A/N: Thanks everyone for reviewing previously! Here's a short and new chapter. This was inspired by few things: Velox's headcanon's ideas, one of my own experiences with parents. XD
Also guys, one more thing: In last chapter, there were slight hints for Makoto and Sarah. A few were confused about it because Makoto and Sarah are cousins. Sorry, actually I forgot that- because see, cousins' relationship is allowed in few cultures, so I wrote that, never mind. We won't have literal MakotoXSarah here, so don't sweat it. Hope you don't mind.
On with the chapter, read!
"Of course I remember, Hils. Let's surprise them tomorrow," Tyson chuckled in a cheery mood as Hilary followed him, walking to kitchen.
He stopped at the door, little startled and amused at the scene before him in the kitchen. Hilary was behind him, edgily staring at Hiro and her sister in law, holding each other in arms, passionately yet gently gazing at each other.
Tyson coughed, folding his arms across, "Spare the kitchen at least." He sighed flamboyantly to tease, "Grandpa gave you a LARGE room to romance there."
Hiro moved away calmly, while Fae was slightly blushing, trying her best to ignore her brother in law's comment, "See Hils, even after 6 years of marriage, Hiro's sense of romance hasn't faltered. My brother never fails to amaze me." He nudged his brother badly. Hiro shot him a glare. Hilary sweatdropped. She was absolutely puzzled in this moment.
"As if you and Hilary were never caught openly," Hiro said dryly, jostling away his arm and softly patting him on head,
Hilary bit her cheeks, remembering the last time Tyson had ambushed her in corridor and kissed her heatedly. Hiro was returning from late dinner when he witnessed what was happening. She was red from toe to head that moment, unlike Tyson who rolled his eyes at Hiro and dragged her into the room.
Tyson cleared his throat, "We are young couple, Hiro. Excuse us,"
"What do you mean? Do old couples have no right to romance?" Fae shook her head,
"No, I mean-"
"C'mon Tyson, why are you determined for pulling legs of other people?" Hilary grunted and tried to intervene.
"He's not people. He's my great brother, Hils." Tyson grinned,
"Your great brother and I have committed a great mistake, what do we have to do to redeem this?" Fae asked humorously.
"Gishi chan, do you realize how lucky my brother have been after you came in his life?" Tyson smirked calmly, "He was on the brink of becoming like our Kai with zero sense of romance. You came in his life like beyblade comes in stadium, introducing thrill of love and excitement all together, very eloquently."
Fae's jaw dropped, she was shocked at Tyson's guts. Hiro gritted his teeth, while Hilary prevented her amusement from turning into a fits of chuckles.
"Ahmn, it's our anniversary tomorrow. Can we celebrate it peacefully or will my little brother keep disturbing us, Hilary? Did we do the same with you two?" Hiro folded his hands, sharply looking at both of them.
Hilary sighed defeatedly, "What can I do in this? He doesn't give a rest to me either." She looked up at him, "Do you, Tyson?"
Fae switched off the stove and faced them, "Of course he doesn't. It's understandable."
"Like?" Tyson shot, "What's that supposed to mean, Gishi-chan?"
"Like blades battle, you're losing- in battle of love. Our love is stronger, that's why you barge in between us and make snide remarks. After all, we are stronger couple." Fae countered, calmly. Tyson snorted and scowled, unable to answer back. Hilary cocked an eyebrow while Hiro sighed. 'These guys never give me a rest.' He couldn't even peacefully make some decent trysts with his own wife in a silent kitchen. Tyson would be guarding and looking for an opportunity to tease him.
"Yeah yeah," Tyson hissed. He breathed in. Hilary whispered in his ear, "Don't say anything more. We've to give them surprise tomorrow."
Fae frowned at them, while Hiro was about to leave,
"Hey dad!" Makoto came running, Sarah following him.
"What's up kids?" Fae smiled,
"Come upstairs!" Sara called,
"Noah is playing an old CD on your laptop! The bride and groom looks just like you!" Makoto excitedly dragged his mom, while Sara did the same with Hiro. Fae and Tyson blinked, following the kids to his room.
