Closed Welcome to my home pv Simon Kincaid

Clair watched as Simon tried to nicely tell her to put the rat away, ok yeah it might be smart but hey! where the fun in that? Clair knew that this was a odd thing to do, sticking the rat on the table.
she knew her mother hated the rat a d there had been a long fight over it, Misty had even threatened to kill the little Rat, but Clair had won that battle, and she had been allowed to keep the rat.
Misty was now walking into the room with a huge cake, when seeing the Rat on the table the woman looked at Clair with 'the Mother look' that Clair often used at Hogwarts.
Clair smiled sweetly at Misty, "Clair you know the rules, get the little devil off the table." she said,
"Ok Ok Ok!" Clair said swiping the Rat off the table and into her pocket again, happy that her mission was finished, the topic was changed.
"So fancy City-Slicker how scary is the farm? have you met the chickens of doom yet?" Izzy asked Simon with a glint in her eye.
Clair rolled her eyes, sure the chickens were evil but really? why strike fear into Simon's heart yet?
taking a steak off the pile of steaks Clair handed to plate of steaks to Simon,
"Just help yourself." she whispered, shoving some mashed pea soup in a bowl and handing it to Simon, "From our peas grown here." she said proudly.
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@simon kincaid

Simon noticed that Clair was a better listener to her mother than she was to him, but that was probably the way it was supposed to be. She passed over the tray of steaks and he noticed that all of them were piled up on top of one another except for one that was to the right of the platter. That one wasn't done nearly as much as the others and he was pretty sure it was safe to assume which one was his. He took it, placing it on his plate before handing it over to Izzy with a smile.

The blonde didn't seem too impressed with him but at least she began talking to him. That, and she did call him fancy. "Haven't met the chickens yet, no. I did see the sheep, all of them, including one homicidal one that tried to end my life today. And then I saw the goats and learned that me and Cinnamon are tight," he then got the bowl from Clair and just looked at it.

If it were home he might have swirled it around a little to figure out what it was but he wouldn't be rude here at all. Clair was kind enough to elaborate for him, telling him it was made from their peas there. Peas. Of course. He smiled over to Clair in appreciation for that help, whether she knew she had or not, and took a small helping for his own bowl.

"This is actually my first time being on a farm. I've seen sheep and cows in passing while on the train but that's it. I think before this I've really only come within walking distance of pigeons, a few police horses, and some squirrels. Oh, and I have a friend that has a cat."

Clair snorted when Simon said that he had met the sheep including the homicidal one, that was the worse this he could say, and as Clair guessed this triggered Izzy to laugh in a mean (Slytherin-ish way) rude way.
Clair glared at her sister, but this time Belle was the one to step in, she took out her wand and muttered a few things, making red sparks shoot out of her wand. Clair knew this spell, and she also knew that Izzy hated that spell, for a unknown reason.
Misty was serving food, piling it on Simon's plate as if he were unable to do it himself,
"Oh they must starve you too! You poor soul, I'll fatten you up!" She said pouring some gravy on his plate, Clair rolled her eyes, Misty had not even noticed the fight Belle and Izzy were having, maybe that was for the better!
Clair had now filled up her plate, and started to eat, feeling bad for Simon, who's plate was overly full, his steak berried under about ten layers of foods.
When he stated that he had only seen a few animals she felt bad for him, how could one live their life never seeing any animals, or very few animals?
She started to eat, finding the food good, maybe better then Hogwarts.
"So FluffyButton, what are do you want to see first thing tomorrow? Horses, Cows, Chickens, Pigs or turkeys?" She took a bite, chewed and then swallowed before saying, "Mum is being ever so mean, room-time or Curfew as Hogwarts calls it is, is at 10:30, meaning we must be in our own rooms by then." She looked at her mother who was now sitting eating, and acting as if she had not heard Clair's remark.
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@Simon Kincaid

Simon watched as more food got piled on. Certainly he was not going to say one word in protest to Clair's mother and just let it happen. It was all done out of good intentions and he didn't mind. He also didn't mind Izzy's evil little laugh. A laugh was still a laugh and he didn't mind if it was at his expense; so long as the girl was enjoying herself - or at least, was until her older sister went with the torture methods.

