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Chapter 80 : Pinkies Up
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By the time April break rolled around, you were both ready for a vacation. And luckily, you both got one. Instead of staying in England, you were going to visit your family back in Connecticut.
Mike and Pam had been married for eleven years, and they had two daughters. Jeannette was seven and Nicole was five, and you were the aunt that spoiled them rotten.
The two of you Apparated to Southbury on the first day of break, and you immediately felt the bodies of two young girls fling themselves at you.
"Aunt Kara!" they shouted happily as you picked each of them up and twirled them around. After you'd spun Nicole you stopped abruptly and looked around confusedly.
"I'm sorry, little girls. I was looking for my nieces." They laughed.
"No. Little Jeannette and Nicole couldn't be as big as you two."
"Yes we could," Jeannette insisted.
"Well, if you say so."
"Oh, I do," she reassured you.
"Okay then! Since you are apparently my nieces, I have presents for you!"
"Yay!" Nicole cried gleefully, clapping her hands together. You reached into your back pocket and produced two toy wands.
"Thank you, Aunt Kara!" they chorused before pretending to duel with each other. Bubbles floated out of Jeannette's wand, while confetti randomly exploded from Nicole's. Pam, upon hearing the noise, entered the room.
"Girls, how many times have I told you not to- oh, Kara! Hi!" She crossed the room and embraced you quickly. "How are you?"
"I'm pretty good. You?"
"Great. And Sirius, it's great to see you, too. How have you been?"
"Alright," he said plainly.
"Well, whatever you're doing's got to be better than Azkaban."
"That may be the truest thing anyone's ever said." She smiled.
"Well, I've got to get to work. We're working on a huge case right now, and I can't be late. Mike should be home this afternoon, the team's finishing up a road trip today. Thanks for watching the girls!" she called on her way out.
"You're welcome!" you shouted back as the front door slammed. "So, girls, what did you have in mind for today?"
"Let's have a tea party!" Nicole suggested. Sirius made a face, but Jeannette agreed readily.
"You can be our waiter," Jeannette said, pointing to Sirius.
"How about no?" Sirius retorted.
"Who are you?" Nicole asked before Jeannette could retaliate.
"I'm your aunt's boyfriend." The girls giggled behind their hands.
"What's your name?"
"Kara and Sirius sittin' in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Sirius with a baby carriage!" You tried not to laugh as the girls finished their song. Sirius was clenching his fists.
"Let's have our tea party now!" They led you upstairs to their dress up box...
"You have to!"
"I do not."
"Yes you do."
"Who says I have to listen to you?"
"I'm bigger than you are!" Jeannette had no comeback for that one. Instead she made her bottom lip quiver and her eyes go wide.
"Please, Uncle Sirius?"
"No." But you could tell his resolve was weakening.
"I'm not keeping this thing on."
"Yes you are!" This time it was you who argued back.
"Kara, I can't wear this thing."
"It makes me look fat." You laughed.
"You're beautiful the way you are. Now get out here!" Sirius opened the bathroom door and stood in front of you. Jeannette and Nicole were giggling, and you couldn't help adding your own laughter to the mixture.
"Shut up, all of you."
"Sirius, you look pretty. I mean, you don't exactly fill out the top, but we can't all be so well-endowed."
"You're not much better than me," he argued crossly.
"Well if you feel that way, I can keep them to myself."
"You know you're perfect, don't you?" he sucked up.
"But I seriously can't keep this thing on!" You looked him up and down, starting at the red high heels, then the floral print dress, and finally the wide brimmed red hat.
"Of course you can! What else do you wear to a tea party?"
"I want to be the waiter," he complained.
"You passed." Jeannette stuck her tongue out at Sirius, who glared right back at her.
"And now, our tea is served," Nicole announced as formally as her five year old voice could manage.
"Lucky us," Sirius muttered. You elbowed him and sat down between Jeannette and her bear, Blue. Nicole poured the 'tea' and passed cups around to you. You sipped daintily and held your pinkies up. Sirius refused at first but you reminded him that there was always the option of a celibate life. He seemed to consider the offer for a moment, which worried you. But then he grudgingly held up his pinky and pretended to be a lady.
After your tea party, you began to hunt around for lunch, while Teletubbies played in the background. Sirius and Jeannette were fighting over which Teletubby was the fattest, and Nicole was pretending to be Po. It suddenly got very quiet, but you paid no attention, just glad for a break from the noise.
"Hello?" you heard the sound of Mike's voice from the doorway about fifteen minutes later.
"Daddy!" Jeannette and Nicole ran into the hall to greet their father. You were about to follow when you suddenly heard hysterical laughter.
"What?" you asked curiously, making your way into the living room. Sirius had apparently just woken up form a short nap, because there was no way he'd let them do that.
"What?" Sirius echoed as you struggled to keep a straight face. Sirius' face was covered in make up. Badly done make up, which looked like it could have been done by say, a five year old. His eyes had blue eye shadow not only above but below his eyelids, and eyeliner was smeared to almost halfway down his cheeks. Bright red lipstick clung to his mouth, and was smudged on his chin and teeth, as well.
"Go look in the mirror," Mike advised. Sirius sighed, as if he knew what was coming, before going into the bathroom for a look. You could have sworn you heard him mutter 'devil children' before he emerged, his face cleared of the make up that had previously covered his face.
"I hate kids," he muttered, glaring at no one in particular.
'Good to see you, too, Sirius," Mike joked.
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