Disclaimer: Unfortunately, none of these characters belong to me, except for Elle and Harrison Stokes.
I've gotten such a great response to this story. I've decided to continue this story, which was meant to only be one chapter long. But since everyone seems to be enjoying it, I'll continue until you all tell me to stop. ............................................................................ ...........….
A few hours later, after everyone had ate, Elle woke up from her nap. Her hair had fallen out of the clip Sara had put in, and the back of her dress had endless amounts of wrinkles. Sara silently cursed Nick for not taking her shoes off when she saw all of the runs in Elle's stockings, caused by her tossing and turning in Lindsey's bed.
As Elle walked outside onto the patio where the rest of the party was, she was welcomed with yells and greetings from everyone. When Nick saw that there were no more chairs for her to sit in, he picked her up and placed her on his lap. She snuggled into his embrace, still sleepy.
"Hey sweetie, are you hungry?" Sara asked. Elle just nodded no.Sara knew that her daughter never ate right after waking up from a nap, but she just wanted to make sure.
"Hey Elle, look what I did to Greg's hair." Harrison called from the other side of the table, wanting to show Elle what he did while she slept. Elle looked over at Greg, and noticed a bunch of clips Lindsey had on her dresser, now haphazardly placed all over Greg's head. Elle laughed, and made her way out of Nick's embrace so that she could touch Greg's hair.
"Elle! Elle!" Greg yelped "Watch the hair. Your brother spent a lot of time to make it look just right, and I'm sure he'd be mad if you messed it up."
"Yeah, Elle, be careful!" Harrison said, popping out from behind Greg's head. He had just fixed one of the clips so that the hair stuck out more.
"Hey Harrison, keep the volume down a little. And don't yell at your sister." Nick said, picking at the chips still left on the table from before.
"Ok, is everyone ready to sing 'Happy Birthday' to our favorite twins?" Catherine shouted from the kitchen. She had pre-ordered this cake to have both blue and pink flowers and airplanes. Catherine knew if she had only flowers, Harrison would have carried on for hours. The colors perfectly fit the whole look of the party. Blue and pink streamers, balloons, table-cloths, napkins, plates. Everything fit perfectly together.
As Catherine brought out the cake with, of course, blue and pink number '4' candles, Elle jumped into Sara's lap, and Harrison into Nick's. Nick had bent down to pick up a napkin Catherine had dropped, and for what seemed to be the hundredth time today, Sara was trying her hardest to take the wrinkles out of Elle's dress. Warrick and Grissom had begun a conversation about something or other, and Greg and Carly seemed very much interested in each other. Lindsey had run inside to get a pony-tail holder for Elle's hair. Catherine had run inside to get a lighter to light the candles. No one was paying attention to the twins.
Before the candles were even lit, four tiny little hands had dug into the cake. Elle giggled with delight as she ate the cake without stopping for a breath. Harrison laughed as Elle shoved the food into her tiny mouth, and proceeded to do the same. Nick and Sara both looked at them to see what was amusing them so much.
"Elle!" Sara shouted.
"Harrison! Hey Harrison.. calm down there." Nick said, trying to pry his son's tiny hands out of the center of the cake. The rest of the party had turned to see what all the commotion was about, and when they saw, they laughed in amusement as two parents were trying to control two four year olds.
"Oh Elle, you have cake all over your dress." Sara said, looking at her daughter with disgust.
"Hey Sar, take a look at Harrison's -" Nick said, until he was interrupted by cake being shoved in his mouth. He looked at Harrison, who found it incredibly amusing and then had a look of nervousness. "Harrison… Harrison.. Harrison. Haven't we taught you to use forks when you want cake?"
As Sara was about to say something, she felt something sticky running down her face. She had seen that Elle had taken a handful of cake, and placed it messily on top of her head.
"Elle!" Sara said, speechless.
"Mommy" Nick said to his wife "I think these kids need to be taught a lesson."
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I know this was a shorter chapter, but I'm kind of having writer's block. Any suggestions are welcome! Please, read and review.
