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Post by Kat-la on Nov 28, 2007 21:29:25 GMT -5
‘Pop’ ‘pop’ ‘pop’ the hall of the Potter-Tripp house rang as Kat apperated with Becca and John holding onto her legs. The second the appeared though John and Becca were off, running around the house and stomping up the stairs to get some things. Kat sighed, ran a hand though her think scarlet hair, and walked into the kitchen. The dishes were washing themselves and Kat gave a small sigh as she walked over to the fridge and summoned a glass. She poured herself a tall glass of apple juice and sighed leaning back against the counter. She never drank anything…unless it was New Years or some other big celebration and since it seemed as if the kids liked apple juice, she drank it a lot also. She knew that she probably won’t make Brent sleep out on the couch, more then one night of course, she just couldn’t do that and at that fact she gave a small smile. She heard stomping and Becca and John ran back down the stairs, chasing and tackling each other. It did not matter what the knocked into either though, because the house had a charm on it to fix anything that was broken…with 4 six-year-olds they needed it.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 28, 2007 21:34:48 GMT -5
Brent, Kira, and Noah appeared with three soft pops. Kira and Noah ran after their siblings, accidentally breaking a picture which immediately repaired and rehung itself on the wall. Sighing, Brent walked over to Kat, one hand at his side and the other in the pocket of his jeans. "Remember when I used to say I couldn't wait for them to be able to walk?...I take it back," he said jokingly with a small smile.
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Post by Kat-la on Nov 28, 2007 21:46:58 GMT -5
“You know…I wouldn’t mind them going back to the no talking and no walking, and little crying phase…to bad that only lasted 2 weeks.” Kat said with a smile as she took a sip of her drink and then looked at him, “Would you like a glass?” She asked with a smile before giving a small yawn, “Excuse me.” She added blinking her eyes to get the tiredness away.
John ran into the kitchen and stopped so Becca ran into him and they tumbled to the ground. “OW! What’d ya do that for?” Becca asked standing up and rubbing her head. “They had that look again.” John said and Becca scrunched up her nose, “Ew….”
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Post by Daniel on Nov 28, 2007 21:53:42 GMT -5
//That look again? LOL//
"Well, unfortunately I can't make them go back to that phase..." Brent started. "But...I do have something else for you..." he continued, pulling one thing out of his pocket, while something else appeared in the other hand. "They, uh, didn't have swiss chocolate, so I had to settle for Belgium..." he said, half-stuttering, as he opened one hand to reveal a tiny chocolate heart, which enlarged so that it was twice as big as his hand. On it were the words 'I Love You', along with pictures of Brent, Kat, and the four kids. He then sprinkled what looked like gold dust onto it, and the pictures melted into the chocolate, becoming icing but still keeping the same shape so that you could see the people in them. "Happy early Christmas," Brent said, smiling softly as he looked up at Kat.
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Post by Kat-la on Nov 28, 2007 22:05:50 GMT -5
Kat laughed and smiled, “Thank you.” She said sincerely giving him a small kiss, “You haven’t been like this since I was pregnant with those four.” She said giving a look at Becca and John and giving a small wink. “Now…I do hope you understand…but you are still sleeping on the couch tonight.” She said with a small smirk as she moved and cast a charm on the chocolate and put it on top of the fridge. It would never melt, and never go bad…but it could not be eaten. “Sorry sweetie, you lost a bet…and I always stay true to my bests….but I do like the chocolate.” She added.
Becca and John scrunched up their noses together left, “Ew…” They said together looking for their siblings. “Ewww.” They said again both shuddering….I mean….what six-year-old wanted to think of their parents kissing?
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Post by Daniel on Nov 28, 2007 22:10:41 GMT -5
"Oh yeah...I forgot about that...fine, I'll sleep on the couch...but can I at least make some barriers between me and the kids? I would like to get at least one hour of sleep..." he said, only half-joking. "Otherwise, your brother will fire me for making a dumb mistake in the middle of a mission and I'll have to find a new job..."
Noah and Kira pounced on John and Becca, respectively, and [tried to/succeeded in] ((take your choice)) pin them to the floor.
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Post by Kat-la on Nov 30, 2007 15:44:35 GMT -5
"And who said he would fire you? And whose fault is it if you fall asleep? Whose fault is it that they landed themselves on the couch...so no...you may not. If the kids decide to wake you up...well...you won't make stupid bets nor will you make stupid comments...we all win." She said with a smile. "Now...what do you want for lunch?" She asked giving him a light kiss before going over the cupboard and looking around. There were so many things that they could have and since Kat was actually a good cook and enjoyed it, they all ate pretty well.
