@Simon-Says
(Oh gracious, that's fine.)
(Oh gracious, that's fine.)
(Hey so sorry I've been gone so long! I only planned it to be a couple of hours, but then I kinda forgot the location of this RP! Um, I'll try to make my post longer this time to make up for it)
"Come, sit!" Loren invited Elizabeth to have a seat. "Anywhere you'd like! I'm going to send Gracie to feed Etta first though."
"Aw mom, can't Max do it?" Gracie complained. "I love Etta, but I want El- Liza to feel comfortable here!"
"Yeah, well then she's gonna have to get used to your routine," Max jumped in.
Gracie shot Max a death glare. "Shut up, will you?"
Finn(who's the dad btw) got up from his position in the living room and addressed the kids. "Kids, no fighting now. Gracie, just go feed Etta. It won't take long, she just needs some more hay."
Gracie groaned. "Fine." and she trudged away. Sounds of rustling hay could be heard, and a little over 6 minutes later, she returned. "Done, can we eat now?"
"Yes, you know how this goes," Loren replied, sitting down in the closest chair.
(It's totally fine! I hope you're feeling better.)
Liza carefully sat down at the table and looked around for cues as to what she was supposed to do. She was still slightly confused, but at least no one was fighting. "Who's… Etta?" She asked after a moment.
"Her horse," Max smirked. "But now I can sneak up on you!"
"Maaaax, you know you're not supposed to do that," Gracie protested.
Max gave a fake pout. "Fine."
Elizabeth was visibly confused, but nodded. If she thought about it, they were acting a lot like she and her sister used to. That probably made sense.
"Well dig in kids!" Loren gave a nod, and picked up some salad and put it on her own plate. Offering the bowl, she asked, "Does anyone want some salad?"
Elizabeth nodded, cautiously taking the bowl and putting salad on her plate before setting the bowl back in the middle. She could only manage to pick at her food; the long flight had left her feeling even sicker than normal.
After all the family members had food on their plates, Loren nodded at Elizabeth. Thinking that Elizabeth had eaten some salad already, she asked, "How do you like the salad?"
"Oh! It's… um, it's very… well-mixed. The lettuce is really… really great," Elizabeth managed to smile slightly before returning her gaze to her plate.
"Thank you!" Loren replied brightly. Gracie nodded at Loren in acknowledgment, and gave her a thumbs up.
(Aaaaaah I need more Gracie in my replies!!)
(Also do you want to timeskip to after they finish dinner or smth?)
(Yeah, sure! Any time that we can make interesting, really XD)
(XD)
After all had eaten (except for Elizabeth ofc) and made small talk afterwards, Gracie stood up, stretching. "Does anyone want some dessert? We have some ice cream left… I think…" she said through a yawn, but thinking hard.
"I, um…" oh, gods. When was the last time she'd had ice cream? She must've been 11 or 12. "Ice cream sounds good," she said " sounds" because she wasn't entirely sure if she remembered or not.
"Great!" Gracie exclaimed, hearing choruses of 'yes please!' From some of the other family members. She went to the kitchen, and soon popped her head our, saying "Goodness I can't possibly carry 5 bowls of ice cream over, you're all going to have to get then for yourselves."
Elizabeth nodded, walking over to the kitchen to take a bowl of ice cream. "Where are the spoons?" She inquired quietly.
"Holy crap, I forgot the spoons!" exclaimed Gracie. "Sorry, they're right here." She pointed out a small drawer.
Elizabeth delicately plucked a spoon out of the drawer before taking her bowl over to the table and sitting down.
Gracie picked a spoon at random and sat down next to Elizabeth, her ice cream in the other hand
Elizabeth jumped but didn't say anything, quickly putting the ice cream in her mouth and letting it melt on her tongue. A wave of nostalgia washed over her, and she smiled lightly.
Gracie noticed the smile, and smiled back.
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