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[March 11] Cat's in the Cradle [Molly]

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Re: [March 11] Cat's in the Cradle [Molly]

Reply #30 on September 23, 2024, 02:34:25 PM

Greg stammered, "I know, I know." Handing Molly a plate to dry off, instead of putting it on the drying rack. He eyed the door leading into the other room where they could hear their dad and Evie having a good time with one another. "I want him to be happy!" He overcorrected, "Don't get me wrong. It's just strange is all. He never asked me to leave until recently." Though perhaps it was time he left the coop. Fly on his own. Or put training wheels on until he was ready to venture out on his own.

He wasn't headstrong in the way that Molly was. Wasn't independent. Liked landing on cushions. The past few years and rocked his boat, and his position as a legal aide had him thinking about a future. He wanted a future, he just didn't know what the shape and flavour of it would be.

Greg smiled at Molly. "Don't worry about me. Let's get this cleaned up for da', it's not a big deal. In Gregory King fashion, he swallowed the pill and would pretend the feelings didn't exist. Minimizing the lost feeling was more comfortable then continuing to talk about it. He didn't want their dad to know he was uncomfortable with the new arrangement, needing more time to adjust. His feelings didn't matter.

Re: [March 11] Cat's in the Cradle [Molly]

Reply #31 on September 23, 2024, 09:57:38 PM

Molly swirled the towel over the damp dish before putting it away in the appropriate cupboard as she listened to Greg try and reassure her that all was fine and dandy. She wasn’t one hundred percent sure she believed him fully, she knew all too well that Greg wasn’t exactly an open book when it came to his feelings. She knew he didn’t need to be reminded that she was always there for him if he needed it. Instead she tossed the towel onto the countertop and reached her arms around her brother in an embrace.

“It’ll all be fine.” she assured him. Pulling out her wand she tapped the sink. The dishes sprang to life, taking over the cleaning for Greg.

“Come on then…Let's go.” Molly hooked her arm through Greg’s tugging him along towards the room where Evie and their father were.

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten that little stunt you pulled.” she added, trying to lighten the mood a bit with a playful smirk, but also making it clear that she wasn’t about to let this go just because he was feeling all sorts of funny emotions because of their father’s new love life. Nevertheless, they were in it together, just like they always would be, their twin bond wouldn’t allow it to be any other way.

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