Chrysanthemum || An ATLA Fanfiction

Dusk

Credit to the official ATLA Wiki for helping with the writing of this chapter

"I'm home!" Willow shouted as she entered her house, keys jingling as she put them back in her backpack, the scent of her mom's famous lasagna enveloped her. The smell comforted her greatly, especially after the crazy day that she's had.

As usual, just as she entered the house a ball of fur rubbed against her legs while meowing loudly, "Why hello there Milo" Willow greeted the orange cat,

"Welcome back!" Willow's mother replied to her previous shout as she came into view. Olivia Martin was a plump woman with short dyed red hair and big hazel eyes that were surrounded by sun crinkles that told one she was prone to smiling. And in Willow's opinion, her smile was as warm and big as the sun.

"How was school?" asked Olivia while wiping her hands with a dishtowel,

"Eh, just as usual" Willow replied with the understatement of the year,

"Good, don't forget at 6 Anna is coming." Said Willow's mother as she made her way to the kitchen, with Willow behind her. Then she took two sizable slices of lasagna from the casserole dish and put them on a big plate,

"Yeah I remember and I'm guessing these two are for Mr and Ms Ferguson?"

"Yep, they are for Judy and Simon, I'm going to quickly take this to them you can start eating if you want."

"What about Dad and Chloe?"

"We're home!!", two voices called from the living room where the mother-daughter pair had previously been.

"Wow, that's some good timing" Willow murmured,

The father-daughter duo made their way to the kitchen probably attracted there by the delicious smell of lasagna.

George Martin approached his wife and gave her a kiss "Mmh, it smells so good my dear." He said lovingly to her, his green eyes shining with affection and his black hair gleaming in the sun streaming through the kitchen window,

"Yeeesss, lasagna for lunch, woo woo!" Chloe cheered while pumping her fists in the air, her own black hair whipping back and forth at the movement and her hazel eyes beaming with excitement.

"Chloe, Willow start setting the table, we have some grub to eat!" their father said cheerfully

"So Dad how did the photoshoot go?" Chloe asked her father with her mouth full of delicious lasagna,

George's green eyes lit up with enthusiasm at the question, "It went so well! The photos turned out so amazing! The weather helped a lot as well and the models were such rare beauties!" he said all in one go

"How was the trip to the location this time?" Olivia questioned curiously,

"It was pretty smooth and there was plenty of wildlife when I got there" George replied,

"I still don't get why you call animals models, though" Willow commented with a teasing grin on her face

"Dear Willow if you ever become a wildlife photographer and find a better term for the subjects I photograph then you can correct me, but until then, don't criticize your father" George answered playfully with a matching grin of his own