september 1981

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Christina Milian attends the #CurveYourReality Launch Event in New York,12/06/16. Christina Milian is an actress (Grandfathered, Family Guy, East Los High), singer and songwriter from Jersey City. Age: 35 (September 26, 1981).

a short story by moi (part two)

MID-SEPTEMBER, 1981

(Baby Harry is now 1 year old; Marlene is due to have Remus and Sirius’s baby at the end of the month; Remus and Sirius are finalising the plans for their wedding which they plan to celebrate on November 2nd)

Sirius and Remus helped Marlene up the few steps that lead up to James and Lily’s front door in the cute little village of Godric’s Hollow. Remus looked around at the dark garden, a smile growing on his pink lips.

“It really is lovely here,” he said, running his finger over the leaf of a particularly pretty plant. “Babe, could we have a house like this after BabyPads is born? I’d love for it to grow up in the country, with all of the fresh, open air. It’d be good for my monthly burden too. What do you think?”

“I think that sounds like a purely splendid idea, honey,” Sirius replied, smiling, just as the door swung open, and James appeared with Harry on his shoulders.

“Hey, guys! Come in!” he said, jumping out of the way.

“Come in!” Harry repeated excitedly, wobbling on James’s shoulders. Lily appeared in the kitchen doorway and rushed towards James, an anxious look on her pretty face.

“James! How many times have I asked you not to put Harry on your shoulders? I’m worried he’s going to fall off! Pass him here…” she cried exasperatedly, moving out of Marlene’s way as Sirius helped her into the living room. Remus hung around, making silly faces at Harry while his parents argued harmlessly.

“Oh, come on, Lil! We’re only playing! He’s perfectly safe up here anyway!”

A ginger cat streaked through Lily’s legs and bolted for the door.

“No, Crookshanks!” Lily gasped, lurching forward and swinging the door shut before the cat could escape. She sighed and returned to the kitchen, shaking her head at James and Harry as she went.

“Mama cross.” Harry said, covering his dad’s eyes with his chubby hands. James laughed and lifted Harry off of his shoulders. He passed him to Remus and swept away into the kitchen after his wife. Remus set Harry down on the floor and let Harry wrap his fat fingers around his own index finger.

“Come on, Harry, can you walk for Moony?” he asked, taking a step forward.

“I walk.” Harry mumbled, trying to put his left foot down on the floor. Lily glided into the room from the kitchen, with four glasses of champagne and one glass of ginger beer levitating in front of her. She was carrying a large bowl containing salty nachos with side-bowls of guacamole, salsa and sour cream.

Remus passed Harry to Sirius, who bounced him on his lap as he talked to Marlene. Lily beckoned for Sirius to pass Harry to her, and he did as he was told. Lily sat Harry down in front of her and fed him leftover cheesy pasta from the night before.

“I’m so excited.” Sirius breathed, watching Harry and Lily. “I can’t wait to have my own.”

“Not long now…” Marlene smiled, rubbing her belly. “I’m really glad I chose to do this for you two.”

“So are we.” said Remus, beaming at Marlene. “I don’t know where we’d be now if you had declined.”

“We certainly wouldn’t be this happy,” Sirius nodded, leaning forward and kissing Marlene on the cheek. “Thank you so much.”

“Of course,” she reached for a nacho, and felt a great surge in her stomach. She frowned and pushed herself up off the sofa.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Marlene replied delicately. “I think I just need to go to the toilet. Excuse me…”

Everybody else waited patiently for a few minutes. The only sound was Harry chewing on his pasta or Sirius crunching down on nachos. When a loud shriek came from the bathroom, everybody leaped up and rushed to help Marlene. Lily grabbed Harry, who clung to his bowl of pasta.

“Marlene?” Sirius yelled to the door. “What’s wrong? Why did you shriek?”

There was a click as the door unlocked, and then it opened slowly, revealing Marlene. She stared at them, afraid.

“My waters just broke.” she said. “The baby’s coming early.”

“WHAT?” Remus screamed in a panic. Sirius, Remus and James all began freaking out, which lead to Harry crying. Lily passed Harry to James to calm him down while she took Marlene’s hand calmly and lead her outside.

“Okay, we’re going to take you to the hospital, and you’re going to have this baby. Okay?”

Marlene nodded. “Okay.”

They all got into the car that Lily’s parents had gotten her for her twentieth birthday and drove to the nearest hospital. The doctors refused to allow anyone into the ward whilst Marlene was in labour, since none of them were here family, but they eventually gave in after Marlene screamed at them to let “the people that are actually raising this child” into the room. Remus and Sirius stood on either side of Marlene while she was giving birth, holding each other her hands and letting her squeeze as hard as she needed to.

