I chose the image of the snow-covered patio furniture for my twenty-minute sprint this week. This incorporates characters (all my originals) from my fanfic, so if anyone found me by way of that, you may recognize some of them. Also, the inspiration to write with them again was all Manda’s fault 8-P. (But I love her for it, so it’s fine.)
Children in Snow:
Síneag pushed the curtains back from the sliding glass door and was greeted by the brightness that came after a snow storm. The world had turned white, and their patio furniture was covered in fluffy snow. It looked like they’d only gotten four or five inches in the end.
The children would have fun playing in the snow later, she was sure. Jenn had said they were all going to come by late morning to see Síneag and let everyone visit. She’d been looking forward to it for weeks.
Leaving the curtains open to allow the light in, Síneag went about cleaning everything up and making sure anything that wasn’t child safe was carefully put away or out of reach. She double checked that the basement door was locked as well. As much as Ira loved the children, she knew he wouldn’t want them to see him during the day. They might be very familiar with vampires, but that didn’t mean they needed to see one that appeared dead.
By the time she had everything cleaned up and child-safe, it was already after ten. They would be there soon.
Síneag could hear them before they even made it to the door, which just made her laugh as she headed in that direction, opening the front door and watching Jenn, Jess, and Kim struggle to keep the children headed toward the door rather than out into the snow in Síneag’s yard.
“Don’t you want breakfast first?” Síneag called. “I’m making French toast,” she added, knowing the children loved it.
There was a chorus of cheers as the three barreled toward the front porch.
“Snow stays outside!” Jess called after them.
The three tumbled to a stop on the porch, the twins stomping their feet to get the snow off them and encouraging their tiny sister to do the same.
“Close enough,” Síneag said to the three when they’d knocked most of the snow from their boots. “You can leave your books here by the door,” she added as she stepped back to let them in. It was such a delight to see the twins quickly deal with their own boots, and then help their sister before their mother and aunts even made it up the steps. They shed their coats as well and headed for the kitchen.
“Thank you for inviting us,” Jess said as they walked in. “They’re going to have such fun sledding in the back yard.”
“It’s always wonderful to see you and the children,” Síneag said. “The twins are growing up so fast I feel that if I blink I’ll miss it.”
“You and me both,” Jess replied. “It’s been surreal.”
Síneag nodded. The three had rather unique heritage, and that led to some very interesting talents and growth even as young as they were.
Síneag made everyone breakfast and it was a bright, lively time. Her kitchen was full of laughter and she loved it. Things could be so quiet during the day while Ira wasn’t with her. She was getting spoiled since they moved here. She had far more friends and more chances to interact with others than she had while they were still living in hiding.
Once everyone had eaten their fill, the kids ran back to the entryway to pull their snow gear back on.
“Mom, do you think we could shift after sledding?” Jess’s little boy asked.
“If Auntie Síneag thinks it’s safe, you could shift in the house and then go out to play in the snow,” Jess replied.
“They’re still small aren’t they?” Síneag asked. “As long as they’d be easily mistaken for dogs, no one in the neighborhood will think anything of it.”
“They’re still small enough,” Jenn said. “But probably not for much longer.”
The twins cheered at that pronouncement.
“But only after you’ve had your fill of sledding and your sister is done too,” Jess said.
“We know,” the twins chorused. They loved their little sister, so Síneag had no doubt they’d make sure she was completely exhausted from too much fun.
Síneag bundled up as well and lead them all out through the garage so they could gather the sleds and go out the side door that was inside the fence that surrounded the back. They had a good bit of property, but they’d fenced in enough of the yard to make it safe for the children to play and for the occasional shifter to take their animal form where they would be safe.
Kim ended up on the hill with the children, helping them get settled on their sleds and pushing them off down the kill. Jenn and Jess stayed on the deck with Síneag, brushing the snow off a few of the chairs so they could sit.
“You’re sure the neighbors won’t think anything is amiss?” Jess asked softly.
“They look like black German shepherds,” Síneag replied. “Besides, with us here with them, no one is going to think of anything before they think dog.”
“Relax,” Jenn said, reaching over to rub her sister’s back. “The kids are safe here. And if anything major were going to happen, Kim would be sure to tell us.”
Jess nodded. She had such faith in her sister. So did Síneag when it came down to it. That’s part of why they’d bought the house. Kim had seen them happy here.