Going Out;; Grace

[Jack Clark]

[/colour] Dillon tryed to tell Jack, looking up at him. "So If we get there early then we can get the best'es seats and popcon" Her words tickled Jack's ear. With a light smile Jack replied. "Were going to be early what ever we do, we don't even know what film were going to see yet" He tryed to explain to her.

But being the five year old that she was, she stopped and placed her fingers in her ears, closing her eyes tightly. Turning to Dillon as her soft hand let go of his Jack, smirked at her. Your to much like me women A small smile appearing. "Come on then, I'll get you some chocolate buttons" Jack tryed to reason with her. Dillon's eyes peaked at Jack. "Come on then what are we waiting for?" She asked him starting to pull his arm again.

Shaking his head Jack ruffled up his hair, as they started there walk again. Reaching the outside of the cinema Jack sighed. "Finally" he said. Looking down at Dillon. Her smile look sweet and innocent but knowing, her that would last long.[/size][/ul]

[Grace Owens]

"Dad promised he'd come with us, Muuuuuuum," Davey walked along backwards down the street in front of Grace, his eyes closed and his hands outstretched on either side of him for no reason at all.
"I know he did," Grace replied with a small irritable roll of her eyes, "For God's sake, Davey, open your eyes and walk facing the direction you're going. It makes sense, doesn't it?"
"No," He shook his head, carrying on backwards.
"I'll make him, Mum!" Keira who'd been dutifully standing behind Grace's chair leapt forward to attack her twin.
Grace leant forward as far as she could to catch her in the act, "Oh no you won't."
"Why can't Dad come?" Davey whined, ignoring his sister who was still struggling to get at him.
"He's working, baby."
"Mum! Please! Let me at him!"
"I want Dad!"
Grace just wanted a break.

Charlie had promised that he'd come out with them today, but then he'd had to rush into work instead, promising he'd be back within the hour and he would still take the kids out.
Two hours later, he'd sent an owl home and saying that he wouldn't be back until the evening and they should just go on out without him.
Blowing her hair frustratedly out of her eyes, Grace reflected that this was easier said than done.
She'd been stuck in a wheelchair for eight years, she knew how to get about and was pretty independent. Throw two boisterous nine year old's into the mix, and she had a situation she couldn't quite handle to deal with.
When you get home, you are dead Charlie, She thought half-heartedly, tucking her hair behind her ear and using her arms to wheel herself forward a few paces.
"Alright, go, go go..." She said to the twins, who'd somehow winded up fighting in the middle of the street, "Or we'll miss the start."
She'd decided an easy way to take the kids out would be to take them to the muggle cinema. An hour and a half of watching a film in the dark and quiet wouldn't be too hard to control, surely.
She hoped at least.
Davey and Keira promptly let go of each other and started tearing down the street to the entrance, stumbling past pedestrians. Grace had to laugh, if she didn't laugh she'd cry.

[Jack Clark]

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