When the baby was finally born, the doctor lifted it up and showed it to the exhausted trio. “It’s a girl!”

Marlene sighed with relief and continued to pant breathlessly. Remus and Sirius launched themselves into the air with exhilaration, causing the doctor holding their new baby girl to step back cautiously. He passed it to Remus, who gave it to Marlene whole-heartedly.

“You made that,” he said, looking at her and Sirius benevolently. “She’s beautiful.”

Marlene held the newborn baby girl close to her chest. The baby screeched and wailed, but it was bearable because it was beautiful.

“What should we call her?” Sirius asked a few minutes later after the baby had fed. The baby gasped and Sirius cooed at her. Marlene passed her to him as she thought about all of the names they had come up with. Remus moved to Sirius’s side and put his arm around him, his hand snaking around Sirius’s body and touching their baby girl’s tiny foot.

“She’s so beautiful. Our daughter.” he said, a tear leaking from his eye. “She’s going to be wonderfully weird and weirdly wonderful. She’s going to be curious about everything and will never hesitate to ask questions. She’ll be the brightest witch of her age and the damn prettiest. She’ll be the most spoilt girl in Hogwarts but she’ll still be grateful for everything she ever receives. I’m going to love her so much. I’m going to love her with my whole heart.”

He kissed Sirius proudly and then looked back at his new daughter. “I can’t look away, babe, she’s just the most amazing thing.”

“Pandora.” Sirius said. “That’s what we’ll call her. Because she’s wonderful, and beautiful, and we can’t look away.”

“I love it!” Marlene exclaimed. 

Remus looked at his fiancé and grinned. “I love it, too.”

“Excuse me, would you like to allow your friends in now?” A doctor bustled over and asked Marlene, who nodded hurriedly.

Sirius looked at his daughter again, immensely proud of himself. “Pandora,” he and Remus said at the same time.

“Pandora Lupin-Black.” Marlene added as Lily, James and Harry flew into the room. Remus and Sirius looked up and beamed at Marlene, their hearts melting and cheeks turning red as roses.

It was perfect.

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OKAY SO THAT’S MY SHORT STORY. I REALLY HOPE YOU LOVED IT SO MUCH AND REBLOGGED IT TO YOUR OWN BLOGS SO THAT THE WHOLE WORLD CAN READ IT :)

I think I might add two more parts to it that will be set in the same year as PoA:

- one will be positive ~ none of the stuff such as Jily or Marlene getting killed and Sirius being thrown in Azkaban etc; I’m going to describe how Pandora grew up with her dads and so on.

- one will be negative (and sad) ~ all of the stuff mentioned above does indeed happen and I describe how Pandora finally meets her parents in PoA. 

TV Guidance Counselor Episode 197: Matt Gourley

September 12-18, 1981. FALL PREVIEW!

Today Ken welcomes actor, podcaster Matt Gourley to the show.

Ken and Matt discuss Matt’s homey East Coast style West Coast home, the special nature of Fall Previews, birthday TV, personalized baseball racks, the TV Guide/Toaster vs. the TV Week/Toaster Oven split, It’s a Living, The Bonaventure Hotel, Revolving Restaurants, Doin’ Time on Planet Earth, Divorce tripling your TV Time, On TV, Cable Guides, deceptive movie artwork, growing up in LA, witnessing Masters of the Universe being filmed first hand, Tenspeed and Brownshoe, a world of Cannonball run bloopers, The Dom Delouise Show, High Ice, Shakespeare on TV, Henry VIII, empathy for Progeria, Family Plot, “pilot”, Gilligan’s Island, Bruce Vilanch’s world, The Future, synesthesia, Three’s Company, pretending to be your own twin, John Ritter in Real Men, Love Sydney, Tammy Faye Baker, Jim J Bollock, Too Close for Comfort, rape on TV, Very Special Episodes, Diff'rent Strokes, Danny Cooksey, stuttering M.A.S.K.s, clams, Ecdysiasts, Real People vs. That’s Incredible!, Rusty Miller’s Star Wars Book, TV Writer Jeremy Reems, cross dressing Mr. Drummond, actual Twins, SCTV, Best of the West, William Sanderson vs. Tracy Walters vs. William Sadler, Nova, public school sexual education, the original Pee Wee Herman Show, shipbuilders, Elizabeth Montgomery, “Someone I Touched”, Benson, Saturday Morning Preview Specials, Blackstarr, Thundarr the Barbarian, The Incredible Hulk, It’s a Living, First Run Syndication, Jennifer Slept Here, Mr. Merlin, and the magical wonder of Guich Koock.

