Mariella and Carter whizzed by Michael, chasing their hover toys, as Michael washed the dishes, liking to do things traditionally.
Mariella laughed as Carter jumped for the toy, giggling, with his dark hair bouncing with each step, and his pink eyes glowing, laughing loudly.
Mariella was on her knees, clapping and drooling, clearly exhausted. Her purple orange eyes were starting to close, and her freckles stretched as she yawned. She rubbed her dark hair, as Michael dried his hands then picked her up. "You two need a nap," he said.
He sat down at the old rocking chair after clicking the remote for the toy to turn off, and Carter crawled onto his lap, yawning. Lullaby music sprung from the chair, the lights dimmed, and there was a soft, golden glow from the top of the chair.
Mariella fell asleep almost instantly, Carter too, as Michael hummed to the lullaby. After the two were asleep, he took them into their shared room, and set them town, making sure they were warm.
Anjolina, their mother, came home first. Dressed in a pastel pink blouse, a black pencil skirt and heels, she came in. Michael smiled at her. "I just put the kids down. They're asleep. "
Anjolina grinned. "Thanks, Michael..I appreciate it."
"How was work?"
"Busy," Anjolina answered, slipping off the heels. A drawer sprung from the wall and Anjolina placed the shoes there, as the drawer disappeared.
Michael nodded. "Well, I'll see you later," he said, as he shrugged on his coat over his broad shoulders.
Anjolina rushed to the kitchen, waving a final goodbye and Michael vanished out the front door, the automatic doors slamming shut behind him.
Anjolina started dinner. It would be spaghetti tonight, her husbands favorite. When it was ready, her husband strolled through the door, with a big grin on his face, and orange eyes gleaming.
"Honey, I'm homeee," he said, smiling, as he strolled through the door. He ran a hand through his fiery red hair, smiling as he kissed her softly.
Anjolina smiled. "Hey..Can you get the drinks?"
He nodded, getting tea from the fridge and pouring it into glass cups, setting at the table.
Anjolina looked at him, smiling softly. "I can't believe we're engaged," she said.
Roman grinned, as Anjolina brought a plate of garlic bread to the table and sat down, Roman sitting across from her. "Its awesome, isn't it?"
"Can we do the wedding after the Games?" Anjolina said, picking at her plate. "I think it would just be easy. The games are such a depressing time."
Roman swallowed his mouthful. "Of course. " He smiled warmly. "After the games, at the beach."
The two reached across the table and linked hands, staring at eachother fondly.
Alex sat on the floor, playing with the twins, Emberly and Alex Jr. He was playing peek-a-boo with them, and the two kids laughed loudly. Emberly grabbed his hands with her tiny ones,giggling. Alex Jr. poked at his stomach, and then Alex scooped up them both and blew into their stomachs, both shrieking with laughter, and squirming.
Alex set them down on the couch grinning a little, as he heard the automatic door slide open,and heard heels clicking on the tile.
"Mom!" the twins called out, hopping off the couch and clumsily running over to Aniza, was slipping her red heels off and laughing, scooping them both up, kissing their cheeks.
Alex got up and walked over, smiling widely, both kissing one another gently. "Ill out the kids to bed, then we can talk, mkay?"
Aniza nodded, handing the twins to Alex, as he trudged up the stairs.
She got the left over pizza from the fridge and warming it up. She got plates and when alex came down a few minutes later, they shared one more kiss, before eating. Alex told her how he and the kids cleaned and Aniza thanked him, grinning, since he knew she hated coming home to a messy house.
Then the topic turned to the games. "I don't get why they have to do the stupid games..Its been years! Everybody is fine, but they do the games anyway. "
Alex sighed. "Our world got overpopulated, it was a mess. But it is pretty brutal. Innocent people sent out to become killers."
"Tomorrow.." She sighed. "everyone at work is scrambling around getting the weapons ready. Its a disaster." She rubbed her head. "Im so nervous, Alex.."
He took her hand. "It'll be okay. I promise."
Analise chased her three year old daughter, Clio, around the house. "CLIO! YOU NEED UNDERWEAR!" she called.
Clio just ran, her black hair bouncing, laughing loudly, ignoring her mother. she climbed onto the couch, and turned to her mom, sticking her tongue out at her.
Analise scooped up Clio. "You're such a dork."
Clio just giggled,smiling at analise. Analise couldn't help but smile too, sighing. "It's time for bed, Clio. "
Clio pouted. "Aww, mommmm!"
"Sorry, but it is what it is." Analise Pat her head. "You can call dad before bed. "
"..Aftwr you brush your teeth."
Clio jumped down and ran up the stairs, going to the bathroom. Analise followed, grinning, to make sure Clip was actually brushing when teeth.
after, Clio talked to her dad in the phone, telling him about her imaginary friend, Julian, in which he laughed and the two talked. Analise leaned against the wall, missing her husband, waiting for him to come home.
When Clio was curled up in bed, her dad, Simon, sang her to sleep.
Analise gently too the phone away, tucked Clio into bed, and smiled. She closed the door then went down to the kitchen, talking to Simon.
"How's the job going?" She asked, as she put the phone on speaker and made tea.
"Its fine..But you know, since the choosing ceremony is tommorow. I have to stay for it. "
"What? Why?" She frowned. "I thought you'd be able to come home?"
"I can't. Everyone in there will put their name in the bowl, regardless of their true district. It's the rules."
Abalise sighed heavily, taking the cup from the counter and setting it down on the table. "Right...I forgot. Damn it."
"Im sure it'll be fine, Lise. Then I'll be home and everything will be fine. Okay?"
Analise sighed. "I hope so."
"I've gotta go now. I love you. I'll see you soon."
"I love you too," analise said. The phone clicked. She sat there, wrapping her hands around the steaming cup of tea, unable to sleep from worrying.
Anything was possible, really.