spamalot } { of anniversaries and fancy dancing

[littlebitscary]

Derek: [and he's dressing up because fancy date night]

Fiona: [comes out of the shower in a robe, towel drying her hair] So I guess that answers how fancy is fancy.

Derek: We haven't gone out for a long time, and who knows when we will be able to again. I say we go big, or not go at all.

Fiona: Alright, fair enough. But if that's the case, you don't get to see what I look like until I'm finished.

Derek: Fine with me. I'm pretty much done here anyway. [he grabs his jacket, tie and shoes and heads out to the living room. he drapes them on the back of the couch and goes to check on the kids]

Landon: [is reclining on the couch, balancing Jacob's sides as he bounces up and down on the cushion and he glances at Derek with a grin] Looking sharp, Mr. Hale.

Derek: Thank you, Landon. So you two boys going to be okay?

Liam: Yeah, we'll be just fine. Totally.

Landon: One of us will spend most of the evening throwing a dance party with Lucy and the other will be chasing Jacob around the room. Occasionally we'll switch.

Derek: [smirks] Good plan. I left money for pizza on the fridge, and everyone should be home downstairs if you need reinforcements.

Landon: [nods] Sounds good.

Lucy: [ignores both the boys and goes right to her father] Daddy I need help with my shoe. [holds her dance shoe up to him to help with]

Derek: [crouches down] You sure you can't get it yourself? I can help you with parts of it.

Lucy: [huffs] I've been trying. [and she shows him. She refuses to sit, so it mostly results in her leaning heavily against the front of the couch with her weight on her non-dominant leg and her foot keeps getting caught on the elastic strap of the ballet shoe]

Derek: [chuckles] Here, I'll hold the strap. But remember these shoes are easier to put on when you're sitting down.

Lucy: [gives it to him so she can slide her foot in] But I did the other one standing up.

Derek: Then you should keep practicing with this one, but if the strap gives you problems, you can sit and do it. Okay?

Lucy: Okay. [she sounds incredibly dejected about that]

Derek: [chuckles and leans down to kiss her cheek] There you go, baby.

Lucy: [looks down and wiggles her toes in the shoe for a moment before looking up at him with a grin] Thank you, Daddy.

Derek: You're welcome. Now go show Landon what you learned at ballet this week.

Lucy: [and she will run off to do just that as Landon hands off Jacob to his boyfriend]

Liam: [takes his brother and tosses him up in the air] So remember to have mom home by ten or else you're grounded.

Fiona: Ha ha. [and she will appear from the bedroom, all gussied up and ready to go]

Derek: [looks up and just grins] I may just have to get a hotel.

Liam: Gross, Dad.

Fiona: [grins back at him] Make sure your sister doesn't stay up all night, okay? Jacob's pretty good about conking out when he's supposed to but Lucy's taken to pushing her limits lately]

Liam: Oh trust me, we'll make sure. [because he can't make out with his boyfriend until she's asleep]

Fiona: [yep, she knows] Even if you think she's asleep, come back and check on her to make sure she wasn't trying to fake you out and is still up and playing. She pulled that one on my last week and I couldn't get her to sleep until 10:30.

Liam: [dramatic sigh] I know, Mom.

Fiona: Good. [takes Derek's arm and nods] Have fun everybody.

Derek: But not too much fun. [takes her arm and off they go to hail a cab and head down to the restaurant that Derek got them reservations at]

Fiona: [leans into him as she settles in the seat] That hotel idea has merit.

Derek: I can text them if we decide to do that. I highly doubt they will complain.

Fiona: [she nods] No, I don't think they will either. Until Lucy is up at six am wanting breakfast.

Derek: So we set our alarm to be home by then.

Fiona: [wrinkles her nose a bit] I guess we could manage that.

Derek: Unless you want to risk the boys making her bacon.

Fiona: They should know better by now.

Derek: At least the fireproof deputy lives only one floor down.

Fiona: And Cora will be able to smell fire.

Derek: And I just recharged the fire extinguisher so they are good.

Fiona: Good. Besides, Lucy doesn't like bacon anyway.

Derek: That will change.

Fiona: It might not.

Derek: Unless she doesn't end up being a wolf - I haven't seen one of us not like it.