…
"What's going on here, kids?" Hilary asked as she entered her room. The laptop was settled on his working table, playing the CD of Tyson's wedding, where the bride and groom were taking oaths and standing in front of priest.
Tyson and Hilary nervously chuckled, disturbingly smiling as the screen's Tyson and Hilary were about to kiss. Fae nudged Tyson, waggishly grinning.
"Ah, you were head over heels over my son, weren't you?" Fatuba commented, seated on the chair at the back of room near the crib, cradling Simone in her arms.
"M-mom..." Tyson looked at her, surprised a bit. The kids didn't hear their Grandma, fortunately.
"See! Awww, this bride is so beautiful!" Sara cried merrily, "She is so pretty!" Makoto jumped, "Mom look at her!"
"Aunt, she looks just like you!" Noah's shining black eyes looked at Hilary. The brunette was thoroughly embarrassed.
"Yeah, you're right Noah. The bride is just like your aunt." Hiro caressed the head of his son.
"Daddy, the groom!" Noah and Makoto screamed, "They are going to kiss that bride!"
Sarah flustered and hid her head into Makoto's arm before the kiss scene appeared. Noah was gawking at the screen while Makoto grinned like his dad, holding Sara in his arms. Hillary gaped, eyeing Tyson surreptitiously.
"I want a bride too!" Noah cracked, Makoto busted in laughter, shaking thunderously at Noah's joke.
"Kids, first grow up." Fae twisted the boys' ears.
"Ah!" Sarah embarrassingly ran from Makoto's arms to her father, covering her face in her little palms, "I can't see this!"
"It's okay, sweetheart. See, you can watch now. The kiss is over." Hiro squatted down to her level and smiled, softly removing her hands,
"Sarah, you're such a cry baby!" Naoh teased her, smugly smiling and getting settled in his mom's lap,
"Wow, they are dancing..." Makoto said dreamily.
"They still didn't guess that... that it's actually us." Tyson laughed dryly.
"They better don't know about it," Hilary muttered,
"Exactly, we won't hear the end of their remarks." Tyson whispered. The kids were lost watching the video on the laptop screen, not paying any attention where else,
"I'm sure baby Simone will be just as pretty as this bride!" Noah squealed. Tyson smirked, while Hilary's cheeks colored in amusement.
"Of course, my daughter she is! She will be prettier than this bride." Tyson chortled. Hilary slapped his arm, "Moron."
"Daddy, I will never become a bride..." Sarah closed her fists, looking down in pure uneasiness,
Hiro sweatdropped, "It's okay Saru, we will think later about it later, okay? Don't sweat it. Smile now. Enjoy the show," The blue head little girl nodded meekly and lifted her eyes to watch the dance.
Tyson and Hilary on the screen were dressed in wedding attires- white net sleeveless Basque gown with pearls adorned on it, emerald green leaves embellished randomly; Tyson in handsome black tuxedo. They were holding each other intimately close, dancing softly and slowly, swaying each other on the centre of dance floor under the divine moonlight. The kids were eagerly watching the show.
"I was so beautiful back then. Now look at me..." Hilary sighed, settling on a futon beside her husband. Fae and Hiro were seated on the bed's edge along with their kids, Makoto joining Sara beside.
"So what kind of bride Mako wants?" Hiro asked the little blue headed boy,
"Like that," Makoto proudly pointed at the screen.
Fatuba was smiling, watching the wedding video and the memories reviving back. The lady looked at Simone, admiring how the baby girl was beautiful like an angel, simpering in her sleep and curling her tiny dainty fists.
Tyson giggled, "You were indeed beautiful. No doubt Mako wants her wife like that," Tyson winked, cooing into her ear, "By the way, you grew sexier after we married." He secretly slid his hand under her shirt from back. She froze, gulping. She ardently hoped that Fae or Hiro didn't hear him saying that. Oh how badly she hated his audacious love display sometimes!
"You just wait," Hilary seethed, controlling herself.
"I'll, but there are still few more hours for night. I hope Makoto sleeps early." Tyson smirked, winking at her. She heated and blushed, unable to look at him, having her gaze stark fixed on screen. Some lovely music and savage love songs played in background. The kids didn't pick on lyrics easily.
