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diversified2014-01-29 10:06 pm
privatematter) wrote in diversified2014-01-29 10:06 pm
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Do you want to build a snowman? [ closed. ]
WHO Shannon Vaughn (privatematter), Eli Delacroix (aspectional), Alyssa Vaughn.
WHAT surprise water powers!
WHERE Delacroix-Vaughn abode.
WHEN Summer of '93.
It had started with the Americans With Disabilities Act in '91. Someone had clapped Shannon on the shoulder and jokingly asserted that he could go and adopt some little Vaughnlets without worry. Shannon had, of course, related it to Eli with amusement but not much thought, and that had somehow led into more serious discussion about whether they would actually ever want children someday. The idea had simply sat there in the corner of their minds, waiting and growing while they went about their lives, moving in and coming together in all senses except legal.
Then they remembered that someone in their little group of reincarnated weirdos was actually a high-profile lawyer. Things had snowballed from there and by the very end of '92, the cogs turned in a miraculous way, and Shannon and Eli found themselves the fathers of a very precocious and amazing little girl named Alyssa.
Currently, it was a weekend which meant Shannon had the day off with his family. Because he wasn't officially a cop, he actually managed to have a normal schedule despite working for the Chicago PD. Sometimes he went in anyway, but nowadays he tended to lounge around at home and try his best to keep up with a three year old. That in itself was pretty challenging, especially when she forgot to put her toys away and Shannon ended up stepping on all the sharp, hard corners of her dolls or cars. Those cars were going to be the death of him, he just knew it.
"C'mon, Lyssa," he said, shaking his foot free and trying not to let the pain poke holes in his tone. "It's time for lunch. You wanna get cleaned up for lunch?"
privatematter), Eli Delacroix (aspectional), Alyssa Vaughn.WHAT surprise water powers!
WHERE Delacroix-Vaughn abode.
WHEN Summer of '93.
It had started with the Americans With Disabilities Act in '91. Someone had clapped Shannon on the shoulder and jokingly asserted that he could go and adopt some little Vaughnlets without worry. Shannon had, of course, related it to Eli with amusement but not much thought, and that had somehow led into more serious discussion about whether they would actually ever want children someday. The idea had simply sat there in the corner of their minds, waiting and growing while they went about their lives, moving in and coming together in all senses except legal.
Then they remembered that someone in their little group of reincarnated weirdos was actually a high-profile lawyer. Things had snowballed from there and by the very end of '92, the cogs turned in a miraculous way, and Shannon and Eli found themselves the fathers of a very precocious and amazing little girl named Alyssa.
Currently, it was a weekend which meant Shannon had the day off with his family. Because he wasn't officially a cop, he actually managed to have a normal schedule despite working for the Chicago PD. Sometimes he went in anyway, but nowadays he tended to lounge around at home and try his best to keep up with a three year old. That in itself was pretty challenging, especially when she forgot to put her toys away and Shannon ended up stepping on all the sharp, hard corners of her dolls or cars. Those cars were going to be the death of him, he just knew it.
"C'mon, Lyssa," he said, shaking his foot free and trying not to let the pain poke holes in his tone. "It's time for lunch. You wanna get cleaned up for lunch?"