-Chapter☾ThirtyFour-

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✧STILL RESTLESS PT.2✧

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"Right then, I'm going to wash up. Best check on them, when it's a full house it's much worse trying to find something for dinner. And if all else fails to tell them I'll make Mac & Cheese, that's usually the easiest thing to get their attention." 
"How so?" He questioned, curiosity getting the best of him.

"I don't make it often and they can put their own additions on after." He leaned in to kiss her cheek and she rolled her eyes. "I smell like a cauldron Raba." 

"Smells like hard work to me." An amused glint in her eyes shined bright as she turned away—Though the smile hadn't dwindled in any sense.

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Rabastan had felt entirely uplifted as he walked down the hallway and to the children's wing. Though it was simply their bedrooms, plus their attached playrooms.

He had a bet going with Avery and McNair that Romulus' was going to convert his to a potion's lab in a few years.

"YOU GOT TO PICK DINNER LAST TIME!"

"NO! AUNTIE PHOEBE COOKED THAT MEAL!"

"Oi could you two just pick!"

"Shut it Ronan, you picked lunch twice this week!

"Could you all just bloody please pick something, gods it shouldn't be this hard to—" Imara had enough of the 'big brother' attitude, it caused an enraged sister to come and tackle him. Even if there were bean bags in Cara's room, that still didn't mean that was acceptable.

"Imara! Stop!" Ronan called out, both he and Cara jumped from their positions to try and pull the two off one another. Rabastan finally understood what it meant that Imara wasn't as shy as one would expect, especially when she pounced like that.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS ALL THIS?!" His voice boomed, and all the children had stilled with their actions. Cara already crying as she was always against her siblings fighting, but Imara had instantly gotten off her brother and the young lad had straightened out his clothes while giving her a dirty look.

"Had I done this when I was any of your ages I would've been sent to bed without supper! Imara? What did I just witness?" The young witch had looked to her father and looked away before glaring at her brother.

"He's acting all posh when he's not!"

"I do not pretend to be posh!"

"Yes you—" 


"ENOUGH!...Your mother asked me to check in on what you lot want for dinner, and I assumed it wouldn't be that much of a challenge to get something wrangled out of you four. But I stand correct! What blasted is the problem?!"

Romulus recalled that he and his brother were rightly far in age, though he had to assume he was right about the no dinner aspect.

As their own mother used it as a punishment as well.

"Imara, off to your room." 
"What?!" She had been so distraught over said punishment, and it caused her to fight back and question said decision.

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