Third Floor Common Room - Sunday Morning

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Peace had reigned in room 338 for precious few hours. Said peace was broken at the crack of dawn by a small girl with wings proclaiming "He is Risen, Hallelujah!"

The perils of having a half-angel child on a major Christian holiday.

Which would be why Joan and her children were in the common room at an ungodly early hour, dying Easter Eggs. Gabby had tried insisting on church, but Joan placated her with watching mass on television.




[oh so very open]

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[likethestore.livejournal.com]

K-Mart was exhausted -- she hadn't slept much the night before. Not because of the kids (no, the boys had behaved) but because, for some reason, it really hurt that LJ and Kristofer didn't like each other.

She was half convinced that Kristofer and Storm kind of hated her a little, too.

"Tell me there's coffee around here somewhere," she said as she walked into the common room, boys trailing behind her.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Somewhere," Joan confirmed, nodding in the direction of the counter.

She was currently elbow deep in Easter Egg dye.

[likethestore.livejournal.com]

"Oh, excellent," K-Mart said, beelining for the counter and finding a pot of coffee already going. "Want a cup? Since I'm here and you're all with the eggs."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan nodded. "Please?"

[likethestore.livejournal.com]

K-Mart filled two mugs and made her way over to Joan. "Here you are," she said, passing her one.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," Joan said gratefully. "I'm Joan, by the way. I don't think we've met."

[likethestore.livejournal.com]

"No problem," K-Mart said with a smile as she perched on a couch. "I'm K-Mart."

[weetinymiracles.livejournal.com]

Jared was bouncing around, dying the eggs.

"Mommy, mommy is He gonna visit us today?"

[weetinymiracles.livejournal.com]

Rachel thwapped Jared's shoulder.

With her dye covered hand. Joy.

"Shhhhh, don't talk about Him in public, rememememememeber?"

[isareyes.livejournal.com]

"Don't talk about who?" Carlos asked curiously.

[weetinymiracles.livejournal.com]

"Mommy has a special friend," Jared explained. "Wanna dye eggs with us?"

[isareyes.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, sure," Carlos said as he took a seat. "Special friend, huh?"

Oh, Carlos. Sometimes you just don't get stuff.

[weetinymiracles.livejournal.com]

"Yup," Jared said. He slid over some of the dye cups and a carton of hard-boiled eggs. "I'm Jared."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco had gotten sleep, really. He also had a wee bouncy girl who thought that tumbling around the room was a lot of fun. "Morn." He half grunted, tugging Jadie along.

[weetinymiracles.livejournal.com]

"Daddy! Daddy! Hi hi hi!"

Rachel was excited.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Hey you." Marco said, totally not exhausted, really.

"Hey Rachel!" Jadie said, doing a cartwheel.

[weetinymiracles.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Jadie!"

Rachel was still envious of the other girl's tumbling abilities. "Pick me up, Daddy!" she demanded.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco totally didn't groan there, really. "I think you're getting way too tall for that."

Jadie turned another cartwheel and crashed into the couch. "Oops!"

[weetinymiracles.livejournal.com]

Rachel pouted at her daddy before turning her attention to her sort-of sister. "Jadie, you okay?"

[noboynextdoor.livejournal.com]

When Jess peeked into the common room, he was kind of glad to see that Jared was still around.

No, he wasn't planning on admitting that to anyone.

[weetinymiracles.livejournal.com]

And Jared was happy to see his daddy.

So happy that he ran over and hugged Jess around the knees.

With dye-covered hands.

"DADDY DADDY IT'S EASTER!"

[noboynextdoor.livejournal.com]

"Whoa, hey," Jess said, trying to free himself before he got too much dye on his pants. "So I noticed. What's all that on your hands?"

[weetinymiracles.livejournal.com]

"We're dying eggs!" Jared exclaimed. "Wanna help?"

[noboynextdoor.livejournal.com]

"Uh, sure," Jess said, figuring it couldn't hurt. "Did you have fun with Mommy last night?"

[weetinymiracles.livejournal.com]

"Yeah! Even though girls are kinda icky. 'cept Mommy," he added hastily.