tell the whole story from top to bottom of how your death was faked.
The witch knew nothing about me and my family at all, but found me devastatingly handsome so decided to hold me captive and have her way with me. She sent my evil twin to Walt to take my place, only for himĀ to die in my stead, and then she kept me tied up, naked and covered in honey, and watched bears lick it off of me daily for her own entertainment, all while the world thought I was dead.
Send Me Questions And I Will Answer With Definite Lies
If you havenāt heard, my husband, Teddy, and I are currently in the process of renovating The Poison Apple to be something way more my style, and way more aesthetic than its current iteration. Of course itāll be done in time for Halloween and unfortunately everyone over 21 will be invited for an Annie Milne Halloween Party. There will be waivers, though.Ā
Waivers? Dare I ask what you have in store? Or should I just wait for the big night and see if it seems like something worth signing my life away for?Ā
Well, Walt, canāt I say I missed you. Although it is definitely better than listening to my crazy father spout off god knows what to absolutely no one all summer. Is it incredibly lame that Iām actually excited to start this semester?Ā
I donāt think itās lame to appreciate anything, especially not something as interesting as a new semester. So many people to spend your time with, so many new things to learn. Is there a course in particular youāre interested in this fall, or is it just nice to be returning to a familiar routine?Ā
Julie: Maybe you should just do stuff you've done before and stick to what's comfortable before even thinking about pushing yourself to do new things? It's not like you were just sitting around crocheting sweaters forever before you "died", what HAVEN'T you tried before?
Crannog: I don't know what to do with myself all day when Mairi's at school.
Crannog: I'm not even sure I know what to do with myself when she IS here.
Crannog: I feel like I'm supposed to have some new lease on life now where I'm grateful that I'm alive against all odds and I do all the things I never did before, but instead it's just so hard to find a way to do anything at all.
Crannog: Are you able to babysit Mairi tomorrow at 3? I told Julie I'd take her then but my therapist was able to squeeze me in last minute, and I hardly want to drag Mairi to THAT.
Eight months. Crannogās life had been ripped away from him for eight long months, and he didnāt even understand why. When heād escaped from the witchās lair and found his way home, heād assumed there would have been some kind of search party, some kind of huntĀ to find their missing son... but instead, heād been met with the news that the world had thought him dead, and that all of this was a miracle.
It was still confusing to him, the details -- both those he had and those no oneĀ had. All he knew was that apparently, heād been born a twin, and his long-lost brother had had some sort of evil vendetta against him, some bizarre plan to take over his life. It didnāt seem real; it seemed like something out of a horror movie or a bizarre mystery novel. It wasnāt the sort of thing that happened in real life, and yet here Crannog was -- it was his life, and he was living it.
His parents had insisted he was weak, delirious, and that he needed to stay put until the witch who had aided in all of this was found. Theyād promised that Mairi and Julie would be visiting them during their spring break from Walt, and he could reveal the news to them then. But the whole time heād been captive, his daughter and Julie had been the only things heād thought about, the reasons heād fought to keep going and eventually get away. Waiting a month more to recover before seeing them again... it didnāt feel right, and being an expert at escaping now, heād snuck out of his parentās home in time to make it for Walt for Valentineās Day.
Perhaps this was the wrong way to go about it -- perhaps he should have waited, or at least send word. But who would believe it if they got mail from a dead man? How would they understand over the phone? Seeing them in person felt right, and Fairy Godmother had agreed, tentatively letting him into Walt and giving him a change of clothes for the ball. The ball. He hadnāt really considered that when heād departed for Walt, heād just been thinking about how he needed to get to the restĀ of his family as soon as possible and let them know the truth.
And now here he was, awkwardly walking into an event where last year heād caused so much emotional turmoil... Hopefully, at least, this emotionally jarring news would be more pleasant than his relationship with Jac had been for Julie. Did any of that even matter now? It felt so far away now, a different lifetime ago, before heād lost so much time for reasons that still baffled him. Before he could even enter into the dance hall, though, a figure splashing in the fountain caught his eye, and before he even moved closer, he felt it, that it was his daughter.
