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Author Topic: Blood and Brunch Makes the World Go Round  (Read 160 times)

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Offline Audlin Hendrikka

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Blood and Brunch Makes the World Go Round
« on: Aug 18, 17, 10:23:31 AM »
Marcus had found his Hearth Witch laid flat on the carpet of the upstairs hallway, the children in a small playpin so she could still watch them. It was not that Audlin had liked that particular vantage point—but more so that she felt her uterus would fall out of her body if she stood up. And that would be hard to clean up, even for a Hearth Witch. Audly assumed that the cramps would pass in a while, allowing her at least the capacity to stand and change the twin’s diapers, but she had had no luck so far. That might be because she had skipped her past two moontimes, but no one could know for sure. The witch would stubbornly cling to the belief that the cramps would pass for as long as she could. Which was, coincidently, just as long as it took for her employer to discover her in the hallway, scoop her up, and deposit her into the guest bedroom.



Her protests fell on deaf ears. Who was going to take the twins to their play date? Who was going to make dinner? Who was going to hang the laundry up to dry? Klaus was going to stop by the next day as well. She needed to prepare mini quiches for him. He loved her mini quiches. But they wouldn’t be perfect if she didn’t let the dough for the crust sit out and rise today. There was so much to be done and the shooting pain in her stomach shouldn’t keep her from being productive. If she wasn’t productive, what good was she?



Marcus couldn’t get everything ready for Klaus’ visit tomorrow. He was hopeless. Like a lost kitten among the cutlery. It had taken so long to convince her friend to meet Marcus as well. She had had to be very creative in her persuasion. It was a good thing Audlin had an active imagination. Her mind did tend to wonder when she was polishing knobs, pulling the sheets taunt, and filling the pastry shells with cream….



Audlin huffed, pulling the covers up around to her chin, another wave of pain making her tense as the scent of her moonsblood finally filled the air. “If I rest today, I want to be there when you meet Prince Savela tomorrow. I need to introduce you two. It isn’t proper for two strangers to meet like that. Besides, I don’t want either of you to kill each other. There is a strict no killing policy tomorrow. I’d prohibit maiming, but I don’t want to push my luck.”

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Re: Blood and Brunch Makes the World Go Round
« Reply #1 on: Aug 25, 17, 04:04:05 AM »
"You can't prohibit maiming because if I let you have your way, you will well and thoroughly maim yourself getting ready for this meeting," he snarled back at her.

When he had seen her lying on the floor, he thought she had fallen and hurt herself terribly, so much so that she couldn't even call for help. She had scared him. She had scared him. And he was not above making her pay for it now.

"Why would you skip your moontimes?" he asked, the edge to his voice making it more of an interrogation than a query. "Don't tell me you didn't. I checked the calendar. Hell, if I hadn't been so distracted, I would've noticed it had been too long," he muttered angrily to himself before turning sharply back on her, "and don't think for a moment I will let that happen again. I'll be keeping track going forward, Audlin. It's clear someone needs to be looking out for you."

This friend of hers certainly wasn't doing it. Leaving her with bruises, not tracking when she needed rest... as if he needed more reasons to dislike the male. "Stay," he had barked at her, before hoisting a twin on each hip and and striding quickly down the hall to his own rooms. He plopped the children down unceremoniously on the bed, much to their bemused giggles. Daddy's room was not somewhere they were regularly allowed and apparently this seemed like quite the adventure.

He opened a cabinet near his bed and rummaged through the neatly labeled bags of herbs. He did his best not to notice that it was Elina's soft handwriting, tried not to feel the echo of her Opal Craft at the touch of each herb pouch. His jaw tightened, teeth grinding with the effort, but he did his best to try to not think of Elina. Finding the pouch he wanted, he shut the cabinet, scooped up the still giggling twins, and moved fast to Audlin's side, his long stride eating the ground between them.

Markus placed his children in the playpen he had moved into the guestroom, apparently needing to care for both his children and their nanny at the same time. "Today you rest," he said sternly, as he brought water in a teapot on the dresser to a boil with Craft before pouring it over the herbs. "Tomorrow, if you still insist on helping, I will carry you downstairs and set you up on the couch where you can direct what will happen." He raised a hand to silence any argument. "Fighting with me about this will cause me to not allow you to leave this bed for the next three days. Please. Fight me."

He picked up the teacup and brought it to where she sat suffering in the bed. Hell's fire. 'Drink this," he said. "It will ease the pain and help you sleep. And when you wake up, we can discuss tomorrow."