Fiona: There's a first time for everything.

Derek: [just makes a hmph noise]

Fiona: [she glances over to him] It's okay if she doesn't like bacon, Derek.

Derek: I know.

Fiona: [she pats his arm] I'm sure you'll find other foods you have in common.

Derek: Oh, I'm sure. Just as long as she doesn't take after some of Liam's weird food habits.

Fiona: Like what?

Derek: The pineapple on the pizza?

Fiona: He got that from Stiles.

Derek: I knew we needed to check those babysitting references.

Fiona: [she laughs] There are worse things she could want to eat.

Derek: Anchovies.

Fiona: Exactly.

Derek: Just as long as she doesn't try to be a Vegan. At least while she lives with us.

Fiona: Oh, I don't think so. She likes chicken too much.

Derek: Good.

Fiona: [nods] So where are we going?

Derek: Cicada.

Fiona: You really were going for fancy.

Derek: Hey, we've been spending too much time with an infant, toddler, and a teenager. I think we deserve to be young, stupid and in love for a night ourselves.

Fiona: Even if we aren't as young as we used to be?

Derek: We're still young. Don't believe anything else.

Fiona: Alright. I'll trust you.

Derek: [leans in to kiss her] Besides, you still look as young and beautiful as the day I met you.

Fiona: [hums into the kiss] Now I know you're just saying that to make me feel better, but I will take it.

Derek: [grins] Hotel room odds looking better and better?

Fiona: [she laughs] Keep talking. You never know.

Derek: [and then they are there, and big band night with some people in vintage clothing, some dressed fancy like them. Everyone happy and drinking, eating and dancing.]

Fiona: [and they have a grand ol' time and there is definitely dancing because she does love dancing with her husband. even if her feet hurt because he made her wear heels.]

Derek: [he didn't make her wear anything, but he is very appreciative, and he will massage her feet between dances]

Fiona: [best husband. But eventually she is too tipsy for dancing anything other than a very slow dance where she can lean on his shoulder and it may be time to head either to the hotel or home]

Derek: Hmm, my wife is happy and drunk. What ever shall I do with her?

Fiona: You could do a lot of things to her. I'm just saying.

Derek: I like having options.

Fiona: You're going to make me think like this?

Derek: Well, there is one thing I did want to ask you, but I probably should have three drinks ago

Fiona: If you ask me now, I will probably remember.

Derek: Well, today is actually the anniversary of our first date.

Fiona: [she blinks] It is?

Derek: Mmhmm. So can you do the math and figure out how many years that means you've been stuck with me?

Fiona: I'm not that sober.

Derek: Fourteen years.

Fiona: Wow, that's almost as old as Liam.

Derek: Yup. But what I was thinking... fourteen years and over twelve of them married... so maybe for our thirteenth wedding anniversary... maybe you'd like to finally get that friends and family wedding ceremony we kept meaning to have.

Fiona: [her eyebrows go up] Are you actually asking me to for real marry you?

Derek: Yes. We did the Vegas wedding, the wolf wedding... will you remarry me one more time? [he reached into his pocket and pulled out a diamond ring he had picked out for her. It was set in a flower of five gem stones - each representing a birthstone for him, her, Liam, Lucy and Jacob.]

Fiona: [stares at the ring and her jaw drops a little, before she just leans in to kiss him]

Derek: [and he will easily kiss her back, a few of the people near them seeing that and the ring and clapping for them which makes him laugh against her lips]

Fiona: [she sighs as she pulls back after a moment] I would marry you every time.

Derek: Good. [he went to slide the ring on her finger, and look at that, it matched the gold of their Vegas wedding bands to look like a set]

Fiona: [hums softly as she looks at it, before leaning in to kiss him again] Thank you.

Derek: Thank you. [because he loved her so, so much. And she was the best thing that had ever happened to him]

Fiona: [sighs as she drapes her arms around his shoulders] I don't think we're going home.

Derek: Good thing I already booked a hotel. [smirks]

Fiona: [laughs] Smart man.

Derek: I'll text the boys on our way. I already prewarned Cora and Stiles to check on them in the morning.

Fiona: Sounds good to me.

