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Post by observer on Sept 27, 2013 0:23:53 GMT -4
Bob walked to his side and climbed into bed. "Sweet dreams." He said, kissing her forehead.
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Post by The Master of the World on Sept 27, 2013 0:24:38 GMT -4
"Thanks." she said as they both slept. The next morning...
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Post by observer on Sept 27, 2013 0:30:12 GMT -4
Minda woke up, expecting to see Bob sleeping next to her. She'd questioned it was a dream until she went downstairs and found Bob with the twins. "Morning. You want to take the twins or make breakfast?" He asked.
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Post by The Master of the World on Sept 27, 2013 0:31:20 GMT -4
"I'll make breakfast. I've already called my parents. They'll be here in ten minutes." she said preparing breakfast.
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Post by observer on Sept 27, 2013 0:37:19 GMT -4
"Alright then." He said, a hint of nervousness in his voice. She couldn't help giggling at how he seemed scared of officially meeting her parents. Heading into the kitchen she grabbed some bisquick and what she needed to make pancakes. She'd planned to make scrambled eggs, but she only had two eggs and needed them for the pancake mix. To make up for it she grabbed a package of bacon & sausage to cook up, as well as a potato to make hash browns. If it was one thing all her years alone while her parents worked had taught her it was how to cook.
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Post by The Master of the World on Sept 27, 2013 0:39:06 GMT -4
Soon, a car drove up in front of the house.
"Minda, your parents are here."
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Post by observer on Sept 27, 2013 0:41:07 GMT -4
"Kind of busy. Can you get the door?" She called out from the kitchen, flipping a pancake before checking on the hash browns and meats.
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Post by The Master of the World on Sept 27, 2013 0:42:36 GMT -4
"Okay." he said opening the door Revealing a sharply dressed man and woman. "Welcome. Minda's parents. COme on in."
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Post by observer on Sept 27, 2013 0:46:18 GMT -4
"Thanks um...Bob is it?" Mr. Noble asked. "Yeah, your the one we've seen at the Sinclair's." Mrs. Noble smiled, remembering seeing him at Jess's house a few times. "We didn't know you were a father."
"Just became one recently." He said with a sheepish smile. "So is this your home?" Mr. Noble asked as they walked in, Mrs. Noble looking at the twins with a smile.
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Post by The Master of the World on Sept 27, 2013 0:48:04 GMT -4
"Actually, it belongs to me and Minda. She's cooking breakfast right now. And those twins are hers."
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Post by observer on Sept 27, 2013 3:12:03 GMT -4
The two glared at Bob as if he'd just told them a sick joke. "Maybe I better let your daughter explain." He said with a nervous smile, feeling two feet tall before the two. "Minda! How's breakfast coming?"
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Post by The Master of the World on Sept 27, 2013 7:16:10 GMT -4
"Just finished." she said smiling and bringing it in.
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Post by observer on Sept 27, 2013 8:13:05 GMT -4
Bob put the twins in their high chairs before helping set the table. Minda's parents walked over and sat down as the two went about placing the food, plates, utensils, and glasses on the table. As Bob grabbed the milk & orange juice Minda had brought she grabbed the baby food and a can of 'Mommy Milk' just in case. All the while her parents never took their eyes off Bob. "Honey I thought you said you were staying at a friend's house." Mrs. Noble asked her daughter, breaking the eary silence.
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Post by The Master of the World on Sept 27, 2013 8:14:47 GMT -4
"I said that so I could have some freedom in this new house I recently got the deed to. I'm sorry I had to lie to you."
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Post by observer on Sept 27, 2013 10:58:44 GMT -4
"What else have you lied about?" Her father asked, using his fork to lift a sausage link to his mouth. Mrs. Noble kicked him under the table. "What your father means is whose house is this really honey?" She asked, pouring herself some milk. "I mean you could have told us you were baby-sitting for someone."
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