I've gotten such a great response to this story. I've decided to continue this story, which was meant to only be one chapter long. But since everyone seems to be enjoying it, I'll continue until you all tell me to stop. ............................................................................ ...........….
A few hours later, after everyone had ate, Elle woke up from her nap. Her hair had fallen out of the clip Sara had put in, and the back of her dress had endless amounts of wrinkles. Sara silently cursed Nick for not taking her shoes off when she saw all of the runs in Elle's stockings, caused by her tossing and turning in Lindsey's bed.
As Elle walked outside onto the patio where the rest of the party was, she was welcomed with yells and greetings from everyone. When Nick saw that there were no more chairs for her to sit in, he picked her up and placed her on his lap. She snuggled into his embrace, still sleepy.
"Hey sweetie, are you hungry?" Sara asked. Elle just nodded no.Sara knew that her daughter never ate right after waking up from a nap, but she just wanted to make sure.
"Hey Elle, look what I did to Greg's hair." Harrison called from the other side of the table, wanting to show Elle what he did while she slept. Elle looked over at Greg, and noticed a bunch of clips Lindsey had on her dresser, now haphazardly placed all over Greg's head. Elle laughed, and made her way out of Nick's embrace so that she could touch Greg's hair.
"Elle! Elle!" Greg yelped "Watch the hair. Your brother spent a lot of time to make it look just right, and I'm sure he'd be mad if you messed it up."
"Yeah, Elle, be careful!" Harrison said, popping out from behind Greg's head. He had just fixed one of the clips so that the hair stuck out more.
"Hey Harrison, keep the volume down a little. And don't yell at your sister." Nick said, picking at the chips still left on the table from before.
"Ok, is everyone ready to sing 'Happy Birthday' to our favorite twins?" Catherine shouted from the kitchen. She had pre-ordered this cake to have both blue and pink flowers and airplanes. Catherine knew if she had only flowers, Harrison would have carried on for hours. The colors perfectly fit the whole look of the party. Blue and pink streamers, balloons, table-cloths, napkins, plates. Everything fit perfectly together.
As Catherine brought out the cake with, of course, blue and pink number '4' candles, Elle jumped into Sara's lap, and Harrison into Nick's. Nick had bent down to pick up a napkin Catherine had dropped, and for what seemed to be the hundredth time today, Sara was trying her hardest to take the wrinkles out of Elle's dress. Warrick and Grissom had begun a conversation about something or other, and Greg and Carly seemed very much interested in each other. Lindsey had run inside to get a pony-tail holder for Elle's hair. Catherine had run inside to get a lighter to light the candles. No one was paying attention to the twins.
Before the candles were even lit, four tiny little hands had dug into the cake. Elle giggled with delight as she ate the cake without stopping for a breath. Harrison laughed as Elle shoved the food into her tiny mouth, and proceeded to do the same. Nick and Sara both looked at them to see what was amusing them so much.
"Elle!" Sara shouted.
"Harrison! Hey Harrison.. calm down there." Nick said, trying to pry his son's tiny hands out of the center of the cake. The rest of the party had turned to see what all the commotion was about, and when they saw, they laughed in amusement as two parents were trying to control two four year olds.
"Oh Elle, you have cake all over your dress." Sara said, looking at her daughter with disgust.
"Hey Sar, take a look at Harrison's -" Nick said, until he was interrupted by cake being shoved in his mouth. He looked at Harrison, who found it incredibly amusing and then had a look of nervousness. "Harrison… Harrison.. Harrison. Haven't we taught you to use forks when you want cake?"
As Sara was about to say something, she felt something sticky running down her face. She had seen that Elle had taken a handful of cake, and placed it messily on top of her head.
"Elle!" Sara said, speechless.
"Mommy" Nick said to his wife "I think these kids need to be taught a lesson."
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I know this was a shorter chapter, but I'm kind of having writer's block. Any suggestions are welcome! Please, read and review.