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Cerulean

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Sunday, 29th December 1991

"I heard Fleur stayed over," Atlas smirked as he handed Athena a cup of tea. He received a nod from his twin in response. Atlas teased Athena about how the two came in later, and now she woke up especially late. "You sure you didn't stay up kissing or something?"

Athena gave her twin a look as her two brothers walked in. "Who's Athena kissing?" Corvus voiced out with a smirk; he knew who Atlas was implying. Damon smirked as Athena groaned and became grumpy.

"Bonjour!"

"Morning," Corvus said with smugness lacing his voice. His brothers continue to have smirks lacing their faces. Fleur didn't register the conceit in Corvus' voice as she proceeded to get a glass of water. "So, what did you two and John do yesterday?"

Fleur looked over to Athena, and she shrugged to let Fleur continue, "We went around Paris, showed our favourite spots and ate dinner from your favourite restaurant on top of the Eiffel Tower." Fleur pointed at the twins as she sipped her glass of water.

Atlas' mouth went wide, and he whacked his sister, "You didn't get me some of Madame Laurent's food! And on top of the Eiffel Tower!" Athena choked on her water while her brothers scolded her; it was their favourite restaurant.

Damon scoffed, "I bet you got free food too since Johnny was there." Fleur nodded as Athena winked from her side. The five of them continue to chat as adults slip in and out to get some drinks or snacks. Athena finally introduces Christopher to Fleur. Whenever Athena wanted the two to meet, one always went missing.

Fleur was checking the uncle out. He was tall and muscular; his skin was darker than the Ashryver-Auclairs, his short dark brown hair was almost black. He had a few piercings. The same hazel-brown eyes of Athena and Camille reside in his. She could see the scars on his body since he was wearing a tank top, some of it bite marks or claws? Fleur was confused with the wounds, and Christopher caught her staring at him; he knew he was good looking and had loads of scars covering his body.

"I know I am extremely handsome," Christopher smirked as his niece and nephews rolled their eyes. Then, the Quarter Veela quickly looked away as Christopher caught her staring, "I am a Magizoologist. That should explain the scars you see. I look hotter with them, am I right?" His sister's children groaned as he questioned with vanity lacing his voice. Fleur nodded as she slowly got flustered. What is with this family that keeps making her get flustered when no one else can? "Et vous milady, êtes très belle. (And you milady, are very beautiful.)."

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