Three days after baby Charlotteapos;s birth Mercy got back from tidying up the outrage and problems created by Hellaapos;s knife to the back routine up in Valhalla. She went strait to the Kord residence for the purpose of cooing over the baby, and Ted and Liz happily accepted her apology for inducing the labor a day early. It had saved Mercyapos;s life and Charlotte was fine.
"No harm, no foul." Ted had insisted, and the young Goddess had nodded and proceeded to walk right into the realm of weird again.
"Thanks, really, you guys are too nice to me." Mercy replied. "Since I missed out on the Welcome to Life party why doesnapos;t everyone come by my house later this evening for a House Warming party?"
Ted and Liz had blinked at her in confusion.
"Mercy, youapos;re house needs to be renovated and there isnapos;t a scrap of furniture in it." Liz reminded her. Ted looked worried that there might have been a head injury that Mercy hadnapos;t realized sheapos;d gotten up on Olympus.
"Oh, well, the crew thatapos;s working on it should be there any minute." Mercy suddenly frowned, looking out a window and across the street at the thirty-five acres (just under twelve acres per each of the 3 houses sheapos;d bought, though two were now rubble) sheapos;d bought, and the large mansion that was centered near the back.
"Well, still..." Ted started, only to shut his mouth as a dome of brilliant turquoise light encased her property. It pulsed heavily with magical power for precisely five minutes before it withdrew with a loud crackle.
What it left behind had Tedapos;s lip twitching and Liz looking rather tolerantly amused.
"A housewarming party sounds lovely." Liz agreed and when Mercy had left, both felt free to laugh at what theyapos;d just seen.
"It looks like Harlaxton Manor." Liz shook her head and giggled. "On the outside at least."
"On the inside what do you want to be it looks like a combination of the Adamsapos; Family Mansion, the interior set of the remake of The Haunting that Liam Neeson was in, and some art deco palace?" Ted snorted.
"Weapos;ll find out at seven." Liz replied, and then sighed at the sound of their daughterapos;s cries coming over the baby monitor. A quick game of rock-paper-scissors later and it was determined that Ted would climb the stairs to get the baby, and Liz would get comfy on the sofa and wait for him to come to her.
edvard munch, edvard much the scream, edvard much paintings, edvard much biography.
Комментариев нет:
Отправить комментарий