and they teach both riding and trotting."
"Yay." the sediment is small.
"Mama! Come inside!" one of the little girls perks up, taking Jane's hand; "Yeah! Guess what we got?" and then another hand finds its place in hers.
Jane relents and lets herself be dragged to the front door; Maura following. Her daughters push open the front door unison and Jane is blown back by the "SURPRISE" that hits her in the face.
Oh, that's right. It's her birthday. And Jane had completely forgotten.
She feels a light kiss against her cheek as Maura comes up behind her, standing on her toes to reach her wife; "Happy birthday."
Jane smiles, but is quickly being dragged back down the hall by persistent girls; "Be right back!" she calls over her shoulder before being pulled into a room.
"Look" and Jane's eyes grow wide.
Bunk beds.
In all their adolescent glory.
And before she can respond, she is running and leaping up on top of it; keeping her body low and barely peeking over the railing; "It's mine."
Little hands reach for her from the floor and she throws the blankets over top of her; "I'm the king of the castle!"
Maura watches from the doorway; bemused; "You have a party waiting for you."
Jane peeks out from under the covers and looks between her wife and daughters; "What's the password?"
