“And that’s how I pulled my first prank. Her teeth were blue for the rest of the evening. Mum was a but mad, but Avery did think it was funny after a while,” laughs Tommy Fallon. The two have been walking for a little while now, but as there is not much of an incline in the path, it is not exceedingly tiring- nor is the pace of their walking. Sauntering, actually, better describes their movement down the rocky path. “So, Eva,” he starts again. Deciding childhood is a good topic to discuss lightly (what, with their expecting a child,) he asks, “what types of things did you like as a kid?”

Eva laughs a bit. “I was a good child, really I was.” Sensing that Tommy does not quite believe this assertion, however, Eva amends her statement. “Well, actually, I suppose I was a bit of a terror for Basil. He’s always been a bit of a stick-in-the-mud, and he wasn’t any less of one when we were children.” Eva grins as she thinks of her childhood. “Jared, Gilbert and Freddie were enablers, though, so I rarely got into troubles for the pranks that were, I admit, largely my idea.” A snicker emits from the woman as she recounts this time in her life and grins to her walking companion.

Nudging her playfully and slightly in the ribs, Tommy mirrors her smirk as he looks back at her. “I’ll /bet/ you did, little sneak,” he says with a laugh, the inflection in his voice raising slightly higher than usual. “While I /was/ to blame for the grand majority of the things that happened at home before Hogwarts, I also took the fall for anything Kalika managed,” he says in a mock-bitter tone. He shrugs. “With parents like us…” he trails off, not really knowing if the topic of their own child will be an uncomfortable or awkward one. He hopes not. “Well, we might be in for a long haul with this one,” he says, palming her stomach for a moment before withdrawing.

Eva Wexler‘s heart seems to skip a beat as he mentions them as parents… together. Arnauld is involved enough, she thinks, but Tommy seems to want to /be/ there. Just… be there. She smiles at him, as if suddenly shy, and her pace slows as his hand touches her stomach. Her own hands instinctively caress her unnoticable bump and she relaxes just a little, coming to a stop. “I imagine the child will be a holy terror. Although, with Avery’s influence, maybe he’ll stand a chance.” Eva seems to have decided that this one will be a boy. She looks up at him and her eyes seem to glow with happiness. Is she even ready to settle down yet? Tommy seems to make her /want/ to.

“Oh, he will stand a chance?” Tommy repeats as a question. “It’s a boy, then…” he states, screwing up his face a bit as he stares at her stomach as if he’d be able to tell. “Are you, err, carrying differently than last time?” he asks. Pregnancy… he was rather clueless about it, truth be told. Thieras, obviously, took care of Avery while she was. Although, he did remember her saying that she knew she was carrying differently the second one, but it was understood later when she bore twins. “Yes, then. A girl would be even more trouble. She’d look like you,” he says, tweaking her nose gently with his index finger, “be beautiful like you… and she’d be a child /terror/ like me. And no one would be able to put her straight because she would be too cute,” he laughs.”

Eva blushes a bit and puts a hand on her cheek, leaning on a tree. “A terror perhaps,” she agrees. “But who knows. Gabriel is adorable, and with Avery helping out so much, I imagine she’d have good influence on him.” Eva seems stuck on the boy pronoun for now. She smiles up at him, comfortably lounging against the tree for now. He looks so handsome this evening, she decides. Her little heart is fluttering like it did in her sixth year when Alden Mayweather cornered her after a quidditch game near the pitch. Except… somehow this is different. Perhaps it is the setting sun, or the fact that she is carrying Tommy’s child, but she can’t seem to get any more words out of her mouth right now. All she can do is grin up at him.

Tommy Fallon nods in response to what Eva’s said. He has admired in Avery (and Thieras, too) the ability to raise children. In this way, he feels like he has a lot to live up to. And he hopes he can do it, because to be honest, the whole idea of him being responsible for something so tiny and helpless makes him weak in the knees with terror and excitement. Staring into Eva’s eyes, he smiles, too. Stepping in front of her, he raises a hand and brushes her cheek with his fingertips without saying anything. Does it really need any elaboration?

“Hi,” Eva whispers quietly, her cheek tingling as his fingers run across the skin. She covers his hand with hers and leans forward, pressing her lips against his gently as she rises to her tiptoes. After all, she’s a good seven or eight inches shorter than he is. Her body pressed up against his, reveling in the warmth and strength she feels emanating from him, Eva lets her other hand rest on his chest daintily, just… being with him.

Although Tommy is not really surprised by the kiss (sunset, solitude; was there anything more perfect?), his pounding heart might seem to suggest so. He sets his free hand on her waist, drawing her in close. Basking in the moment, he decides that at long last, after so long, he is happy in this instant. As the kiss ends after a time, he pulls her into a hug, holding the back of her head. Whatever this child entailed; whatever challenges they had to face, they could do it together. It seems clich, even as he thinks about it now, but alas, doesn’t everything in love until it happens to you? Tommy Fallon wishes he could stay with Eva for ever here.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, Eva leans back against the tree, leaning her cheek against his for a moment. “I love you,” she whispers bravely, and then drops her feet flat, resting her cheek on his chest. Her heart beats madly as she realizes that she really does. No response is needed, as she isn’t sure she would know how to respond. She just lets the steady beating of his heart calm her as she hugs him, holds onto him, not wanting the moment to end. It’s just Tommy and her, just like this, forever and ever, basking in the sunset.

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