Becca was tackled but threw her body enough so that she and Kira rolled through the hallway who John was knocked to the ground. He still wasn't FULLY up to par yet and when Noah tackled him he was suprised with Noah's bad arm...he knocked the wind out of himself.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 30, 2007 18:46:36 GMT -5
'He came pretty close the last time,' Brent almost said, but decided it would be better just to shut up and keep quiet. "Fine...but I will have my revenge," he smirked, and it was hard to tell if he was joking or not. "Anything's good," he added, the look on his face going from plotting to smiling in half a millisecond.
"Ha! I win!" Noah exulted, lifting his hands off of his brother's shoulders in a victorious gesture. It seemed that his arm had gotten at least a little better, although he tried to avoid bumping it too hard on anything.
Kira rolled with her sister, managing to put her on her back, but the momentum kept them going and so she was suddenly on her back, back and forth.
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Post by Kat-la on Nov 30, 2007 19:16:14 GMT -5
"Revenge? Brent...do realize that if you piss me off you will make your own house out of the couch." Kat said with a smirk looking at him, "So if I were you...I'd be careful with what you plan for revenge...that...or you could always buy someone to taste your food for you." She added with a wink before going into the cupboard. "I've got it!" She said with a smile as she began pre-paring broccoli and cheese soup with crutons from scratch...well...the crutons were store bought but that was it. So, she got out, 3 tablespoons unsalted butter, plus 2 tablespoons cold unsalted butter, cut into pieces 1 cup yellow onions or sliced leeks (white parts only, well rinsed) 1/2 teaspoon salt, 1/4 teaspoon, freshly ground white pepper, Pinch nutmeg, 1/2 teaspoon minced garlic, 1/2 teaspoon chopped fresh, thyme leaves, 3 tablespoons all-purpose flour, 3 cups chicken stock or canned, low-sodium chicken broth, 1 (16-ounce) package frozen broccoli, thawed and separated, 1/2 cup heavy cream, 1 1/4 cups shredded medium Cheddar, and Crutons for flavor.
"You wouldn't have if I had tackled you and hurt your arm." John grumbled pushing his brother onto the ground. "Plus sneak attack." He added.
They finally rolled into the couch and seperated...Becca going the other way of Kira and sitting up shaking her head..."Let's go again! Let's GO AGAIN!"
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Post by Daniel on Nov 30, 2007 19:26:13 GMT -5
"Jake could try it before me..." Brent said. "But then again...that still wouldn't answer whether it was poisoned or not..." Brent was very grateful that Kat could cook, because the extent of his skill stopped at Pop-Tarts and cereal. Well...he could cook when he wanted to...it just took him forever. So unless he was up at 5 AM to serve pancakes, sausage, bacon, and French toast at 7, it was cereal or Pop-Tarts...
"Is somebody a wittle bit of a sore loser?" Noah asked in a baby voice, grinning as he got off the ground and onto his feet. "Plus, sneak attacks are fair. Not my fault you didn't think of it..."
Kira jumped up and ran back to where they had started. "AGAIN! Woops..." she said as a vase fell off of a table. "No one saw that..." she stated, watching as the case fixed itself and flew back onto the table.
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Post by Kat-la on Dec 1, 2007 11:23:21 GMT -5
Kat laughed as she began cooking, “You could of course…but I could always let your brother in on the plan and I know that he’d be more then willing to help.” She said with a smirk as she mixed everything together. “Now, will you get the French bread out of the bread cupboard and set it up on 6 plates for me with bowls in the center of the plates?” She asked, “This stuff will be ready in about 10 minutes.” She added.
John smirked and stood up, “Really? Cause I bet if I tackled YOU to the ground, and you landed on your arm…you’d be right pissed off.” He said right before tackling his brother.
Becca also was up quick as a bunny and over to where Kira was, “One…two….three!” She said before tackling her sister and getting the momentum to start rolling again!
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Post by Daniel on Dec 1, 2007 17:11:53 GMT -5
Brent sighed, "OK, you win," and did as she asked, getting the bread and bowls on the plates before walking back over to her. He did, after all, want to be able to sleep in his own room sometime within the next decade...