"I wonder how they got the CDs," Hilary said,
"Hmm,"
Noah got up and checked on Simone, "The baby is still sleeping." He mused,
"Yeah, she's. Don't disturb," Fatuba said politely. Noah softly kissed the forehead of his cousin and smiled, "Okay bye baby Simone,"
Hiro and Fae were also on dance-floor in background of screen but the kids didn't notice them.
"Really, how crazy we were as kids," Tyson commented, "I once used to believe you were my biggest enemy who enjoyed nagging me."
"Enemy? That's such a strong word." She shot a look at him, "What am I to you?"
"At present? A loving wife. In past, an irritating girl." He sighed.
The dances were about to end on screen when Grandpa broke through the room,
"Ah so here you all are. That's why home is looked so empty." He barged in, not noticing the warning looks the elders were sending him. He stared at the screen's dances and gaped in amazement, "Hey T-dawg! This is your wedding video! How stunning you two were looking that day. Ah, I knew it- Home girl was always right for you!" Grandpa directly addressed Tyson and Hilary in his loud exuberant voice.
Tyson facepalmed, and hung his head. Hilary was stuttering and chuckling, blinking at Grandpa.
"What?" Makoto frowned and the three kids walked to Grandpa, circling him, their expressions laced with cute confusion and perplexity.
"Is that aunt Hilary, Grandpa?" Noah asked innocently,
Makoto gave a look to his dad, "Grandpa, say. Is that mom and dad?"
"Of course M-dawg! That's your parents!"
"This can't be possible. The bride and groom are prettier than Aunt Hilary and uncle Tyson!" Sarah shook her head unbelievably.
"Hey no! That's Aunt and Uncle! Look carefully, Sarah." Ryu took them near the screen. Makoto was gawking at his parents,
"Umm yeah, they look alike," Sarah nodded, feeling skittish.
"Dad, is that you? Seriously?" Makoto shook Tyson's hand. He laughed, "Yeah it's me, and that's your mom."
"Wow! You didn't say us before!" Makoto complained. "Mom! You were so beautiful! I love you!" Makoto snuggled into her mom's arms and kissed her on cheeks, "I can't believe you enjoyed so much!" He settled on his mom's lap. Hilary kissed her son on top of his head, "Thanks, son." She wrapped her hands around him,
"Hey what about me?" Tyson asked petulantly, "Wasn't I cool?"
"Yes dad, you look like cute blue berry!" Makoto grinned. Hilary chortled. Soon the entire room fell in guffaw. Tyson ashen paled. Blue berry?
"By the way, the sour blue berries riped sweetly after we got married," Hilary whispered in his ear, smirking heartily.
"T-T man! I thought you were pumpkin when you're a kid like your son... but blue berry?" Grandpa loudly and stormily laughed.
"Bro, your son is just like you!" Hiro commented.
"Argh, enough." He stood up. They curtailed their laughter, gradually muffling it.
"Hey dad, you were cool back then," Makoto winked as Tyson was about to leave the room. Hilary shyly looked at her angry husband leaving, preventing her mirthful laughter. Sometimes she was scared to watch him walking out amidst her in-laws. She thought Grandpa or maybe Fae would give a teasing remark to her that she should give a rest from scrutinizing him.
Tyson gave a huge sarcastic smile to Makoto before slamming the door shut and leaving.
"Wow Aunt Hilary, you were so pretty before. But why not now?" Noah asked with an innocent smile, looking up at the elder brunette. Hiro cracked and Fae gulped the amusement,
"You shouldn't say like that, Noah kiddo," Grandpa softly smacked him on head
Hilary's lips almost twisted, "Fruits of marriage, Naoh."
"Hey look, mom and dad are dancing too at the back!" Sarah exclaimed and pointed her finger on the screen, about to jab it.
"Oh yes!" Noah exuberantly squealed, kissing the screen where her mom was dancing. Fae gasped, "Noah, move back. Don't do that hmph!" Fae hauled away her son,
"B-But mom, where am I in the video? Why aren't we recorded?" Makoto asked innocently,
Grandpa slapped his forehead.
