Post by greenie on Feb 10, 2010 22:26:14 GMT 10
Title: Aunty Kel
Rating: PG
Length: 594
Competitor: Sabine
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary: Kel and Sabine have an early morning surprise. For Joa.
“Hello Aunty Sabine!” Kel woke up as a weight hit her stomach, and heard Sabine laugh from beside her.
“Little, you’re up and about early.”
The small child perched on top of her was looking at Kel intently. “Are you Lady Knight Keladee? That’s what Uncle Matty said, except sometimes he’s silly and tricks me.”
“Me? Never.” Mattes stood grinning in the doorway.
“You’re squashing her.” Sabine pulled the girl off and she lay between them and giggled. “Her name’s Keladry with an r, but if you ask nicely she might let you call her Aunty Kel.”
Small arms flung themselves around Kel’s neck. “Can I please please please call you Aunty Kel?”
Kel smiled. It would’ve been impossible to say no, and the girl probably knew it. “Yes.”
“Why aren’t you wearing a nightdress? Have you been doing noisy cuddles with Aunty Sabine?” Kel blinked in confusion as Mattes laughed and Sabine grinned crookedly at her. “That’s what Mama and Da do when they take their clothes off, they do lots of kisses and noisy cuddles. Except Da’s a boy and he has a big tummy.”
“Hey, Little.” Mattes beckoned to her. “I think you’ve forgotten something.” The girl scrambled off the bed and went to him, and he bent to whisper in her ear. She gasped and ran out of the room, leaving Kel staring after her.
“Is she yours?” she asked, confused.
“Gods, no!” they answered together, and laughed.
“She’s Clary’s offspring,” added Mattes. “I thank the gods every day that she only ever wanted one of them.” They could all hear the sound of running footsteps growing louder.
“Why do you call her Little?”
“Because I’m the littlest Goodwin!” the little girl explained as she came through the door. She was holding something green and moving, and she held it right in front of Kel’s face. “Say hello to Ribby.”
Kel leaned away from it. “Is that a frog?”
Mattes nodded. “If you ever meet her mother, don’t mention it.” He walked over to the bed and scooped Little up. “Let’s go and make a house for Ribby and find him some food.” He looked at Kel and Sabine. “I suppose you two will be having a bath?”
Sabine stretched. “Sounds perfect.”
Kel smiled; Sabine’s bath was huge. There was enough room for them to sit comfortably without even touching, although that never happened.
Little wriggled, and Mattes set her down. “Do you have the soap that smells like honey but doesn’t taste like it again?”
“I do,” answered Sabine, and Little’s face lit up.
“I want a bath too!”
“Why don’t you play dress ups? You and Uncle Matty can borrow my dresses and jewellery and face paints again.”
Little was obviously tempted, but she shook her head stubbornly. “I promise I won’t splash like last time.” She handed the frog to Mattes and gave them her most pitiful look. “I have to have a bath, I stood in a puddle on the way here.”
Sabine gave Kel a rueful smile; she’d obviously been looking forward to the same sort of bath that Kel had. “Alright,” she told the girl, and Little beamed and skipped off to the bathroom.
Sabine grinned at Mattes. “You get to entertain Ribby.” She sat up and stretched again. “I’ll make it up to you both later.”
“To me and Ribby?”
Sabine hit his arm lightly. “To you and Kel.”
Mattes laughed, his voice a deep rumble. “Somebody’s going to be a busy mot.”
Sabine grinned at him, and then at Kel. “I know.”
Rating: PG
Length: 594
Competitor: Sabine
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary: Kel and Sabine have an early morning surprise. For Joa.
“Hello Aunty Sabine!” Kel woke up as a weight hit her stomach, and heard Sabine laugh from beside her.
“Little, you’re up and about early.”
The small child perched on top of her was looking at Kel intently. “Are you Lady Knight Keladee? That’s what Uncle Matty said, except sometimes he’s silly and tricks me.”
“Me? Never.” Mattes stood grinning in the doorway.
“You’re squashing her.” Sabine pulled the girl off and she lay between them and giggled. “Her name’s Keladry with an r, but if you ask nicely she might let you call her Aunty Kel.”
Small arms flung themselves around Kel’s neck. “Can I please please please call you Aunty Kel?”
Kel smiled. It would’ve been impossible to say no, and the girl probably knew it. “Yes.”
“Why aren’t you wearing a nightdress? Have you been doing noisy cuddles with Aunty Sabine?” Kel blinked in confusion as Mattes laughed and Sabine grinned crookedly at her. “That’s what Mama and Da do when they take their clothes off, they do lots of kisses and noisy cuddles. Except Da’s a boy and he has a big tummy.”
“Hey, Little.” Mattes beckoned to her. “I think you’ve forgotten something.” The girl scrambled off the bed and went to him, and he bent to whisper in her ear. She gasped and ran out of the room, leaving Kel staring after her.
“Is she yours?” she asked, confused.
“Gods, no!” they answered together, and laughed.
“She’s Clary’s offspring,” added Mattes. “I thank the gods every day that she only ever wanted one of them.” They could all hear the sound of running footsteps growing louder.
“Why do you call her Little?”
“Because I’m the littlest Goodwin!” the little girl explained as she came through the door. She was holding something green and moving, and she held it right in front of Kel’s face. “Say hello to Ribby.”
Kel leaned away from it. “Is that a frog?”
Mattes nodded. “If you ever meet her mother, don’t mention it.” He walked over to the bed and scooped Little up. “Let’s go and make a house for Ribby and find him some food.” He looked at Kel and Sabine. “I suppose you two will be having a bath?”
Sabine stretched. “Sounds perfect.”
Kel smiled; Sabine’s bath was huge. There was enough room for them to sit comfortably without even touching, although that never happened.
Little wriggled, and Mattes set her down. “Do you have the soap that smells like honey but doesn’t taste like it again?”
“I do,” answered Sabine, and Little’s face lit up.
“I want a bath too!”
“Why don’t you play dress ups? You and Uncle Matty can borrow my dresses and jewellery and face paints again.”
Little was obviously tempted, but she shook her head stubbornly. “I promise I won’t splash like last time.” She handed the frog to Mattes and gave them her most pitiful look. “I have to have a bath, I stood in a puddle on the way here.”
Sabine gave Kel a rueful smile; she’d obviously been looking forward to the same sort of bath that Kel had. “Alright,” she told the girl, and Little beamed and skipped off to the bathroom.
Sabine grinned at Mattes. “You get to entertain Ribby.” She sat up and stretched again. “I’ll make it up to you both later.”
“To me and Ribby?”
Sabine hit his arm lightly. “To you and Kel.”
Mattes laughed, his voice a deep rumble. “Somebody’s going to be a busy mot.”
Sabine grinned at him, and then at Kel. “I know.”