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April 20, 1999 

It’s been 16 years since Columbine and we are still unable to forget these fifteen special people:

  • Matthew Joseph Kechter (Born February 19, 1983)
  • Steven Robert Curnow (Born August 28, 1984)
  • Corey Tyler DePooter  (Born March 3, 1982)
  • Kelly Ann Fleming (Born January 6, 1983)
  • Daniel Conner Mauser (Born June 25, 1983)
  • Daniel Lee Rohrbough (Born March 2, 1984)
  • William ‘Dave’ Sanders (Born October 22, 1951)
  • Rachel Joy Scott (Born August 5, 1981)
  • Eric David Harris (Born April 9, 1981)
  • Dylan Bennet Klebold (Born September 11, 1981)
  • Isaiah Eamon Shoels (Born August 4, 1980)
  • John Robert Tomlin (Born September 1, 1982)
  • Lauren Dawn Townsend (Born January 17, 1981)
  • Kyle Albert Velasquez (Born May 5, 1982)
  • Cassie Rene Bernall (Born November 6, 1981)  

May their souls rest in peace.

Oman | ‘Startled by strangers, two Bedouin women of the central desert region clutch full-face masks, rarely seen elsewhere in Oman, as they wait for a doctor to arrive by plain at the samll dispensary in Sharbatat’. | Page 375, National Geographic, September 1981 National Geographic from the article entitled 'Oman: Guardian of the Gulf’ ~ Author and photographer Thomas and Lynne Abercrombie.                            


(more faces from around the world here)

Next of Kin

He squinted at the form. Perhaps Emma was right and he did need glasses, although after a few centuries of existence it was a bit of an adjustment to acknowledge that father time might be catching up to him.  He frowned. There was no damn reason for printing to be this small.

Name

Easy enough. Killian Jones.

Date of Birth

The year of King Edward, Seventeen something or other wouldn’t fit in the line or be found acceptable. What year was Swan born? Hmm, 1983. He could work with that. He jotted down September 15, 1981. He could pass for two years her elder.

SSN

What in hell was an SSN? There were spaces and dashes, a bit like a phone number, but not quite. The second space was shorter than the first. Hmm. He’d get help from Emma with that later.

Current Address

He grinned and proudly jotted in the information for their shared domicile. Swan House. Captain Swan house. Swan Jones house. Whatever anyone called it didn’t matter, only that it was theirs.

Estimated Net Worth

Four thousand eight hundred and seventy five doubloons? Bloody hell, he’d have to ask Emma about that one, too.

Beneficiary

Miss Emma Swan.  He included all of her information as well as he could. She could check it over and make any necessary adjustments, as well the mysterious SSN entry.  He mentally filed that field under Some Strange Number and let it go for now.

Relationship to insured

He didn’t suppose that True Love would pass inspection. Savior was also not an option.  He jotted in Life Partner. That would do.

Next of Kin

He stared at the line, at a loss. Anyone who could have been called family had long since passed. There was no father or mother or brother, and there had never been a son or daughter. There was his crew and Emma.

Next of Kin

At times he felt the weight of his years on this earth. All of the people he’d known and cared for over the span of his existence who had moved in and out of his life, and yet there was nobody he could claim on this ridiculous piece of paper.

Next of Kin

Who did a century’s old pirate claim as family, to speak for him when he would not be able to speak for himself?  His closest crewman was Smee, and he hadn’t seen the man in ages, and barely trusted him at that.  Henry was almost a son to him, but still a lad who didn’t need this extra burden of responsibility.

Next of Kin

He wrote the name, bold and sure, and signed the bottom of the form with a flourish.  

Emma returned home just then, and he handed her the contract, watching her eyes as she scanned down the page.  She mumbled something about using an old contact to get him a social security number, so the Some Strange Number puzzle was solved, and she lifted a flirty eyebrow his way over the Life Partner entry, and then read down to the bottom. She took a quick breath and then looked at him, her eyes wide and a bit misty.

“Really?” she said.

“Who else could it be?” he told her.

She dropped the paper and reached for him, wrapping her arms around him and nuzzling her face into his neck. “I remember when you two couldn’t stand each other,” she said.

His lips found her soft hair.  “I was a bit much at first.”

“You were.”

This woman had brought him more than love. Home and family were things he thought he’d never have. And now, after lifetimes of chasing the hollow call of revenge, he’d found his life and his future, and even a brother.

Captain Hook’s next of kin was Prince bloody Charming.