"Oh yes, none of us are there here," Noah protested too, Sarah joined.
Who would explain these kids that they didn't exist that time!
Hilary smiled darkly, "You all were sleeping and didn't wake up at all."
"See those couches far away, you all were sleeping on them. The cameraman doesn't record kids who don't dance," Hiro reasoned calmly,
Sara was reluctant to accept this, she confronted, "B-But as far as I remember, I woke up after sometime," Might be the cameraman just recorded the elders, argh. Not the kids!
Hilary gaped at the guts of her nephew to lie. Hiro sighed, knowing all well, "Yeah sweetheart, you did wake up. But… can't you remember how you knocked the cameraman and started shooting us instead?"
"Yeah, both Sarah and Makoto knocked the cameraman," Fae said confidently. The truth was no kids of them existed that time and Fae was originally pregnant with Sarah in the wedding. Ryu Grandpa nodded looking at Sarah, persuading her to believe her parents.
Sarah frowned, blinking indignantly, "I think… maybe I forgot. I was a kid long back after all,"
"Exactly," Noah snapped, "Even being older than me, you don't remember anything. You forget, unlike me who remember everything."
"Confident liars…" Hilary murmured in astonishment.
"I slept on that red colored couch, I still remember," Noah bragged calmly. Grandpa raised a brow, twisting his ear, "You were sleeping in my lap. Remember?"
Noah paled slightly, "Y-Yeah of course, I do."
"See, he remembers everything. Noah is intelligent boy and that's why he's mamma's favorite," Fatuba kindly commented from back. Noah gave a relieved sigh.
"Hey dad why are you peeking?" Makoto called as he caught Tyson peeking from the slightly ajar door.
Tyson nervously giggled and walked in, "I was just checking if you guys were still talking about the berries,"
"B-Blue berries," Noah grinned. Makoto winked at his cousin.
Tyson shot a look at him and ignored.
"Ahmn, enough with these CDs. My marriage is over already." Tyson cleared his throat and slightly grumped. He walked to his table and removed the CD, closed his laptop and hid it in his wardrobe clumsily.
"Yeah, five years it has been…" Hilary mumbled softly, a peaceful smile tugging on her lips.
"We know," Fae said warmly as she lifted Naoh in her arms affectionately and ushered Sarah downstairs. Hiro followed them. Hilary nodded and smiled. And tomorrow, it will be exactly seven years of yours and Hiro's beautiful marital life, Fae.
"Hey wait Sarah!" Makoto tailed away.
"Hils, Simone is hungry. Here, take her." Fatuba walked to her and handed the little bundle to her mom. Hilary carefully took Simone with a merry smile. The unbounded motherly delightfulness on her face was evident.
"C'mon, let's go," Ryu yawned and left the room and Fatuba followed out.
Tyson sighed in relief as the door closed, "Finally they left." He thumped on the bed. Hilary was busy nuzzling Simone's cheeks and giggling in happiness.
"Is she hungry?" Tyson asked getting up quickly.
Hilary nodded, turning the futon and getting seated on futon with Simone in her arms. Her back faced him. Tyson got up and brashly removed the bed-sheet, attempting to clean his room which he believed the kids of Hiro have mussed up.
He unrolled a new clean white sheet on the bed and tugged it properly, buffing the pillows and spotting the vacuum. He could hear his daughter's loud sucking on Hilary's nipples. He smirked softly listening to it.
"Sleep for some time Tyson, you seem tired," Hilary said,
"I'll, later." He said and walked to Hilary, placing his palms on her shoulder from back,
"Ahmn, Mrs. Granger, you can get seated more comfortably on bed and feed Simone," he coughed playfully,
"I'm okay here," Hilary said, slightly blushing and titling her head so as to block his eye-line on her feeding process. He smirked, resting his chin on her head's top, closing his eyes calmly.
"Don't sweat it, I promise I won't sneak at your snacc breasts."
A/N: Pardon me for last line, I literally laughed writing that. I hope you liked it. My experience with my parents was admiring them while watching their marriage CDs and commenting that they were prettier before XD That's naughty Sims XD
Review! Send me more TyHil promts! And I will write them :'D