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, to take everything off and put these chaps on...
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While he was doing whatever it was he was doing in the closet, Alison went to her bedside table and opened the drawer. Another small package was inside. It was a copy of their favorite French singer's newest album. She sat cross-legged on the bed and waited for him to appear.
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"Like Rogue's gift?" he asked as he swaggered over.
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"Wow..." Very nice! "Turn in a circle, cutie. I gotta see how they fit all over."
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"Well?" He asked when turned back to face her.
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Oh, Rogue was getting as many baked things as she could stand just as soon as Alison left her bedroom again. Best. Gift. Ever.
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He shook his hips a bit. Yep. He really wasn't wearing anything supportive. His bits were wiggling! "I'm liking the reaction I'm getting from you..."
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Alison was enjoying the wiggling. He was being silly and playful, but he was naked doing it. Silly could change to sexy at any moment.
"Rogue wins for best present of the day, I think. She's got me beat."
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"Looks and feels good. She's got good taste..."
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"What's that?"
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What was the question? Oh!
"Your other present. You can open it if you want." It kind of went with the theme.
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... and tilted his head in confusion. Why was she giving him this French singer's CD?
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"What's wrong, sweetheart? You don't already have that one, do you?"
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"You... I mean, I didn't scare you away from this?"
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She got up on her knees on the bed and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him lightly. "Just because we both messed up at the end doesn't mean that everything about that date was bad. I still love the music. And France. And the wine. Even the beach."
"And especially you."
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"You don't have to listen to her, if you don't want to. That's absolutely your choice. But, if you still like the music, don't let those circumstances change it. I don't ever want to be part of taking something beautiful from you."
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"I could give her a listen again..."
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She hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek. She felt bad that she'd gotten him something that made him sad on his birthday. But, hopefully it wouldn't ruin the whole night.
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He wiggled against her. Alison would be the best person to get him at ease. One way or another. He kissed her neck.
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"What were we talking about?" She teased.
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He grinned and winked. Then he hugged her tight. "How about you put this in the CD player? Then I can bounce on the bed..."
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"Okay, cutie. I want lots of bouncing, though." She grinned and snagged the CD as she hopped up form the bed to head to the CD player.
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He was also slightly amused watching himself.
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