Happy Mother's Day

[blindbomber]

Now, considering that this is Iggy's first real... mother, and keeping in mind that he's only just worked out how this weird day is supposed to work, he can possibly be forgiven for not following through last year.

That he was also molting and grumbling this time last year and isn't this year is something he's Not Thinking AboutSo, here's a blind

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[phedre_25]

Mother's Day not being a D'Angeline holiday, Phedre is going to be absolutely touched, surprised, and delighted.

When she wanders in to find her boy already downstairs, and breakfast already made, she smiles wide - her scent probably alerts Icarus early enough that she's on her way, if not the sound of her footsteps and her characteristic gait.

"--- Icarus," she says, and there's wonderment in her voice. "-- Were you waiting for someone?"

[blindbomber]

Iggy tilts his head towards her voice and turns to smile at his mom. It might be a big hesitant, but it's there.

"Yeah. I was waiting for you. Um... I haven't done this before, but, Happy Mother's Day?"

[phedre_25]

Phedre smiles and blushes simultaneously. "Happy Mother's Day?" She sounds happily surprised, that's certain. "-- is that a holiday I should know about?"

[blindbomber]

Shrugging, Iggy blushes a bit himself and runs a hand through his hair. "I read about it in a book," he offers. "It's just a silly day where you ... honor your mom."

[phedre_25]

Phedre smiles a little more and wanders over to plant a kiss on her son's cheek. "That doesn't sound all that silly to me," she says fondly. "Thank you. I'm... more touched than I can say."

[blindbomber]

"It's not weird?" Iggy bends down a bit to make it easier for her to reach him and he smiles in a hopeful way. "I made you breakfast and there's flowers for you too."

[phedre_25]

"It's very sweet," Phedre replies, and she might even hug Iggy, because she's that way. "I don't think anyone has ever done this for me before."

[blindbomber]

Iggy's smile widens. "Really? Good. I thought you might think it was weird or something."

[phedre_25]

"Not at all," Phedre replies. "It is sweet, and considerate, and you are making me feel very loved." She beams and reaches for her son's shoulder. "Thank you."

[blindbomber]

Iggy blushes hard and reaches up to touch her hand on his shoulder.

"You're welcome," he manages, then pats her hand. "Go on and sit down. I've got waffles."

[phedre_25]

"Waffles?" Next thing we know, there will be whipped cream, and Phedre will melt, because she's never had any.

But in the meantime, she sits.

[blindbomber]

"Yeah. More fun than pancakes I thought." He opens the griddle and carefully puts a large waffle on a plate, followed by, of course, whipped cream and strawberries on top. There's a small jar of syrup on the table by the place setting.

Should she open the card, it's very simple with 'Happy Mother's Day' written in his painfully neat text that slants slightly to the left.

The waffles are set down in front of her. "Here you go! Juice? Or tea? Or milk?"

[phedre_25]

Those waffles make the typist envious >.>

"Tea, please," Phedre replies, and delicately, she pokes at the whipped cream. "... I don't think I've ever seen this before..."

She'll be opening the card in a minute - she's busy being impressed by the food right now.

[blindbomber]

Iggy sets about making tea. "Which part? The waffles?"

[phedre_25]

"Those, and the... cream on top," Phedre says as she curiously pokes at it with her fork. "It's so fluffy..."

[blindbomber]

Here's a mug of hot tea and a son sitting down beside his mama.

"It's whipped cream. You don't have to eat it if you don't want to..."