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c a r y s ([info]llewellyns) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2008-12-30 17:42:00


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Madeline!
Caitlin could honestly not wait for this year to be over. She knew it was just a day on the calender, that in the whole wide spectrum of the world and universe, December 31st turning into January 1st didn't actually wash away all of the ill will the 'year' before brought, but holy hell was she ready to give in to all that garbage. It was amazing, really, how different one year could be from the next. 1978 was filled with nothing but good, marriages---babies, children, just a lovely year for her and her family. Of course there had been a few bumps, but when New Year's rolled around, she remembered wishing the year wouldn't end.

Now---now it was a bloody good riddance, and Caitlin knocked softly on Madeline's front door, quite the opposite from her nearly violent mood. Her friend was upset and in a fragile state, there was no need to lay her worries on Madeline. That was what her husband was for, of course.

Her eyes drifted around the frame of the door, remembering what it was like to be pregnant with Luciana---Luciana, who had already lost two uncles and an aunt before she even had the capacity to remember them. That was what pained her the most, the fact that her daughter, her future children, were so unfairly taken away the joy of their family, it was just--it was just ridiculous, and for what? What did any of her family's deaths prove? Nothing, they didn't do a damn thing and---

"Hello!" she chirped when the door opened, presenting Madeline with a perfectly happy expression. Caitlin had always been good at putting on a mask. "I've brought you a bottle of mustard and of ketchup---and various items to dip into them."


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[info]madelineann
2008-12-31 12:47 am UTC (link)
It was easy to pretend that the world didn't exist outside the comforts of the home that her and Matthew had built. But of course it always came back, no matter how hard they tried. Her muggle job and lack of use of magic anymore made her forget that she was indeed a witch until something came over the wireless that made her remember. Matt liked magic and led that part of life on his own, doing it for the both of them, but she wished it could all be forgotten so that they could get away from all the-- crap that was around them.

And it was crap! Utter crap. Everything seemed to go to hell in a matter of a few short months. Tattoos and homes and marriages being ruled on by stupid men and women who knew nothing. It was all ridiculous. Seriously, and Maddie was more than tired of it. Her moods weren't so wacky anymore, but she was still six months pregnant, so it didn't take much to make her cry anymore, which she hated. She was overreacting now, crying a lot and eating more. Everytime something bad happened in the world, she'd sit in the bedroom, eat some food and hope that she wouldn't lose her mind. Bad enough she needed to look out for her baby now... Hopefully with a new Minister...

There was a knock on the door. Getting up from where she was on the couch, she walked slowly to the front door, barefoot and dressed in thick layers because she was very cold suddenly. Smiling as she opened the door, she stepped aside to let Caitlin in. "Now the question becomes, what kind of items did you bring for the dippage? I'm in serious need of food."

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[info]llewellyns
2008-12-31 01:28 am UTC (link)
"Well!" Caitlin said, taking on an leadership tone. Madeline was going to feel better, damn it. "I have brought you quite the assortment."

'Assortment' meaning everything in her kitchen that didn't need a defrosting spell. Which--meant that she was going to have to order out tonight, but she figured Ioan wouldn't mind too much. She'd heard mumuring that Elliot and Archie might be coming over, and that usually ended up with Caitlin having to feed all of the men anyway, but she couldn't really complain. Ioan was surrounded by estrogen and pink what with her, Luciana, and Gwen in the house, not even mentioning he was the only boy with two sisters.

So---she knew he needed man time. Will used to demand it all the time when he was younger, too.

Heading to the kitchen, Caitlin began pulling the items out of her bag, the ketchup and mustard bottles taking center stage. There were deli meats, actual hot dogs, some ice cream cartons, pickles, and crackers, "Crackers are rather good when it comes to cravings, nice little edible plates for just about anything."

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[info]madelineann
2008-12-31 01:51 am UTC (link)
"I like assortments," she said with a nod. If it involved food, damn right. She was a fiend for it now. Or maybe the baby...

There was always food in the house, always, but sometimes it just wasn't enough, or there wasn't something she liked and didn't feel like going out. Matt was still working until the next bad thing happened, which she hoped wouldn't be another lay off, something they couldn't afford at the moment. It was too much worry, too much to think about. She never used to be like this! No one did, for that matter.

At least she was having some girl time, something she hadn't had in a while. Maybe this would brighten up her day.

Rubbing her stomach lightly, she looked at the food with interest. Meats and ice cream and pickles! "Oh, you're good. You really are. Crackers with mustard and ketchup and everything else. Ooh, so yummy." The baby kicked in appreciation and she hadn't even eaten anything yet!

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[info]llewellyns
2009-01-02 03:19 am UTC (link)
Caitlin smiled gently and spread out the crackers onto a plate with a quick swish of her wand. No need to get her hands dirty when you had learned all these very nifty kitchen spells. Tabby had helped with this--spells she was pretty sure that the woman had learned from Molly Weasley, but it was good to share the wealth, right?

She slid onto a stool and watched Madeline pick and choose. Being pregnant had been a very good experience for her, one that she had admittedly not been looking forward to. Of course, she and Ioan hadn't been planning to get pregnant (a month before the wedding, goodness she still was teased by her siblings for it), so Caitlin liked to assume that it was because she wasn't prepared, but. Going through pregnancy at the same time as her sister had been helpful, even if she and Deidra had always butted heads.

Merlin, she missed her.

Caitlin blinked quickly when she realized she'd been staring, and a strange smile slid across her face, "Have you thought of any names?"

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