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t h e r e s e ❥ ([info]alongday) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2008-11-16 18:42:00


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Entry tags:alice longbottom, frank longbottom

FRANK? >>
You weren't supposed to stab cake batter.

Frank was being so stupid and dumb and ridiculous and! And embarrassing her in public like that! He was not her father! No! No he was not! He was not her father, and therefore should not be bossing her around as if he was because that was rude and not husbandly.

Alice's eyes kept flipping over to her journal, which was open up to the entry with James. It seemed like the two had stopped talking, but that just meant they were under wards. Talking about her. In private. She could not believe how angry this was making her, but it was, and boy she felt like slipping something into this cake batter.

She spotted Frank's reflection in the window of the kitchen before she heard him; he was getting really good at this stealth stuff. Alice turned quickly, her mixing spoon up in the air and dripping cake batter to the floor.

"This cake isn't for you."



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[info]alongday
2008-11-17 07:49 am UTC (link)
In the midst of trying to regain some sort of thought process, Alice had carefully put the vial down on a nearby table and was currently gripping Frank's hands tightly.

There was a baby inside of her! He probably (he!) looked like a little dot, but! But! She'd helped make him! Frank too! Frank had been vital, in fact. Realizing the momentous occasion they were in, Alice let out a rather high-pitched shriek of laughter and excitement, feet bouncing back and forth in a ridiculously exuberant dance and she flung her arms around her husband's neck.

"FRAANK!" she let out loudly, knocking him back into the wall. Oh, oh! She loved this man so much, she loved him and loved him and would marry him again and again and have all of his babies and more babies and she would so never whine to him about a stupid cat again!

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