Alison Blaire (
shimmerandsing) wrote2008-05-21 10:48 am
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Happy Birthday!
The preparations had begun days before. Alison had sent letter after letter and made dozens of phone calls. Half of the calls had gone to her stubborn step-son. Shatterstar was hard to corral. The other half had gone out to other family and friends. Anyone Alison could think to invite, she had contacted. Her invitations were only part of the deal. She had enlisted her mother-in-law to invite the women from the clan. Whoever Longshot was close to. And given her husband's ability to make friends wherever he went, that list would be long.
After the guests were settled, she focused on food. The cake had been a big deal to her... it had to feed dozens of people, and it had to be appealing to her husband. It had taken ages to find a baker who could produce what she wanted. In the end, it had been worth it and she couldn't wait to show it off. For lunch, she had enlisted the help of Longshot's two favorite cooks: Momoko and Maria. The day of the party, the kitchen and dining room were piled high with the best food Italy and Japan had to offer.
The living room was the designated present area. A table had been set up along a mostly unused wall and had begun filling up with brightly wrapped packages of all sizes early that morning. Lisa and Gloria Jean had been assigned inside decoration duty and had roped Rogue into helping. She could fly and get to the high places, they reasoned. Dakota and the boys had pulled outside duty. There were balloons and streamers all over the place. The more the better, as far as Alison was concerned.
John had been stuck with the hardest job of the morning. He had been assigned the task of getting up dreadfully early and taking Longshot out of the castle long enough for them to prepare the party. Since he had been spending so much time at work catching up after his vacation, he used the excuse that he wanted to spend time with his son on his birthday before he had to go to work. And the best early rising activity he could think of was fishing. At a lake. Far away from the castle. He might be tired by the time they returned, but he knew Longshot would perk right back up when he saw the party dedicated to him.
It was early in the day, still, when the party was all set up and they just had to wait for the guest of honor. Alison had showered and changed. The babies were fed, clean, and dressed in new little outfits their Mommy had picked out especially for the occasion. They had picked up on the excitement around them and were giggling and babbling happily to anyone who would listen. Lisa and Glora Jean each had a baby in their lap and were laughing and making faces right back.
Alison shifted impatiently in her seat and tried to will her husband to appear.
After the guests were settled, she focused on food. The cake had been a big deal to her... it had to feed dozens of people, and it had to be appealing to her husband. It had taken ages to find a baker who could produce what she wanted. In the end, it had been worth it and she couldn't wait to show it off. For lunch, she had enlisted the help of Longshot's two favorite cooks: Momoko and Maria. The day of the party, the kitchen and dining room were piled high with the best food Italy and Japan had to offer.
The living room was the designated present area. A table had been set up along a mostly unused wall and had begun filling up with brightly wrapped packages of all sizes early that morning. Lisa and Gloria Jean had been assigned inside decoration duty and had roped Rogue into helping. She could fly and get to the high places, they reasoned. Dakota and the boys had pulled outside duty. There were balloons and streamers all over the place. The more the better, as far as Alison was concerned.
John had been stuck with the hardest job of the morning. He had been assigned the task of getting up dreadfully early and taking Longshot out of the castle long enough for them to prepare the party. Since he had been spending so much time at work catching up after his vacation, he used the excuse that he wanted to spend time with his son on his birthday before he had to go to work. And the best early rising activity he could think of was fishing. At a lake. Far away from the castle. He might be tired by the time they returned, but he knew Longshot would perk right back up when he saw the party dedicated to him.
It was early in the day, still, when the party was all set up and they just had to wait for the guest of honor. Alison had showered and changed. The babies were fed, clean, and dressed in new little outfits their Mommy had picked out especially for the occasion. They had picked up on the excitement around them and were giggling and babbling happily to anyone who would listen. Lisa and Glora Jean each had a baby in their lap and were laughing and making faces right back.
Alison shifted impatiently in her seat and tried to will her husband to appear.
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Now, he was coming home and his pace was slowing because the front yard looked a little funny...
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"Okay, girls. You know the plan." Lisa handed Hana to the jonin and Gloria Jean passed Aiden off to Alison as the two girls passed her. Then they raced out the front door, down the steps, and bolted for Longshot.
"You gotta close your eyes!" Lisa shouted, waving her arms and giggling.
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"C'mon! And close your eyes! Lisa and me won't let you fall or something." She tugged on his hand.
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"Better do what they say. I don't think they take 'no' for an answer. I'll carry the stuff in."
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Mikhail was a different problem all together.
Tasha fondly remembered the days where when she wanted to visit someone she just walked out the door.
In the end they made it. Which was all that mattered.
Natasha knocked on the front door.
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The jonin smiled and bowed slightly. "Irasshai. Please, come in."
She gestured for them to come in.
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Except Alison had been most adamant in tracking him down to attend. So, he straightened himself up like he was about to step into the arena and knocked.
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She went to the door and pulled it open without looking. It was a party full of ninjas and superheros. Bad guys had the wrong address, today. But, oh! Surprise! Her step-son had decided to turn up.
"Hey, sweetie!" She grinned and went up on tip toes to hug him. Oh yes, there would be huggings. "I'm so glad you came. Longshot will be glad to see you."
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Shatterstar glanced through the open door. "How is my father?"
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"Well, I would have been sad if you hadn't come." Also? Miffed. She stepped back and smiled at him. "He's doing great. Seems to be enjoying his surprise party. Come on in. He's in the living room. So is your little brother and sister."
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She glances over at the family gathering on the couch. She nudges her husband with an elbow. "Think we'll get more happy moments like that one?"
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He was going to say 'killing' but he didn't want to blip on any ninja radar. Nor on Alison's. She was enforcing happy fun times after all.
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Though her eyes trailed down to little Hana. She wants one so bad.
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Humph. Well, it was up to them to save it, obviously.
Lisa nodded to Gloria Jean and they set their plan into motion. Basically, the plan was to walk over to the present table, grab the present each of them had gotten for Longshot, and take it to him. Simple plans were often the best kind, really.
"Happy Birthday, Longshot!" Lisa announced as she held out her gift to him. Her Dad had said that Christmas was a time for special, sentimental gifts, but birthdays were for fun stuff. So, she got Longshot a remote controlled boat shaped like a pirate ship that he could use on the koi pond. She hoped he liked it.
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"Yeah! Happy Birthday!" She held out a brightly wrapped package containing an ironwood carving of a bear with two little cubs.
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"I like these very much!"
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Rogue's gift to him was a pair of leather chaps. He oohed and rubbed them. She might have commented about how his wife would really like him in them and nothing else. The Mojoworlder thanked her and headed for the bedroom. Maybe he could change into them once he got up there...
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There was another present she had to give him. But, she hadn't wanted to do it in front of everyone. Also, she was really curious about what Rogue had given him.
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Now, to take everything off and put these chaps on...
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She inched her panties down her hips and legs as she watched him. No missing the view!
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It was kind of ridiculous, watching him bounce around like this. But, it was a sexy kind of ridiculous. She could definitely learn to enjoy sexy and ridiculous.
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