Markus stayed in the room, watching her, refusing to leave her side, until finally she fell into a deep, pain free sleep.





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Re: Blood and Brunch Makes the World Go Round
« Reply #2 on: Sep 20, 17, 12:14:05 PM »
Audlin remained silent, because he did have a point. No physical harm was too much if it meant that the meeting went well. But that was her general attitude towards parties, childcare, housework, and cooking as well. It’s not like it was anything new.

“I needed too. You were busy and there is no one else to look after the children.” Audlin glared at Markus. “And don’t even think about hiring another Hearth Witch. If so much as one of my cooking utensils is touched by another woman I will re-multch your garden with you underneath.” She huffed and the huff made her whimper in pain, which took away from the threat considerably. It’s not that Audly was a jealous woman when it came to her work, it was just that she knew no one else could do it as well as her. Perhaps there was a pinch of jealousy as well, but just a pinch.

The hearth witch let out a small snarl and the children looked up, their small mouths wavering as they decided if they should cry or not. They had never heard Audwee snarl before.

“FINE.”

She pulled the covers up to her chin while Markus made the tea and scowled at him when he brought it to her. Males and their fussing. She could work until she passed out. Then she would get the sleep she needed and be able to work more when she woke up. Simple.

“The children have a playdate at five with the Haversmith brother’s. And they have their Mommy and Me session at three-thirty. That’s important. They are teaching them the different musical instruments today and if they don’t go they might never appreciate music and you don’t want that. Bedtime at seven and don’t feed either of them any diary. We are on a strict no diary diet until they grow out of their intolerance. They also won’t eat any foods that are white, green, or yellow.” Audlin gave Markus a skeptical look and knew he was going to fail miserably. She let out a long sigh. One of these days she needed to set up a basic domestic training course for her errant employer. It took more than just slapping an apron on to run a household. That was for another day though.

“I’m going to go to sleep. I promise. Just…make sure you lay the dough out so it can rise tonight and water the plants in the living room.” She had about twenty more things to tell him, but she took a breath and a long sip of the tea he had given her. It smelled like mint and the gentle steam rising off of it caused her eyes to droop. It dulled the ache in her uterus as well, made her want to rip it out of her body a whole lot less. If she wasn’t mistaken, it might have had some sleep inducing properties in it as well. That little bastard.

“Mak shur yu gget the geese and….” The hearth witch trailed off as she went to sleep, the black wall of fatigue that had been building finally tumbling over her.

When she finally woke up, light was streaming in from the window and birds chirped merrily outside. Audlin was anything but merry though. *Markus? Are the children okay? What time is it? Do we have time to get the quiches into the oven?*

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Re: Blood and Brunch Makes the World Go Round
« Reply #3 on: Sep 24, 17, 02:09:57 AM »
Markus had not taken the children to their Mommy and Me group. He was not their mother and besides, it was not humanly possible to do everything on the list that Audlin had given him. He did make it to the playdate, and even remembered to put out the dough to rise. Feeding the children had been a disaster the likes of which would have made Audlin either faint dead away or scream and throw something at him. He silently thanked Elina's memory for supplying him with the Healing tonics she had. Audlin would sleep through just about anything at least until the morning.

He dunked both children in the bath before bed, completely at a loss for how they had fruit smeared across their backs and let them laugh and splash each other while he attempted futilely to pick all the small bits of food from their fine blond hair. The longer the evening went, the more Markus began to think that Audlin was not merely a Hearth Witch but rather some kind of magician to keep the twins so neat and clean at all times. Bedtime was closer to 9pm than 7, and it took Markus until nearly midnight to clean the downstairs from the wreckage his children left in their wake.

How could two beings who were so small make such a mess?

He fell into an exhausted sleep, only to be woken at dawn by two very energetic children. He stumbled through breakfast with minimal oatmeal ending up on the  floor (and the ceiling?! How did they DO that?!) before penning them in with a Purple Dusk shield so that the only things they could possibly destroy were each other and cleaned more. He did have other staff but he knew that if Audlin thought anyone else had done her job he would never hear the end of it.

He had just finished when he heard her wake. Scooping up the children, he bound up the stairs, plopping them on the bed with her as he entered the room where they scrambled into her arms before calling in a tray filled with breakfast, juice, and coffee. "The children are fine, it's late morning, and I have absolutely no idea. Eat, and then you can ask me as many questions as you need."





