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“Leave it your kid to pick the biggest pumpkin,” Peter said as the two of you watched Julian struggle to pick up a pumpkin double his size. Audra rested on his shoulder, totally content. She looked so small in Peter’s arms.
“He’s ambitious,” you countered. “I know someone else like that.”
“Between us he had pretty good examples of the word,” Peter confirmed. He leaned over and kissed your temple.
anon asked: We’re going to carve pumpkins from fall list polyverse!au please. ❤
“Babe, can you pick up that pumpkin to take home?” you asked Nick as you pointed with your toe towards a round pumpkin with a shallow dent on the side.
Your arms were full with several jugs of cider. Behind you Sonny’s arms were likewise full of the bag of apples the three of you had picked. Nick gave you a long-suffering look, but he bent down obediently towards the pumpkins on the ground. You made a dissenting noise and tried to steer him to the one you wanted.
“No, babe. The one to the—two over, yeah—and then one to the—yes! that one with the little dent,” you guided as he bent over and hovered his hands over the nearest pumpkin to him. He hefted it easily, but grunted as he swung it into a cradle of his arms.
“I hate to be a spoilsport…but what are we going to do with this?” Nick asked with a raised eyebrow.
You were already looking around again, taking a few steps towards him in order to get a better look at the other pumpkins. They were neatly arranged in the patch of grass just to the side of the entrance and exit. Kids played in between the rows and tried to pick up ones too big for them before their parents carefully guided them to the smaller selection. It was a motley crew of shades of orange; some rich and round, others pale and small, still others mottled and tall. You were looking for two more and when you spotted a taller and skinnier pumpkin you let out a triumphant sound and jumped over a row to claim it.
“We’re going to carve pumpkins!” you announced with a wide grin, slightly breathless from your mini sprint as you stood over the next pumpkin you wanted. “That one can represent you, this skinny one for our Sonny and then we need one more for me…” you trailed off as your eyes drifted back to the pumpkins at your feet. You missed the look that Sonny and Nick exchanged before Nick piped back up.
“Alright, but…who is going to carry all of these pumpkins…?” Nick asked even as he dipped down on one side to gently grasp the second one you had pointed out. You shrugged in response, unconcerned about the logistics.
“We’ll figure it out. Teamwork and all that,” you replied absently before tossing a grin over your shoulder. You paused and your grin faded as you took in their amused expressions.
“Unless you don’t want to…?” you suggested, trying to keep the disappointment from your voice.
“We want to,” Sonny answered for him as Nick as he began making his way to your side. “We want to,” he repeated, “we were just thinking of how lucky we are to have. Weren’t we, Nick?” Sonny looked back at Nick expectantly and you bit the inside of your cheek.
“Course,” Nick replied quickly. “I don’t think I’ve ever carved a pumpkin, honestly. I may be bad at it.” He glanced up at the two of you as he tried to balance the weight of the pumpkins in his arms and step around the pumpkins on the ground carefully.
“Aww, that doesn’t matter,” you reassured him with a return of your grin. “I don’t think anyone is really good at carving a pumpkin. It’s just fun.” Nick gave you a grateful smile as Sonny made a thoughtful noise.
“I don’t know…” he started. “I’m great at it.”
There was a teasing look in his eyes and you shoved him with your shoulder. He narrowly missed squashing a pumpkin and you laughed as Nick tried to keep a handle on both pumpkins in his arms and keep Sonny upright at the same time. You erupted in laughter and for a moment everything was bright and light.
Thank you! Love it! @carisi-dreams ❤😘
pumpkins! also, I don’t remember if bella was having a boy or girl so…
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“What’s all this?” you asked Sonny as you gestured to the pumpkins and plastic bags sitting on top of the kitchen counters.
You were slightly out of breath from walking up the stairs, you’d think after several years you’d be used to your fifth floor walk up, and you unwrapped your scarf from around your neck absently. Sonny’s back was to you and the scent of something aromatic was filling the kitchen and wafting into the living room.
“Hi, doll,” Sonny greeted as he stirred something in front of him before turning to look at you over his shoulder. “We’re carving pumpkins!”
You shed your coat and toed off your boots before coming closer to him. He turned his face for a kiss hello and it deepened for a moment before he pulled away. You brushed your nose against his cheek and wrapped your arms around him, letting your eyes shut for a few moments as you inhaled the faint scent of his cologne still lingering by the neck of his shirt.
“Mmm, hi. Missed you,” you murmured. “Who is carving pumpkins?”
“Agreed to watch Luke for Bella and Tommy so that they can have a date night. They’re doing well,” Sonny answered. “Figured we could carve pumpkins and pump Luke full of sweets before we return him back to his parents.”
You could hear Sonny’s smile in his voice and you shook your head a little before pressing a kiss to the top of his shoulder and pulling away. You crossed the kitchen to rummage through the bags. It looked like Sonny had purchased everything in the Halloween crafting section of Michael’s. You brought out a bag of black and orange feathers and waved them around with a raised brow.
“Well…technically Luke is too small to carve anything, right? Figured we could also maybe decorate? Do a little of both? You and I carve and Luke can paint or glitter or glue on feathers,” Sonny answered your unasked question with a little shrug.
“Great idea, Sonny,” you told him warmly. “Although…I think you have enough here for ten children.”
“I’m his uncle, it’s my job to spoil him,” Sonny answered with a wide smile. “I’ll spoil you, too, don’t you worry. Go get in comfortable clothes, dinner will be ready in a few.”
“Yes, sir,” you answered with a shade of mocking in your tone as you let the feathers drop back into the plastic bag of craft supplies with a crinkle. Sonny reached out to aim a sharp slap on your butt that had you yelping at the sting.
“If you’re good I have a treat for you after dinner,” he said with a slight leer and wink. You wiggled your butt at him one more time, just narrowly escaping his second slap, before you headed to the bedroom as you laughed.
Love this ❤
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