Downton Abbey Comment Ficathon
With the new season upon us, and fandom all extra-enthusiastic, I figured now would be a great time for this. Because there can never be enough Downton Abbey fic, and there certainly isn't enough now!
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Sybil is born on a sunny day in the height of August when even the consistently gray England is engulfed in heat and the slightest breeze is seen as sweet relief. This is quite the opposite to both Mary and Edith who were brought into the world during icy days in December and February respectively.
When Mary thinks she is terribly grown up although not many people would agree, somebody makes a joke at the dinner table about how there must be a correlation in Mary and Edith's frosty dispositions as compared to Sybil's constant sunny temperament, apparently there is something incredibly witty about this comment as a laugh resounds around the table. Mary does not find this amusing in the slightest.
Nobody could accuse Edith of being a cheerful child, but she has been assured by many people that she is a charming young lady. Unfortunately her furrowed brow and slightly ( ... )
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"...Sybil, my lady?" he gently presses. This time it's Mary who lets out an exasperated sigh as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"My dolly Carson, my favourite dolly, with the blue eyes." She looks at him imploringly, "a brother wouldn't have done that, they don't like dolly's you know." Carson finally lets out a small chuckle which makes Mary feel ever so slightly better.
"No, perhaps boys may not like dolls" he leans in conspiratorially closer to her "but can you keep a secret?" Mary nods eagerly, if there is something she likes more than climbing trees, it's secrets. "Boys are far more tiresome than girls are." She gives him a suspicious look but the tears have long since halted, so he continues. "And you know Lady Mary, if it were a boy you wouldn't need to be responsible for him ( ... )
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"I'm not finished" Mary says amongst Edith's protests, sticking her tongue out at her. Papa eventually reaches a compromise by placing the baby in Cora's arms as both Mary and Edith snuggled up on either side of her and gaze at their newest family member.
"She looks just like my dolly." Mary finally announces, breaking the silence. Her Papa seems to find something amusing in this statement as he lets out a quiet laugh,
"Darling, you have so many dolls I would be shocked if she didn't bear some resemblance to at least one of them."
"Yes, but she looks exactly like Sybil" she says as Carson represses a snort from behind his gloved hand. She throws a glower his way before aiming an even harsher one at Edith "my favourite dolly that Edith dropped in the lake." Her parents both give sounds of remembrance, that is one debacle that won't be forgotten for a good few years. "I hope she has blue eyes." Mary finishes ( ... )
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"Oh I'm not angry with you my darling, although I am very angry with Mrs Grayson, running away or not. Just suppose you had fallen and landed much worse and there was nobody here to help you. Why Papa would have her neck for it, if I didn't get there first." she tells Sybil cradling her in her lap. Sybil lets out a watery giggle ( ... )
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