number 1 ~open rp starter
Bea moved swiftly along the length of the corridor between the kitchen and the foyer, ducking beneath the party decorations strewn along the way. Colorful streamers and dozens of balloons crowded the kitchen’s entryway, the inside of which was far more chaotic. Platters upon platters of finger foods and hors d'oeuvres lined the counters as well as a sizable cake that took up a large portion of the table. Bea sighed in relief at the sight of the food. at least one thing might hopefully go right today… Bea thought. Not that they didn’t have faith in their siblings but.. you have to give credit to their track records. Today, 14+ Hargreeves would be gathered in one house, something that occurs only once in a blue moon and often signifies the end of the goddamn world. It was of course, to celebrate the first birthday party of the newest and youngest member of the family. Therefore, understandably, Bea’s stress levels were through the roof. After signing off on the food, Bea moved back to the living room, double and triple checking the decor. The soft blue and yellow setting of the living room soothed them slightly. The house, that for so long had stood for nothing but the misery of their childhood, would now hopefully become the setting of one of their happiest days and mark one of the first of many happy years to come.
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Ben giggled, chewing on his stuffed cat and watching Bea. “Ma!”
Bea smiled softly at the sight of their child. “Hey baby..” They cooed softly, arms stretching to pick him up off the floor. “Do you have any idea what’s happening today?” They looked around the room once more, taking in the calm before the inevitable storm.
He clung to Bea’s shirt, cooing softly. “Ma…?”
Bea bounced him lightly on their hip. “You’re one year old today!” They bopped his nose. “Did you know that? You’re a whole one year. Yay!” They cheered quietly, smile never faltering.
Ben giggled and chewed contentedly on his cat.