She was always growing, getting bigger and bigger all the time, and eight months without seeing her made her seem huge in comparison. But there she was, his Mairi -- theirĀ Mairi, and he glanced around, praying heād spot Julie beside her, too. His eyes locked on her next, and his heart felt like it stopped; God, they were both so beautiful, such a sight for sore eyes that had thought theyād never get to see them again. They hadnāt noticed him yet, and he wanted to call out to them, to tell them he was here... but the words caught in his throat, overwhelmed. Instead of offering a greeting, the noise he made that alerted them to his presence was nothing more than a choked sob.
TAGGING ā Crannog Cruickshank & Julie de La Bete (@heyjuliette)
TIMELINE ā Saturday, February 16th, 2019
SETTING ā Valentineās Ball
SUMMARY ā Itās super fun when you catch your baby daddy kissing the baby sitter while saidĀ ābabyā is in tow.
Crannog didn't know how his night had spiraled so out of control. It had started as a chance to go out and meet someone new, to get his mind off of how complicated things had been at home since New Year's -- and as Julie dragged him away from Jac and Mairi, possibly to a dark corner where she could murder him, he reflected on how he'd only made things more complicated tonight instead. "I'm sorry," he offered lamely, knowing that there was no way that would cut it. How could it, when she'd told him she still loved him and he'd all but dismissed her confession? He swallowed the lump in his throat, his body coursing with confusing amounts of adrenaline -- the rush from kissing Jac, the embarrassment that he felt from his daughter catching him, the fight or flight instinct he felt now with Julie... It was all enough to have him practically buzzing with nervous energy as he waited for the mother of his child to lay into him.
As pissed off as Julie was, she fully intended on giving Crannog at least a second to defend himself before she went off on him. She already had a good rant prepared as she dragged him away from Jac and Mairi, starting and ending with the insane hypocrisy of him saying that starting anything back up between the two of them could confuse their daughter when less than a month he was kissing her fucking babysitter in public! Instead, all Crannog seemed to have Ā to say for himself was that he was sorry. Sorry? Julie knew full well that he knew full well that that limp ass apology wasn't going to cut it, especially not with her and especially not in this situation. "Sorry for what?" Julie asked, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrow in a way she very rarely had to do with her own actual child.
Crannog sighed heavily. What wasn't he sorry for would probably be the better question. "That Mairi had to see that. That you had to see that," he added softly, her words from New Year's still fresh in his mind. He must seem like a bloody arsehole right about now, but it was an impossible situation, wasn't it? He was sorry that he wasn't the brave man he'd used to be when they'd first been together, the one who took risks on things, because that Crannog would have been with Julie in a heartbeat the second that she'd confessed how she still felt. He was sorry that a piece of him did still love her, would always still love her, but that he loved their daughter more, and he was too scared if things didn't work again this time it would be the end for him and Mairi. But that would only make the situation worse, wouldn't it? To admit that it wasn't so cut and dry, wasn't black and white but was infinite shades of grey? So instead, he ran his teeth over his bottom lip before admitting, "I'm not sorry that it happened, though, if that's what you're expecting me to say."
Julie actually had been expecting Crannog to feel sorry that the kiss had even happened. Despite everything, some disturbingly romantic part of her had hoped that it could just be chalked up to them getting swept up in the romance of the Valentine's ball and kissing the wrong girl had actually reminded him of what he'd been missing with Julie. Instead, it was this. Ā An even bigger rejection than anything Crannog could've ever said to her. If Julie were a different person, she probably would've started crying or attempted to be a fully mature adult or anything that would've been better than what she did do. Julie just shrugged, trying and failing to disguise the hurt filling up inside of her and turning into petty fury. "Of course I wasn't expecting you to be sorry for that. Why would you be? It's not like you ever gave me a any solid signals about that thing I told you last month, so you're a total free agent. Messaged recieved." Then Julie crossed her arms over her chest and narrowing her eyes into a murderous glare. "But after tonight I don't want her anywhere near my daughter or our cottage ever again. You said you didn't want to worry about confusing Mairi, so we won't. Okay?"