"That's ...a lot of animals," Simon muttered and tried to think about what's next when they started their tour up again the next day. "I suppose we keep going with the bigger to smaller." The others had already begun eating so Simon did the same, working on top of the mountain a little. At least it wasn't fruit. Fruit to him was the worst. No. Take that back. Sweets were the worst and baked goods and pastries, THEN fruit.

So he worked his way down, eating a little, but pushing some to the side as he got to the steak. "It's a later curfew than at Hogwarts," he said. That was the worst part of Hogwarts - especially for a dhampir. Just as the sun was setting and he could MAYBE enjoy a bit of time outdoors, poof, curfew. "Oh, and I hope this doesn't seem rude. I truly don't want to disturb anyone. Is the basement rather quiet to the rest of the house? I brought my guitar and sometimes I do that if I have trouble sleeping but I don't want to wake anyone."

Clair smiled, their minds thought a lot alike, "Yeah I really hate the Curfew, I'm glade that I'm" she lowered her voice "Good at sneaking outside, I've been out after curfew, errr, seven times, only been caught once, that was with you!" she said smiling.
Misty laughed softly, "Oh really Simon! Play whatever you want, there might just be a crowd too!"
Clair ate her plate down and then got up, "Be right back!" she said running into the kitchen, and returning with a big huge cake, that on the top (it was rather sloppy ) it said 'Welcome to my Farm Simon!'
Clair grinned at him, "Fruit cake! took me forever to make, watch for the little white balls in it though, they are flour bits."
she placed the cake down and cut out a big slice, placing it on Simon's plate, then on her's and Izzy's and Belle's and Misty's.
she smiled at Simon, "I really missed baking while at Hogwarts, do you bake? I think that the worst think I ever made was the Gingerbread."
Izzy made a gagging noise, Belle snorted and Misty laughed, "That was REALLY bad, sorry Clair, but it was bad." Misty said, looking at Simon,
"You don't want to know about it." she said, Clair rolled her eyes, "I'll fill you in later"
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@Simon Kincaid

Simon had finished all of his steak and some of the rest. Actually, he was kind of impressed at how much else he was able to get down and he thought he did a pretty good job to where Misty wouldn't think of him as rude. Yet, it also meant he was more full than normal so when Clair brought out this ridiculously large, ridiculously sweet looking cake - well, he wasn't sure what to make of it.

"It was nice of you to make it," he said, genuinely, and smiled to his friend. She told him to watch out for the flour bits and knowing him and cake, and him and fruit, he probably would enjoy the flour bits the most. "No, I don't bake," he said, but knew that students weren't allowed to use the Kitchens because he had overheard some of his fellow classmates groan about that before. "But my aunt does. She works in this bakery / bookstore in London and they get five star reviews. She's always trying to come up with something new."

"If you ever come visit me and my City Slicker ways," he glanced over to Izzy and gave her a wink since she's the one that called him that, "the two of you should have a bake-off." Simon brought his fork over to the cake and stabbed at it in a few places, just trying to get a few for its consistency and so forth. He shoudln't prejudge, but EVERYONE seemed to LOVE his Aunt Maggie's sweets and he had yet to meet one he liked. He had a feeling tht this would be the very same, as with every other sweet tasting thing he had ever had. Ever.

Simon found one of the flour bits she was probably talking about and brought that into the bite on his fork. "It was very sweet of you to make me a cake, Claire," he smiled and then forced himself to take that bite.