Noah fell under the weight of his brother, but got his arm out from underneath him. He landed on his back and skidded on the ground with John, bumping a small table, which toppled over and landed on his outstretched arm. "Fu-dgemonkeys!" he yelled, remembering not to swear even through the pain.
Kira rolled with her sister, going on almost the same course as last time, laughing loudly and barely hearing her brothers.
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Post by Kat-la on Dec 1, 2007 22:08:51 GMT -5
“I always win…have you not learned that?” She asked with a cheeky grin as she turned off the fire of the stove and added the crutons on top and giving it a small stir. “It has to sit for a few minutes and then it can be served up.” She said with a smile as she looked at him, “And what are you doing over here?” She asked.
John smirked and got off his brother, “Ouch…that has to hurt…I’d apologize…but I’d be lying.” He said with a shrug.
Becca was also squealing with laughter as they again crashed into the couch and went flying.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 1, 2007 22:43:48 GMT -5
"Nothing..." Brent said, not removing his gaze from her or walking away. After a few seconds, he shook his head and looked down.
Noah would have made a threatening remark, but he was in too much pain to think. With his good arm, he pushed the table off of him and and held his other arm gingerly.
Kira laughed as she broke apart from Becca. "AGAIN!" she yelled, and then saw her brothers. "What did you do?" she demanded, glaring at John.
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Post by Kat-la on Dec 1, 2007 23:08:03 GMT -5
Kat smiled as he continued to stare at her and shook her head when he looked away. “Lunch is ready, can you get the kids and make sure they haven’t killed each other?” She asked with a smile, summoning over the plates and filling them with soup.
John glared at his sister when she came over, “I didn’t do shit. He tackled me and then I tackled him back…he crashed into the table and it fell on his arm…that’s his fault.” John said as Becca walked over.
“No fighting please….I don’t want to explain dead siblings to mom or dad…” She said looking at them.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 1, 2007 23:12:25 GMT -5
"Don't worry, I'll explain," Kira said, lunging at John and bringing him to the floor hard.
Noah looked up and watched. He was kind of embarrassed that Kira was fighting his battle for him...until he remembered that she was enough of a tomboy to kick John's butt. With a small smile, he observed the fight, the pain in his arm subsiding.
Brent nodded to Kat and went to find the kids. He blinked as he saw Kira and John fighting on the floor, while Noah was kneeling and holding his arm next to a table and Becca was off by the sidelines. "Hey, break it up," he said, snapping out of the short trance and rushing forward toward Kira and John.
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Post by Kat-la on Dec 2, 2007 0:35:53 GMT -5
“STOP!” Becca screamed using her magic by accident because of her emotion to send her siblings flying across the room and pinned to the wall. She looked at Kira, “YOU! YOU! Have NO right attacking JOHN! They were wrestling JUST like us! They BOTH got hurt today and it is BOTH of their faults! Noah crashed into the table; John had his rib bruised for the second time today!” Becca said imitating her mothers glare before turning it on John, “AND YOU! YOU AND NOAH ARE IDIOTS!” she screeched, “You BOTH got hurt and by being IDIOTS you DESERVED to get hurt! BOTH OF YOU!” She said turning her glare on Noah for the last part. “STOP BICKERING! I’m SICK of it!” She added before letting off her magic and storming into the kitchen to see if lunch was ready.
Kat had peaked her head out and caught Becca’s little explosion and held back a smirk as she realized Becca had gotten the medium fuse for temper. While it took a bit of pushing, when Becca did explode…she REALLY exploded. “We are having soup dear. Why don’t you sit between your father and me so you are separated from your siblings?” Kat suggested and Becca nodded grabbing her plate and sitting down with a scowl on her face.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 2, 2007 0:44:31 GMT -5
Kira, Noah, and Brent were completely stunned at this outburst. Kira muttered something about how Becca never took her suggestions for anger management seriously before standing up and brushing herself off. She walked over to John and reached a hand down to help him up, mostly because Brent was still in the room, however stunned he may have been. Noah also got up, being careful not to bump his arm on anything, and sat diagonally from Becca, across from where Brent would sit. He didn't want his brother anywhere near him at the moment...John and Kira could battle it out while they ate, without anyone knowing of course.
Brent shook his head and walked into the kitchen, still wide-eyed.
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Post by Kat-la on Dec 2, 2007 1:07:47 GMT -5
Becca glared at her brother when he came in and began eating, not looking at anyone.
