м є g § (macks) wrote in valesco,
@ 2010-12-28 22:11:00

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bertram aubrey, bianca aubrey, brier stebbins, daniel twilfit, dexter scamander, edward pennifold, elphias doge, emmeline vance, frank longbottom, graciela pennifold, group, mackenzie goldstein, miranda frobisher, noah boot, odette boot, phoebe smethwyck, ralph frobisher, sarah stebbins, sebastian goldstein

CHRISTMAS PARTY [BACKDATED TO 23RD]

After making a quick stop to check on the children upstairs (Anthony and Elijah looked so precious), Mackenzie continued on her normal perimeter around the party. Ensuring there was enough food and drink for everyone was extremely important, as well as making sure that no-one was left standing by themselves too long. That would hardly promote good review upon later reminiscing among their guests. But luckily, neither of these issues had seem to come up yet, leaving her with little host responsibilities.

So that left Mackenzie practically purring, as she had been for most of the night. The party could not be going better. The house looked beautiful thanks to her near-obsessive decorating, Christmas spirit was in full swing, and everyone looked like they were truly enjoying themselves. Nothing could go wrong, absolutely nothing, making Mackenzie feel her happiest in what seemed like a very long time. This had been a very good idea! Maybe if things continued like this, she could convince Sebastian to make this their annual holiday tradition...

Couldn't be too careful, though. Just for good measure, Mackenzie picked a few of her husband's favorite hors d'oeuvres as they passed by above, placing them on a plate. Finding him was easy; ever since she had gotten back, Sebastian had replaced her shadow. Not in a bad or stifling way, but in more of a supporting kind of way. She knew he was worried.

"I have a present for you," she smiled, producing the plate with one hand as the other wrapped around his open arm.

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sarahs
2010-12-30 12:21 am UTC (link)

"S'alright!" Sarah said happily, just glad to be out and about with her husband and son. She didn't care if Berkeley made it a point to call Rory her step-son, because to her, it was as if the boy had come from her own womb! Which was really funny, because he wasn't even Brier's, biologically!

What a right trio, they were!

Sarah bent, her heels making her a bit taller so that checking out Rory's mood was a little difficult. Her eyes caught the boy's, and she grinned immediately, "Hey you! Do you want to see some magic?"

She took Rory's hand, leaving him in Brier's grasp, and pulled them toward the Christmas tree which was spectacularly decorated. The tree Sarah and Rory had set up one afternoon while Brier was at work (eh! She took random days off now, to pick up Rory early and have some fun---) looked ready to keel over and die with all the ornaments and decorations. This tree was meticulous in its design, and Sarah wasted no time in pointing out the floating orbs and the tiny sparkles that were drifting about its branches.

"Isn't it beautiful?" she asked Rory, her eyes flitting over his head to glance at Brier. While ninety-six percent of her was completely and perfectly content with spending the night with Rory, that other four percent (okay, maybe it was a bit bigger than four percent, but---) wished for an evening just for her and her husband. They'd been married for nearly two months now and while she was quite easy to entertain (just ask the amount of finger painting that had been done in Rory's room since their eloping) it would be really nice to have a grown up night with Brier.

"Things are always better when they sparkle," Sarah said sagely to Rory, whose eyes are as wide as saucers, trying to capture all of the magic on the tree.

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brighten
2010-12-31 06:44 pm UTC (link)

Rory had turned to see the tree, sitting in Brier's arms and leaning against him as he spied the tree. Brier wished he'd had a camera to catch the little boy's face, "Isn't mum good like that? Finds you something so pretty to look at, but watch this," Brier said, slipping his wand out of his sleeve and tapping it on one of the ornaments. They had some ornaments at home, but nothing this fancy and although everything was set up he picked out one of the drummer boy and set it in motion as it was hanging from the branch. Even though Rory had grown up with magic all around so far, it was easy to entertain little boys with it.

Leaning forward, Rory pointed it out to Sarah with a grin and his quiet chatter. Although shy, Brier and Sarah had done a good job not baby talking the boy, so he was quiet but rather intelligent and observant. Brier gave his wife a grin over Rory's head but in his moment of inattention, Rory nearly took a headdive into the tree. "Woah there, look with your eyes not your hands," Brier laughed moving to set the boy down but keeping a hold on his hand. "Maybe something to play with?" Brier glanced at Sarah's purse, knowing she had to have something in there, she always had something. "I don't really see any other kids around, maybe we weren't supposed to bring him?" he asked with a shy look around the room. Maybe the invitation had been just a nice gesture or something. He couldn't really remember any parties his parents had taken him to, most of them were spent with house-elves back home with his brother and sister.

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sarahs
2011-01-02 12:05 am UTC (link)

Automatically, Sarah's hand dug into her purse and she pulled out the Unstoppable Top, which spun on the floor for an infinite amount of time until it was touched by the one who started it up. Rory could watch it spin for hours, or at least have it within his line of vision while he played with other toys. Sometimes Sarah started the top before the boy went down for a nap, and she would spot him waking up for just a second or to, locate the top, and then fall back asleep. She liked to think of it as a comforting sort of toy, letting Rory know that she hadn't left or taken it away.

It was really great, being part of a kid's life that way. It had taken Sarah no time to get used to being called mum, because she already loved Rory enough for like---twelve mums.

She was about to start it up when it seemed like a little parade of children came marching down the stairs, led by Sebastian and his two boys. They had little sparklers and noise makers, laughing and shrieking with delight. Rory and Sarah both turned their heads toward Brier with nearly identical, 'please please please?' expressions at the sight of the parade.

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