Derek: [and he will lead her away to the cab to take them to a nice beachside hotel, texting the teens on the way that they will be home and there were microwavable waffles and bacon in the fridge for breakfast]

Fiona: [and she will just be leaning against his shoulder as they go and perk up when they arrive] Oooh the beach.

Derek: I thought it would remind you of Hawaii.

Fiona: I love it.

Derek: Good. [and he's going to just kiss her neck a bit]

Fiona: [smiles a bit as she leans into him] I love that too.

Derek: Good. Now, I think as lovely as this dress looks on you, it'll look a lot better on the floor.

Fiona: That's so convenient. I happen to feel the same way about your suit.

Derek: Then I think we should help each other with that goal.

Fiona: Let's do it. [and she will go for his tie and jacket first before moving on to his shirt]

Derek: [grins, leaning in to kiss her as his fingers reach for her hips, inching up that dress to be able to try and get it over her head]

Fiona: [which should be easy enough to do and once all of their clothes are on the floor, onto the bed they go]

Derek: [yup, and if we're wanting to rp out the smut, it's gonna have to wait until tomorrow because I'm getting sleepy]

Fiona: [we can handwave and say they spent a lot of time getting personal adult time while they had a room all to themselves with no children involved]

Derek: [oh yeah, so much adult time. SO MUCH adult time and ended up nice and snuggly in bed]

Fiona: [snuggles into him as she pulls out the ring to look at it again] I really do love this.

Derek: [smiles] I'm glad. I wanted to make sure that this was about all of us. Being a family.

Fiona: Yeah, it is. It's our family. And we worked very hard to keep it.

Derek: And it all started with a cup of coffee.

Fiona: And Scott. Really, the fact that we exist is all Scott's fault.

Derek: Yeah but we don't want that going to his head.

Fiona: [shakes her head] No, we don't. In fact, he's responsible for far too many couples in this family as it is.

Derek: I think Laura is the only one safe from his influence.

Fiona: Yep. Definitely don't want that to go to his head.

Derek: But we don't need to talk about him. Much rather talk about us.

Fiona: [sighs softly] Yes. Especially since you gave me such a pretty ring.

Derek: Pretty ring for a pretty woman.

Fiona: [hums] So you do think I'm pretty.

Derek: Oh yeah. [runs his hand along her cheek]

Fiona: Well, I think you're pretty too.

Derek: Thank you.

Fiona: Unfortunately, I will not stay this pretty forever.

Derek: You are always going to be beautiful to me. Even when you get older and think you aren't, you will be.

Fiona: So even when I have a million wrinkles and my boobs are no longer awesome and I have cottage cheese thighs.

Derek: Even then. [laughs]

Fiona: [sighs] Well, at least I can consider myself lucky that you're going to be pretty forever.

Derek: Genetic trait. But all those wrinkles you will have will be from laughing, your boobs will have been well used, and those thighs well still be strong enough to trap me.

Fiona: [she wrinkles her nose] I think my boobs are probably the part that will bum me out the most.

Derek: Well if you want a boob job to be happy, I can get you a boob job.

Fiona: [she laughs] I don't think that will do it, but I appreciate the offer.

Derek: I promise that I will still nibble on them no matter what they look like [and he nibbled at her neck]

Fiona: [closes her eyes as she tips her head back to give him better access] Good to know.

Derek: I love you.

Fiona: I love you too.

Derek: [and he is going to just kiss her some more]

Fiona: [mmmm lots of kissing. let's just keep doing that for a while]

Derek: [he's good for that. Kissing, and more]

Fiona: [lots more. They have a whole hotel room to themselves]

Derek: [they don't really need to sleep after all]

Fiona: [Nope. They can sleep when they get home.]

Derek: [and those teenagers are so going to judge them coming home in their fancy clothes]

Fiona: [psh. Like she cares about the judgement of teenagers]

Liam: [hey everyone got laid last night. It's all good]

Fiona: [mmmm-hmmm. And how late was Lucy up?]

Liam: [totally was asleep before they went to bed]

Fiona: [mmmmm-hmmm]

Liam: [and he even left you some breakfast]

Fiona: Oooh food. [as they return home]

Liam: Morning kids. You have a good night?

Fiona: My night was excellent. How were things here?

Liam: Good. Lucy went to bed after three stories.

Fiona: Only three? You must have worn her out beforehand.