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Re: Blood and Brunch Makes the World Go Round
« Reply #4 on: Oct 17, 17, 09:58:55 PM »
Markus released the twins on the bed and they raced towards the Hearth Witch, their small hands wrapping around her with such force that it was like a tiny hurricane had blown over the bed. Audlin smiled wide, her bright white teeth showing, as the children began to babble, their voices raising decibels ad each tried to talk over the other.

"Children, remember…" Audly's voice shifted into singing, " Eyes are watching, "Ears are listening, Lips are closed, Hands are still. Feet are very quiet, You should really try it. Listening well, listening well." The twins rhythmically clapped along to the melody and then went silent, perfectly obedient for the Hearth Witch. "Very good. Now, why doesn’t one of you talk at a time?"

"Daddy didn’t taek us to musik class!”

"Tommy hit me when we pwayed!"

"Daddy let us stae up and eat cookies!"

"We maide you a card." They handed her a small yellow card with horribly draw stick figures. "That's us and you and Daddy."

Audlin laughed gently and snuggled the children closer, kissing each of their heads. "Why thank you. It's beautiful." She paused. "Daddy let you stay up late and have cookies, huh?" She smirked, glancing at the exhausted Markus. "Maybe you should spend every day with Daddy."

The Hearth Witch stifled a laugh. "Go get changed into more appropriate clothes to go see your uncle, loves. The Red dress and the green shirt should work. They are in the Tuesday drawer of your dresser." The children almost left, but Audlin grasped their small hands tightly. "How do we spell Tuesday again?" They both answered, in unison, "T-U-E-S-D-A-Y!"

Audlin's smile followed them out of the room before it abruptly dropped off her face as she turned back to Markus. "I had more than enough rest last night thanks to your drugs, Prince.” Audlin glared at Markus. "I want to be in the room when you meet Klaus. I need to clean the entire house. You need to start the quiches if you won’t let me do it. Now.” The Hearth Witch was overwhelmed with the list of things that she had to do. “I swear to Mother Night, Markus, if you burn the quiches, and Klaus thinks I am a horrible cook and you two get in a fight over my quiche making skills and one of you gets blood on the new dish towels, I WILL LOSE IT." A wave of pain skidded through her uterus and Audlin's bloodshot eyes tightened. Her uterus couldn’t even give her children, so why was it still torturing her?
 
Tears gathered in her eyes.

“This is going to be a disaster."

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Re: Blood and Brunch Makes the World Go Round
« Reply #5 on: Dec 07, 17, 03:19:09 AM »
Markus stare at his children as they ratted him out to their beloved Audly. He sighed heavily. Little traitors. He understood, though, he'd rather spend the day with Audlin than himself, too. Besides, their absolute love and adoration for Audlin was what made it bearable that they were growing up without their mother. Mira and Markus had their differences, but he had respected his wife deeply. She would have been an excellent mother, had she ever been granted the chance.

Her family was in love with the children. Markus had taken particular care with keeping Mira's brother in the picture. They had never been overly fond of each other, but he had been a constant support for Mira while Markus spent years in Nharkava and he knew without doubt that the twins' Uncle would never let anything happen to them.

Just like Audlin wouldn't. He already knew how much he needed her help, but the last day had brought it home like nothing else could.

Markus sat down on the foot of the bed. He wasn't exactly good with comforting crying witches, but he was going to give it a shot. "Everything is going to be fine. Please don't cry." Mother Night, please do not start crying. He floated the try in front of her and settled it on her lap. "Eat." It was not a suggestion.

He waited for her to pick up a cup or a piece of silverware before he continued. "Klaus is a guest in my home. I invited him here. I am not going to have a fight with a guest in my home." The front porch was an entirely different matter, but considering none of Audlin's dishtowels would be outside, he decided to skip that point. "There will be no blood on the towels. The quiches will not burn. I just finished cleaning the whole downstairs. And I didn't drug you, I gave you a Healer's Brew."

She exasperated him. Mira had been stubborn but logical. Elina had understood the need to care for herself. Who knew that Hearth Witch was actually the highest maintenance caste to manage?
"I will let you come downstairs to supervise what I do, IF you will stay still. If not, I will cancel this whole thing and we can reschedule. I am serious, Audlin. To be in this state, I don't even know how many cycles you have skipped. I'm going to be paying closer attention from now on because I don't ever want to find you like I did yesterday again."

He got up and turned his back on her listening to the sounds of the twins getting dressed to make sure they were not causing even more chaos. He turned back to look at her from the doorway. "You scared me, Audlin. You don't get to scare me."





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