Walden Macnair (invisibleboy_) wrote in cr_eighties, @ 2015-09-19 23:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1984, katharina, walden |
Who: Walden, Katharina, and the kids
What: Moving into their new home.
When: Fall 1984
Where: The new house, Croydon, London
Why: Because moving is, statistically, one of the most stressful things you can do in your life, along with death of a loved one, divorce, major illness, and job loss. And Walden and Katharina handle nothing well, so they're fun!
Rating: Probably sorta ugly.
Walden was in the living room surrounded by boxes stacked three deep, and miscellaneous pieces of furniture that weren't yet in their final spaces. He was searching through the boxes for the stuffed hippogriff that Ben wouldn't sleep without. Walden had shoved it into a random box at the last minute before leaving the other house that morning and he assumed he would remember which box. He didn't. And he was looking for towels. They were not in the box marked towels and sheets, there were only sheets in that box. Merlin knew where the fuck the towels where. That's what happened you hired house-elves to help pack.
"Katharina," he called, even though he knew she wouldn't be able to hear him over Louisa crying, which he could faintly hear coming from upstairs. It was getting late, they were all hungry, they were all tired, and they were all cranky. The actual act of moving wasn't really fun for anyone. "I can't find that fucking hippogriff!" he yelled, "Or the towels," he finished to himself.
He closed the box he was going through, set it aside, and opened the one beneath it marked 'kitchen'. Obviously how the boxes were marked was untrustworthy, and- "Towels," he said, sounding frustrated, even though there was no one to hear him, "in the kitchen box, right where they belong." Now they had towels, but finding the towels was not nearly as important as finding the fucking stuffed animal, but before he could start on the next box, the take-away owl arrived on the windowsill with their dinner. Walden got the food, paid, and sent the owl away before going upstairs with the located towels.
"I found the towels," Walden told her when he entered their bedroom. Katharina was on the their mattress on the floor feeding the baby. "But not the other thing." Ben was next to her playing with toys that had been in a box that was correctly marked, so he didn't want to say out loud what the other thing was. No reason to set Ben off before they had to. "And dinner's here."