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 Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 6:28 pm
Even though it happened over two weeks ago, Francis and Noel had no intentions on letting Esme babysit their little brother alone. Concussions, they said, are serious business. Her explanation on how she got said concussion was dubious at best. Slipped and knocked her head on mom's tombstone? In the dark? Yeah okay. Whatever, genius. At least Esme went to the hospital but.. SHE NEVER CALLED THEM. And so, after her three brothers had returned from their trip and heard the story, they made absolutely certain to keep their six collective eyes on her. But alas, tonight the two eldest had to run off and do s**t, and Esme's was far too scatterbrained to take care of their disabled brother by herself. If it was just Esme, she'd be fine. But her brother Alphonse needed constant supervision and help with his therapy. Esme couldn't do it alone. Even if she could do it alone, her grades were suffering for some inexplicable reason and her brothers knew it. This was where Winterlynn came in. Friend of the family for ages. Her family had helped the Blanchard children so much during their troubled times. Once Winter would knock on the door or ring the bell, the two brothers were off with the demand of calling them if they needed them. Eight year old Alphonse stood by the door, clapping his hands as he gleefully chanted: "Winter is coming! Winter is coming! Winter is here!" Esme swallowed and opened the door, unsure what to expect.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 11:09 pm
Her parents, and through them herself, had been friends with the troubles family for ages - going back to when the mother was still alive and the father not a murderer. Since then her parents, and even herself to a lesser extent, had kept in touch with the family. It was a surprise when Winterlynn was just getting in from work, another day where she'd dealt with more than the usual amount of customers, and while taking off her coat she pressed the play button on her answering machine.
Her mothers voice came over the speaker telling her that she'd gotten a call from one of the older Blanchard brothers and that they needed a babysitter, someone to help Esme babysit her younger brother. Now even as tired as she was Winterlynn knew the trouble the family was suffering under and when hearing that Esme was also injured she knew she couldn't say no.
Calling her mother back, while moving about the small kitchen making herself hot chocolate, she she told her mother to call and let them know she'd go that night and help. She'd need a shower, and change of clothing, before hand but she would indeed be there.
That was why she stood there now waiting for the door to open. She'd already rung the doorbell and now waited as she heard the familiar childlike voice of Alphonse chanting her nickname. "Esme." She greeted as the door opened and she was greeted by the sight of the pink haired girl. This would be a long evening and she knew it, her mother would certainly be hosting this coming Friday's movie night and the next few after that.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 8:12 pm
"Ahahahaha, Winter! Hi!" Esme maneuvered around Alphonse so that she could take Winter's hand in both of hers. "Thanks for coming! Uhm, my brothers say that you're a real lifesaver and I should be extra good to her." A glance backward told her that her little brother was growing extremely impatient. "Won't you come in?! Sorry!" The girl let go of Winterlynn's hand and stepped back into the house, so Winter could come in. Though Winter was never cold or mean to her, there was something about the older girl that made her so distant. Esme had tried to crack that shell for years. And though things were better, there still was that little wall she wished would just go down. "So have you eaten anything yet? I was gonna make us some chili!" Note: Esme was a horrible cook. And by the look on Alphonse's face, this was very apparent.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 10:46 pm
Was she really that much of a lifesaver? Well in this household, given everything she knew, that might just be the case tonight. Watching the other take her hand Winter gave it a single shake and flashed something of a smile, it didn't quite reach her eyes nor was it exceedingly wide nor bright. In fact it looked like it was just done because it was expected to. "It's not a problem, I was rather surprised by the message my mother left me asking if I could help your family. But I'm more than happy to help." And she was, just don't expect a cheerful personality or a bright smile.
"No, I haven't had time. I got in later - holiday season and such. I only had time for a shower and change of cloths." There was no way she'd be wearing her work clothing to a babysitting job. Rather she wore nice dark jeans, a warm winter coat that came down to her knees, and a sweater of some soft fuzzy material - angora. It was all nice, and cheap.
Stepping into the home she undid her coat and glanced about for a place to hang it, thus missing the look on Alphonse's face. Had she seen it she'd have known not to thank the other for the offer of food, which she did as she looked around for a place for her coat. "Some place for my coat?" The riding boots she wore would come off, and be set by the door, once her coat was hung up.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 8:34 pm
"Ahahahah, yeah. Uhm. My brothers kinda needed to head out in a hurry tonight. I dunno why. But they seemed to think that I wouldn't be good with babysitting right now... or ever." She laughed nervously again, recalling the conversation she had with them before they left for goodness knows where. "So uh, yeah! I'm sorry it's such short notice but I'm really glad that you came." Esme winced a bit when she heard that news, and held out her hands for the coat. "Oh, uhm, sorry.. yeah. I guess you just had one long day and you're moving into a long night now! Alfy and I won't be that bad, right Alfy?!" The little boy blinked and looked up at Winter with huge eyes. "Don't let Esme make dinner!" ".... Ahahahaha, I'll get your coat."
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 12:35 am
"It's fine. It can't be helped really." No. None of it could be helped, they needed her here and her job certainly needed her. Too many people to not need her help. At least she hadn't had the shouting person she'd had yesterday to deal with today. He'd been shouting about the prices and needing the right thing for his new girlfriend, something which impress her and show her how interested he was. She really didn't think you needed to go all out to win some girl over. It was relaly annoying the people who came in thinking that for a new relationship they needed to get some sort of bling for their girl. Thankfully it wasn't often she had to deal with such people. But the holidays brought out the annoying ones, the ones who absolutely needed a gift and it had to be jewelry even though they'd only been dating this girl a month! It was the holidays after all.
Handing her coat over to Esme she turned her attention to the little boy she'd be helping to babysit. "Why? Is your sisters cooking that bad?" Asking this as she bent over to get her boots off. As she got her left than her right boot off she stood back up straight. The boots left side by side on the floor by the door.
"And if your sister isn't cooking than what do you want to eat?" She asked, it was best to ask him and find out just how bad Esme's cooking was and what the little boy wanted. If it wasn't unreasonable, and Esme was a bad cook, Winter had no problem in giving into the boys wants for food. Plus she really did need to eat herself, and getting something inedible wouldn't help her right now.
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 2:19 pm
The little boy glanced over at her sister and grinned. "She makes things explooooooode!" He spread his arms out wide, just so Winter could see how much of an explosion he was talking here. "I... I do not...!" Esme started to protest. Though the sheepish look on her face might tell someone otherwise. "OKAY MAYBE I do. But that cake I made, it won okay?! Even if I had to clean up the kitchen for like four hours." "Exploooooooode," he whispered, with a softer emphasis on his exploding hand motions. "Winter, make mac and cheese! Mac and cheese, please, okay?" Esme sighed and rubbed at her temple. "I can, uhm, at least help with that, right? I can help Winter make that?" She gazed hopefully at the older girl, ignoring the look of horror and frantically shaking head of her brother. "I'm feeling so useless here."
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2013 10:53 pm
"I see. How about I take you both out and we do some shopping. I will make something better then simple mac and cheese. Perhaps pirog would be good." She offered as she thought on some of the dishes she had learned from her parents, and grandparents, and thought might be liked. "You can think of it was similar, in a way, to a pot pie..." She answered while looking at the two siblings.
"I'll pay for it and you can cut things up for me while I do the cooking." That way the little brother needn't worry about the food being edible and Esme could be involved somehow. It was, hopefully, a balance that both would agree to.
"It's a dish that's easy enough to make and we can make a few so you can have some for later." For her siblings. "And we can split two, if you like, between us three."(Sorry I took so long)
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