Clair watched as Simon took a bite of cake, then she dug into her own slice, while Misty and Izzy and Belle took their own slices.
"A bake off would be fun! but if your Aunt gets five stars, then she would win, most defiantly."
she took another bite, swallowed and looked at Simon, "I'm not sure I could stand living in a City, Hogwarts is not like a city, but still, I would not like to live there forever." Clair noticed her mother's 'Stop talking your being rude' look and shut her mouth, Izzy was looking as bored as ever, looking around with her sulky face, Belle was patting her belly, and Misty was still giving Clair 'that look' Clair gave it right back,
as the family sat there, Clair realized that they had eaten rather fast, Hogwarts had trained them all, save her mother, to eat fast, Clair remembered when she had first cl e to Hogwarts how all the food disappeared ten minutes after it was put out!
Misty got up to start cleaning up, Belle got up and offered to do a spell to clean it up, but Misty refused, saying "No, no magic is needed."
Clair got up and started to help take thinks into the kitchen, Izzy went upstairs and Clair seen Belle get up and leave too, 'lazy people' Clair thought with disgust.
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@Simon Kincaid

Simon got up and he too helped carry some plates to the kitchen even though Clair's mother would most likely protest. He was a guest, sure, but that didn't mean he didn't mind helping out - especially since he was the guest and they were so kind as to welcome him into their home.

He offered to do dishes and that was taking it too far apparently because that's when he got shooed out, in the nicest way possible. Simon smiled over to Clair. He liked her mother. She was very nice and he knew it must be crazy to have three kids that all went to this magic school and knew about an entire world that she was denied - and navigating it all alone, unfortunately.

"Hey, I'm going to take a quick shower and then...I don't know, if you want to stay up and play a game or talk or something we can. Not up too late though, I'm sure you'll need your sleep for chores in the morning. I want to help with those, by the way, if I can." Simon was big on his personal hygiene as Clair probably had already picked up on - thus teasing him about the washroom situation. "Would I use that one?" The one where they had washed their hands for supper.

If Clair would agree to hang out more that evening, he would go downstairs to gather his things and shower and change before meeting up with her once more. If she was tired after her long day and ready for a night's sleep then he would shower and change and head downstairs to the basement where he was staying for the night.

Clair watched as Misty shooed Simon away from the kitchen, when Simon asked if he could shower she nodded, "Yeah, that's the right room, Lock the door Belle has a bad habit for walking in on people." She said warning him of her oldest sister's bad habit.
"We can do whatever you want, I'm up for whatever." She said, with a grin.
"yeah, chores, are you sure?? I mean they are not all fun and games!" She warned, knowing that if Simon did do some chores that his body would hurt on the third day.
"well, I'll be in my room when your done in the shower" she said, going back into the kitchen to finish her dishes and then, once done the dishes, she went to her room to read a book.
Her room was a nice sized room, her bed was in the corner and a desk was on the side across from her bed.
On the desk there was a cage, where Clover lived, in the cage there was a Christmas tree, a rat sized christmas tree.
Clair plopped on her bed and started to read The book of Spells, she had been reading ahead, wanting to get ahead in her charms classes.
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@Simon Kincaid

Once he had showered, Simon changed into some yellow and black plaid pajama pants and a black t-shirt. After all, one could still represent the awesome house of Hufflepuff even when not at Hogwarts. He then made his way from the basement up to Clair's room, making sure not to be loud. He didn't know what time that her mother or sisters went to sleep and while he knew not to keep her up too late, he learned from their first meeting that Clair kept later hours.

Knocking on the door softly before entering, Simon presented her with a smile as he came inside. Being in one's bedroom was often a good glimpse of their personality and he glanced around. He saw her rat's cage, along with the tiny little rat-sized Christmas tree and laughed. "Look how lucky you are, Clover. You're all decked out for the holidays."

Simon then turned back to Clair. "Do you intend to decorate Clover's cage for every holiday or is Christmas just something special or her personal favorite?" he asked as he leaned against the desk and crossed his arms. "I mean, not that it doesn't look great because it does. Will you be decorating it for New Years? My birthday?" he tried to think of what some of the upcoming holidays were.