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zach ([info]zloper) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2009-07-25 18:02:00


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Entry tags:fiona finnegan, tom finnegan, zachary sloper

Fiona! awkwaaaaaaard
Zach didn't really believe in hiding, not really, but he knew when he wasn't wanted somewhere. So after his probably-not-well-received owl and between working and keeping an eye on Bertram post-breaking up a rockstar's wedding, Zach hadn't really tried to get back in Brianna's good graces. There wasn't much else he could say until she got un-mad at him. Somehow.

But hiding while shopping in a babystore was something Zach did believe in, with a hat pulled down low over his forehead. He wasn't top news really, he didn't go out partying with the other models and do stupid shit like Bertram, but the last thing he wanted was Brianna's face to end up in a tabloid with the story splashed over it. So, he was currently standing in the middle of this store he called World Of Tots and Baby Things of All Sorts looking completely lost, even though he'd already been in there at least four times. The sales clerk had left him alone (finally - no he didn't know what he was looking for, no he didn't know what sex, no he wasn't interested in her number) staring at the wall of plastic tubs and mats and other baby-sized things.

He knew they didn't need clothes yet, mostly he wanted Brianna to help pick some of the stuff out (plus he wanted to know what they were having, so they could get the right kind) so he was looking at the practical things. He thought. The sign said Baths and Bassinets, and surely they would need some of those right?

Zach reached for the nearest baby tub, inspecting the inside and underneath, turning it over in his hands and looking quite perplexed by the whole deal. Why was it a bath when it was really just an odd plastic tub. "There's no faucets or anything, what is the point?"



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[info]zloper
2009-07-27 12:27 am UTC (link)
Well alright, aside from the shaking, Fiona was probably right. But Zach sort of knew that. The nursery part, anyway. That's why he was here right? He pouted a little, not really wanting Fiona to leave him right now. He bit his lip because he really did want to retort, to say that holding a baby and tolerating kids was a huge step for a guy like him.

"I don't know what goes in a nursery though. A bassinet thingy, but that doesn't seem very big for bigger kids but when do I get one of these," Zach said, waving at all the various kinds of cribs. "I don't know. The books aren't very helpful on that shit. They're like, I don't know, I can't even like, read them and the pictures and stuff, they're like, ew."

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[info]nastyshock
2009-07-27 01:09 am UTC (link)
"Maybe if you like, learned how to like---speak like, I dunno...like...an adult? Maybe people will like...take you seriously."

Fiona rolled her eyes, and she had to rub her belly to try and get Seamus to stop kicking and messing around because he was very adept at reading her feelings, already. Claire had been a kicker too, but she kicked when she pleased (Tom called her his little footy star), but Seamus was most active when Fiona was, so he was doubly exhausting as their daughter.

"It's all a learning process, Zach, you're not going to know and have everything on the first try, but," Fiona sighed, staring at him for a good moment or two before taking in another breath, "But your heart's in it. Just talk to Brianna, I think you'll be fine."

Or maybe not. Over Zach's shoulder she spotted Tom heading straight for the pair, and Fiona's eyes darted back down to catch the boy's, presenting him with a winning smile. She'd already been way too nice to him for one day, she could let the little devil on her shoulder win once.

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