Liam: Dance party.

Fiona: That'll do it.

Lucy: [comes charging in] DADDY!

Derek: [catches her] Hey sweetie.

Lucy: Did you have fun with Mommy?

Derek: Yes. I took her out for fancy dancing.

Lucy: What's fancy dancing?

Derek: Where you get all dressed up and go dancing with other couples.

Lucy: You were dancing a long time.

Derek: Yes we were. We had a lot of fun.

Lucy: Can you take me fancy dancing next time?

Derek: Sure. We can find a daddy daughter fancy dance party soon.

Lucy: [grins] Okay.

Liam: [puts plates out for breakfast] Here, eat.

Fiona: [and everyone settles around to eat, though Lucy still does not touch the bacon]

Derek: [and that's fine]

Liam: [more for him]

Lucy: [wrinkles her nose] Bacon is yucky.

Derek: You don't have to eat it if you don't want to, Lucy.

Lucy: Okay. [a beat as she reaches for her plate] Can I have more pancakes?

Liam: Sure. I'll just... [and he gives her two of his pancakes and takes her bacon] There you go.

Lucy: [grins as she reaches for the syrup but Fi snatches it up before she grabs it and spills syrup everywhere] Mommy!

Fiona: Don't worry, I've got it. [and she will pour a reasonable amount on her plate, and start cutting up her pancakes] But you have to use your fork, remember?

Lucy: [picks up her safe plastic fork and nods] I remember.

Liam: [looks up the stairs] I think Landon is sleeping in.

Derek: Let him. There's no school today.

Fiona: What about Jacob? Did he give you any trouble last night?

Liam: Nope. He was out at eight thirty and hasn't made a peep since. I checked on him a few times, but he sleeps like Dad.

Fiona: That doesn't surprise me. I'll go see what he's doing. [and she'll head up to the nursery to find her son]

Jacob: [and he is in his crib nomming on the ear of his teddy, kicking his legs in the air happily]

Derek: [and he's going to make sure Lucy eats slowly and talk with Liam about what else may have happened while they were out]

Lucy: [which is very frustrating as she does not want to eat slowly, she just wants to shove her sticky, syrupy pancakes in her face]

Fiona: [grins when she sees him before making her way closer] Hey there, baby boy. You have a good night?

Derek: Lucy, slow down. You don't want to get a stomach ache from your pancakes.

Jacob: [sees his mom and grins, drooling on the bear and kicking his legs more]

Lucy: [sighs] But they're so good though.

Fiona: [she grins at that, before gently taking his bear from him and scooping him up] Are you hungry? Ready for your regular ration of pureed fruits and veggies?

Derek: And the good food lasts longer when you eat slowly. If you eat it all so fast, then it's gone and you have nothing left.

Jacob: [making gurgling noises and curls into her shoulder, hands going for her hair]

Lucy: [sighs some more but slows down, as asked]

Fiona: I will take that as a yes. [and downstairs they go]

Derek: [and he will sneak her some syrup in reward before Fiona gets there]

Liam: [and he's done] I'm going to check on Landon.

Lucy: [and she'll just beam up at him in return]

Fiona: [appears with Jacob who is probably chewing on her hair at this point] We have any peaches left?

Landon: [out cold, dead to the world, so much sleep happening]

Liam: Yeah, I think so. [and he will go and get it before heading upstairs]

Derek: [and he's just smiling back at her before trying to help Fiona get her hair free]

Fiona: [takes it with a smile] Thank you! [And between her and Derek they will get Jacob in his high chair and eating his peaches]

Landon: [still totally sleeping]

Liam: [and he is going to slip into the bedroom and snuggle into his side]

Landon: [hums softly as he curls into him]

Liam: Mom and Dad are home.

Landon: That's nice.

Liam: We have been relieved of babysitting duties.

Landon: Awesome.

Liam: So what do you want to do?

Landon: [mumbles] I dunno, right now I'm kinda good here.

Liam: Here is good. [snuggles into him more]

Landon: But after that ... movie?

Liam: Movie works. Anything in particular?

Landon: Something funny?

Liam: Something at the theatre or something here?

Landon: Whichever is easier.

Liam: Here. We don't have to get out of bed.

Landon: Perfect.