Crannog shouldn't have been surprised. He knew Julie, knew her moods and her wild streaks and her petty moments like he knew the back of his own hand. And she'd never liked Jac - long before he'd had anything to do with her, there had already been an animosity there that he'd never quite understood. At least now he could grasp it better, could understand why she was on the receiving end of Julie's ire. "Mairi adores her," Crannog countered, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he pondered how to play his cards right. The fact that Julie could cut someone that their daughter cared about out of her life in the blink of an eye just had him more convinced that he was right, to ignore whatever lingering feelings he had for her. If things went south between them and he was the one being cut out instead of Jac... He shuddered at the thought of never seeing her small, smiling face again. Of losing every moment, every memory, every opportunity to create more of the same. And then, he swallowed a lump in his throat. "But I can agree to those terms for now. Perhaps in the future it can be re-evaluated, but for now I'd hate for her to see any indication of any romantic relationship either of us might have, regardless of who it's with. She's too young to put her through that."
Julie looked over at Crannog's words to see if she could catch a glimpse of her daughter and Jac in the crowd and watched the two for a moment and very briefly considered taking back what she'd said before the sound her daughter made when they caught the kiss echoed in her head once again. Turning back to Crannog, Julie just shrugged. "Jac's a bad influence anyway. Better to cut the bond now rather than later." It was a really obvious lie and Julie clearly had no evidence to back it up, but whatever. She never should've let Jac around Crannog and Mairi to begin with, she already had her claws into Julie's original family, Ā it wasn't fair that she seemed to winning the favor of the new one too. "Good. It's not like I was giving you a choice anyway." She added petulantly. "But whatever, I totally agree. So I guess we have a deal?"
Crannog arched his eyebrows, but didn't dare say anything aloud to disagree with Julie. It was a precarious situation, one that he was sure Jac would be much more understanding of when he had the chance to talk to her about it. And it was strange, how in a moment where he's been flooded with fear about his life falling apart and his daughter being taken away from him, Jac was the person he could picture himself sitting down with, talking through it with... the person he pictured understanding how he felt the most. Jac, and not Julie. Maybe the words he'd said so hastily to defend himself weren't so off-base after all. Maybe pursuing something with someone new, something that seemed to be falling into place surprisingly easily all things considered, was the right course of action after all. "We have a deal," Crannog finally said, his eyes flitting off towards where he'd seen his daughter and his date last. "And how are we supposed to handle the rest of this night? It's not as though we can go anywhere, we're all in this together. Do you have some sort of answer to that too?"
Julie rolled her eyes in response to Crannog's question. "I thought all that paranoia would've made you ready for anything." She shot back before sort of shrugging her shoulders limply. She was just a little too defeated by everything before to be able to put much energy in being hateful towards anything that wasn't specifically related to Jac and Crannog's new...whatever the fuck. "Dude, I have no idea. But it's way past Mairi's bedtime. So I guess we have to deal with that first and then uh I don't know what until we can get out of here."
Crannog opened his mouth, to mention that there were infinite possibilities for how things could unfold, and kissing his child's babysitter maybe should have been one he'd considered but he hadn't , not when a piece of him always imagined a happily ever after with the three of them as a family instead... But there was no point. They were wasting time now, when they should have been with Mairi instead of duking things out with each other, and he nodded his head. "We'll find her somewhere quiet, where she can get some rest," he agreed, and reminded himself to give Julie a wide berth instead of reaching his hand out to guide her back in the direction they'd last seen Jac and Mairi.
Okay, thatās what I was thinking but I wasnāt sure. Well, Bijou is kinda my first friend outside my family so either way Iād get her a gift. Maybe something playful is better, though. Someone had to have sent a gift, right? Sheās a royal. Coming from somewhat of a royal family myself I know that someone always sends a gift.Ā
Iām sure there were plenty of people who sent their gifts ahead of time -- but might be expecting Bijou to return them now, especially if they were from the groomās side. But youād have to ask her to really be sure. If youāre going with something playful, I still vote for the dragon themed gift, but you know her better than I do.
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