"See you later Winter." Autumn tiredly said as she walked through the hallway of the nursery towards her and Marjorie's office. Marjorie shot her a confused look wondering if Autumn had gotten new glasses, but she quickly that it wasn't the case she recognized them from somewhere. Could they be Winter's?
"Hey Autumn..." She began trying to figure out the right way to ask her about the glasses.
"What!?" Autumn replied bluntly, all she wanted was to just be left alone.
"Did you get a new pair of glasses?" Marjorie blurted out, but she noticed the panicked look across Autumn's face.
"No?" Autumn answered, realising why Marjorie had asked. Shit, I'm wearing Winter's glasses. She thought to herself. "I'll be back in a minute..."
"Switching your glasses back with... somebody like Winter?"
"NO." She exclaimed with her voice filled with outrage. "Nothing happened between me and Winter."
"Okay."
Autumn quickly rose from her chair and walked out of the room. She glanced through the doorway of the toddler room, looking to see if Winter was anywhere to be seen. Much to her inconvenience Sorscha was walking towards him.
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"Winter." Sorscha exclaimed as she walked over to him noticing how he was wearing Autumn's glasses. "I didn't realise you and Autumn had the same glasses prescription..."
"What?" Winter rubbed between eyes.
"You're wearing Autumn's glasses..." Sorscha muttered as she noticed the look of Winter's eyes widening. "And Autumn is wearing your glasses..."
"How do you know that?" Winter hoped that acting like he had no clue what she was talking about would help make the situation less awkward for himself... but he was wrong.
"She's standing in the doorway... wearing your glasses."
"Oh, great." He sarcastic replied as Sorscha rolled her eyes.
I don't want to be the person to tell them that everyone already knows... Sorscha thought to herself as she watched Winter fast walk over to Autumn.
As they discretely swapped back their glasses they gave eachother a faint smile. Faint enough that no-one else would see it. "See you tonight."
Once Winter returned to Sorscha, she shot him a confused look. Does she know something? He thought to himself. "So you and Autumn..."
"No." Winter blurted out, causing Sorscha to arch her eyebrow. "We just accidentally mixed our glasses when..."
"When?"
"When we were at the halloween party." Winter whispered, hoping he didn't just reveal his and Autumn's relationship.
"Okay..." Sorscha replied rolling her eyes. Well you did kiss her...
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Once Autumn got back to the office room, Marjorie shot her a confused look as she watched her rest her head in her arms on the table. "Did you get everything sorted my love?" She asked noticing how annoyed she looked. But the only response she got from Autumn was a grunt against the desk. "Okay..."
As soon as she lifted her head back from the desk Autumn typed in her computer password and began reading through emails.
Hours passed and there was only one child left in the Nursery: Celia's Kid. "Autumn I'm just going into the rooms to wait for Celia's late, I'm going in to wait for her." Marjorie said, causing her to just nod her head. As she walked into the toddler room she watched as Celia's kid was still sat playing with the toys. She walked over to Sorscha, noticing the concerned look across her face. "She's still not here?"
"Yes, and she's half an hour late." Sorscha replied as she sort Marjorie a half smile. "It's just concerning, hopefully she's just about to get into the nursery. This storm looks like it's getting-" But a crack of thunder echoed throughout the sky, "worse..."
"Okay, For now we are just going to have to keep an eye on Benjamin." Marjorie explained, as she began to feel more Anxious. Worst case scenario his mum left him in overnight like what she was asking to do.
She glanced outside noticing how dark the sky was. "That's me going to head home before this storm gets any worse." Charlotte said as she walked towards the enterance. But suddenly everything went dark. She reached over to the door and tried to open it but it was locked.
"Marjorie!" She shouted as she quickly sprinted back to the toddler room, trying to find the manager. "The doors are locked."
"Roger's security system." Marjorie muttered under her breath. Everyone at the time liked the idea of having the parents putting a code in so they could get inside to drop off their kids. Marjorie always felt that there was a catch, leaving her to be always reluctant to feeling happy over it. All Roger's idea's were inconvenient in someway. And for this, it meant that during a power cut nobody can leave the building and nobody can get in. "We're trapped inside until the power's back."
"What?" Sorscha exclaimed with her voice full of annoyance.
"Blame Roger." Marjorie muttered not noticing how Winter snuck out if the room.
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Autumn was sat typing at her computer reading through emails from the parents, part of her wanted to stop reading all the parents sending emails asking her all of the annoying questions. When suddenly she read an email about a parent asking whether their child could get a place in the nursery.
Dear Vivian Clark
I hope this message finds you well. My name is Autumn Knight, and I am the Deputy Manager of The Knight Nursery. I am writing to inform you that we currently have a waitlist of approximately six months for new admissions.
To secure a spot for your child, please complete the attached application form. This will allow your child to begin at the start of the upcoming school year. Once the six-month period has passed, we will schedule a meeting with you to discuss payment arrangements and provide an overview of the steps to help your child settle in.
If you have any questions or need further-
Suddenly her computer and room lights turned off, causing Autumn to groan under her breath.
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The Knight Nursery - The Sitcom(A Nursery Nurse Fanfiction)
FanfictionThe Knight Nursery has been known to having some... interesting drama. This is my version on what goes on behind closed doors. DISCLAIMER: I got a bit carried away with planning this fic and strayed further away from Charlotte's canon. But all canon...