Since it's been a while...

[fiesty_eyrien]

Marian's in the kitchen, having gathered what flour she can find to make a batch of cookies. True, it's not as much as she's baked for the Mansion before, but she decided to conserve where she could and only made one batch. She's currently seated at the table, trying and mostly succeeding in keeping Daemonar's hands away from the cookies. "Don't

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[thrice_gifted]

Gabrielle follows her nose into the kitchen, Aiden squirming and babbling in her arms. "Hello, Marian!" She goes over to give Marian a one-armed hug, while Chaosti follows her in and gives Daemonar a pat on the head as he steals a cookie.

[fiesty_eyrien]

"Gabrielle! Hello!" She smiles and shifts position, letting Daemonar down so he can grab at Chaosti's knees. "Be nice, Daemonar," she says absently, getting up to return Gabrielle's hug. "And hello, Aiden, and Chaosti too." Aiden gets a gentle nosepoke, and of course Chaosti gets a hug.

[thrice_gifted]

Aiden babbles and grabs at her hand (probably intending to chew on it) as Chaosti stoops to disentangle Daemonar from his knees before scooping him up so he wouldn't trip as he returns Marian's hug. Gabrielle grins. "How have you been? I haven't seen you around much lately."

[fiesty_eyrien]

"Busy taking care of this one." She gestures to Daemonar with her free hand, and tries to tickle Aiden with the one he's holding. "He's a handful. I hate to think of what his father must have been like," she laughs and shakes her head. Daemonar's making happy babbling noises at Chaosti, that are probably meant to be a story of some sort.

[thrice_gifted]

"That takes up a lot of time, I'm sure." Gabrielle grins, as Aiden squeals and flails at the tickling. Chaosti's amused as he looks interested in Daemonar's babbling. And he reaches to steal another cookie.

[fiesty_eyrien]

Daemonar gives Chaosti a pleading look and tries to look pitiful. Yes, he wants a cookie. "Well, yes. I can only imagine how bad raising Lucivar must have been."

[thrice_gifted]

"He's been an adorable child every time he's been changed into one here. He gave me a flower once." While the mothers are distracted, a cookie might just find itself in Daemonar's reach.