Yossarian Magonus
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- Tenilee!
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- 6/1990
Setting: December, 2038. Yossarian and Adelaide's house.
Yossarian and his partner, Adelaide, had been planning a dinner together for some time. They had only just a few months ago moved in together, and he felt that it was time for her to get to know his side of the family a little better, as he had gotten to know hers. There was only Jasper that was around to attend, of course, as he had invited no others. He had considered asking Jasper if he would want to bring his children, but thought better of it. He knew that they did not often stay with Jasper - and when they did it was only because their mother allowed. If they came, it was from no prompting on Yossarian's part, but because there was no where else for them other than to be with Jasper. Adelaide's family were, naturally, invited, and he hoped that they would come. Just in case, he and Addy had made sure there there would be enough food for them should they show up, but his main priority was his son, Nicodemus, who had come off from school and was just excited for the dinner as anyone else was.
It was also doubling as a sort of Christmas celebration, although he left any decorating to Adelaide. He was busy in the kitchen still finishing up the food. Nicodemus had distracted him with tales of school, and magic, although it seemed that he preferred theory to anything else. Yossarian had to agree - he too was not very magically adept. But he was glad that his son was able to attend a magical school and learn all the things he hadn't been able to. He slapped Nicci's hand for the eighth time as it crept closer to the ingredients. "Nicodemus, you touch the good and I will ground you," he grumbled, staring at his son with disapproval. He then pointed to the door as his young son grinned up at him. "You can go out and help Addy now. I can't trust you in here. You're exiled." He smiled slightly as Nicodemus seemed utterly horrified, but obeyed him and left the room. He rolled his eyes as his son's feet as that were lethargically dragged and turned off the oven. Everything seemed set now.
"Adelaide!" he called, pulling off his oven mitts. "Could you help with carrying all of this?" Seeing as Nicci couldn't be trusted to not eat the food, he wasn't about to get him to carry it.
It was also doubling as a sort of Christmas celebration, although he left any decorating to Adelaide. He was busy in the kitchen still finishing up the food. Nicodemus had distracted him with tales of school, and magic, although it seemed that he preferred theory to anything else. Yossarian had to agree - he too was not very magically adept. But he was glad that his son was able to attend a magical school and learn all the things he hadn't been able to. He slapped Nicci's hand for the eighth time as it crept closer to the ingredients. "Nicodemus, you touch the good and I will ground you," he grumbled, staring at his son with disapproval. He then pointed to the door as his young son grinned up at him. "You can go out and help Addy now. I can't trust you in here. You're exiled." He smiled slightly as Nicodemus seemed utterly horrified, but obeyed him and left the room. He rolled his eyes as his son's feet as that were lethargically dragged and turned off the oven. Everything seemed set now.
"Adelaide!" he called, pulling off his oven mitts. "Could you help with carrying all of this?" Seeing as Nicci couldn't be trusted to not eat the food, he wasn't about to get him to carry it.