John ignored Kira’s hand and stood up by himself. He wasn’t quiet as surprised at Becca’s explosion as much as he was pissed off at Kira for tackling him in the first place. She had no right and at the moment he was through playing or dealing with her for the day.
Kat sighed as she resigned herself to the fact that she would have to place John and Becca together and Kira and Noah together and switched Brent’s place with John’s so all 4 were separated…and she magicly expanded the table so they wouldn’t be near each other. Everyone just needed a cool down period.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 2, 2007 1:12:27 GMT -5
Kira resisted the very strong urge to kick the back of John's knee as she walked by, but decided against it. Revenge could wait until later. Specifically 3 AM the next morning. Poor John wouldn't get a whole lot of sleep that night...nor would Brent, but that was for a different reason. Kira walked into the kitchen and sat down in her place at the table. "Looks great, Mum," she said with an innocent smile.
Noah rolled his eyes. Suck up, he thought to Kira, but of course she didn't hear it...or maybe she did, because at that moment, Kira turned and glared at him. Noah gave an innocent shrug and grinned, turning away from her piercing glare.
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Post by Kat-la on Dec 2, 2007 1:27:59 GMT -5
Kat sighed and ran a frustrated hand through her hair, “Enough…all of you. I know what happened in that living room and Becca was right to explode like she did. Kira, you had no right to tackle your brother John like you did. It was not your battle to fight and the fact that you did, makes you grounded for a week. John, you and Noah both got hurt and shouldn’t have been fighting, play or not in the first place. So you also are grounded for a week. Noah, again, you both got hurt and you with your bad arm especially should not have been fighting, so a week for you also. What does grounding entail? No coming out of your rooms except for meals, bathroom needs and when your father and I would like to talk to you, 3 toys only, and instruments count as 1 toy each. Do you understand?” Kat asked looking at them. She was glad that Kira had said she liked the cooking but enough was enough. Sure…Kat, Lily and James had their fair share of wars…and quad’s were sure to have the worst of them all….but they couldn’t fight and not be punished. And while Kat hated being the bad guy…there where times where both she and Brent had to take the role.
John scowled but nodding in understanding to his mother eating his food in silence.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 2, 2007 1:31:59 GMT -5
Kira and Noah both nodded, not looking all that mad. They had expected as much. Kira almost said, "I'm sorry, mommy," while faking some tears, but decided that her mother was smarter than that. She looked around the table and found Noah smirking at her and mouthing, 'I love you, mommy.' She blinked and thought, Can you hear this? Noah nodded. Identical grins spread across their faces and they both looked back at their food, eating 'silently'. Noah glanced at Becca and John, wondering if they could hear this too.
Brent ate silently, watching the kids and frowning at Kira and Noah's smirks.
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Post by Kat-la on Dec 2, 2007 1:50:06 GMT -5
“I hear one plan of revenge through that mind link and you’ll be grounded for 6 months.” Kat said in between bites of her lunch, “And don’t even think of giving me that look. Remember who your grandfather is and what I do for a living and the magic I endure. Everyone will be locked in their rooms tonight and none of your magic will be strong enough to break the locks.” She said looking at all of them, “I don’t want revenge taken. You fought, fine…but it’s over. No more.” She said giving them the look that clearly read ‘Don’t mess with the mother…’
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Post by Daniel on Dec 2, 2007 1:53:09 GMT -5
"Aaw..." Kira and Noah both whined, visibly losing excitement and slouching down in their chairs, resting their chins on their arms. It looked almost rehearsed, although of course it wasn't. It might have had something to do with the mind link, though...
Brent blinked cluelessly, but quickly figured out what had been going on. Such a perfect family... he thought sarcastically, rolling his eyes and eating some more.
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Post by Kat-la on Dec 2, 2007 18:45:38 GMT -5
“I’m done.” John said as he took the last bite off soup. “My three toys are guitar, music recorder and radio.” He said and Kat nodded waving her wand so only those three things were in his room and also making it so only he, Kat and Brent could enter the room. “May I be excused?” He asked and Kat nodded as he stood up and took his plate to the sink where it was put in line with the other dishes and headed up to his room. He still wasn’t to happy with anyone in his family right now.
Becca on the other hand was enjoying her food and taking awhile to finish it, “Mommy, Gwen’s play is in 3 days and she was wondering if I could come over the night before.” She voice and Kat looked at her, “Your father and I will talk about it and let you know.” Kat replied and Becca nodded going back to her food.
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