Situations

Tina wandered around the kitchen, clearing the remnants of the breakfast dishes of their Sunday morning pancakes.

She smiled as she heard the garbled conversation that Angelica was having with Bette, Bette’s soft words of parental guidance as she helped their two year old daughter colour inside the lines.

Tina loved Sunday mornings at home with her family, it almost always followed a relaxing Saturday, a night of passionate love with her partner and amongst other things, a Sunday morning lie in with Angelica making her way between them to join them in the sanctuary that was the ‘Tibette bedroom’. 

Half an hour of playing hide and seek between the silky sheets ensued between Tina and Angelica while Bette went and showered and made coffee.

And now Bette was sat at the dining room table doing something to amuse and entertain Angelica while Tina cleared the kitchen.

She wiped her hands as she finished loading the dishwasher and wandered towards the dining area, she leaned against the wall as she watched her daughter and her partner in deep conversation at the table.

Colouring pencils were scattered around Angelica as she doodled in her own artistic and creative way, while Bette sat with a scissors and an empty cereal packet.

“Babe?”

Bette turned and smiled as she heard her pet name from behind her.

“Coffee?” Tina asked quietly.

“Please…” Bette winked, remembering how intense Tina had been the night before, her eyes closed momentarily as she felt the shiver run down her spine at the thought.

“Hey…” Tina called as she saw the slow close of her partner’s eyes.

Bette turned and took a deep breath.

“You were amazing…” Tina whispered and blew a kiss before turning and returning to the kitchen to make fresh coffee, leaving Bette smiling and shaking her head.

Tina returned to the table with two steaming cups of coffee, handing one to Bette and leaning down for a kiss.

“What are you up to babe?”

“Oh just cutting some stuff out…”

“Oh that’s why you were hunting through the cupboards for the cereal packets?”

Bette nodded as she watched Tina sifting through the various Halloween cut outs that Bette had made so far, the witches, the broom, the cat, the bat, the ghost…

“I think this is a great idea babe…” Tina said as she lined the various pieces in a line, “I’ll get the string…”

“String?”

Tina stood, went back to the kitchen and returned with the string and another pair of scissors.

“T…, what are you doing?” Bette asked, confused at Tina’s intentions.

Tina began to string the Halloween shapes, holding them up every now and again to gain the effect.

Bette watched, slightly stunned.

“Bette you should have said you were going to make Halloween decorations, I would have helped…”

“Well… uh…, I uh…” Bette swallowed, “I kinda got the idea from Alice…”

“Are we going to have a party?  That’ll be great babe…, when did Alice talk about Halloween?” Tina rattled on, not even waiting for a reply, she walked to the window and held the string up, standing back slightly to looked at the effect, not even noticing the look of bewilderment crossing Bette’s face.

“Uh, I suppose we could…”

Tina looked up as she heard Bette’s words, “isn’t that what you had planned?”

“Uh, not exactly…”

“I thought you said…, didn’t you say you talked to Alice about a party?”

“No…, that’s not what I said…”

“Oh…, so we’re cutting out Halloween shapes for…” Tina mused aloud.

“Alice was talking about bush confidence…” Bette whispered and swallowed hard.

Tina looked up, her facial features showing her confusion as she repeated the words, “bush confidence…?”

“The cut outs…” Bette trailed off, hoping Tina would recall the conversation.

“… the cut outs…” Tina said quietly, seeming to recall the previous day’s conversation with Alice telling them about her templates and bush topiary.

Bette stood and unbuttoned her Levis, pulling the opening apart she wriggled her hips slightly to ease her jeans down slightly.  She moved the front of her underwear to show Tina her creation.

"I thought…, Id…, uh…, you know be seasonal, its getting near Halloween…"

Tina looked on, her mouth dropped open as Angelica pointed towards her other mother and said what she saw…

“Pumpkin…”