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matildahunt:

 Matilda had trusted Clary to take Djo out for the night while she had dinner with her siblings. She did this for two reasons. One: her siblings tended to get smashed and she didn’t want her beautiful Djo around that for a first impressive of Matilda’s brothers. Two: she wanted Djo to go out and meet new people so she had friends in this town as well. Matilda was always encouraging her to get out, meet folks and make friends.  Okay and the third reason was that honestly it had been so long since she had seen her brothers. She just wanted to be selfish and have an evening alone with her brothers. Something she was lucky her open minded girlfriend understood.

   Matilda hummed along with the classical music she had playing while she chopped some more fresh herbs to put in the asparagus soup. She was making a nice 4 course Meal. For appetizers, she had made herb and goat cheese crostini’s that she would broil before serving so it would be lightly golden before she topped it with some fresh tomatoes and basil. For the second course, she was making a creamy asparagus soup with an herb cream drizzle to add before serving. For the main course, she had roasting a duck with baby veggies roasted in the drippings. She was letting the duck cool before she was going to carve it and make a sauce from the left-over drippings to drizzle over the meat and veggies. For dessert, she had made a mousse trio, one of milk chocolate with fresh mint, one white chocolate with raspberry syrup and finally a dark chocolate with espresso creamed whip topping.

    Matilda smiled proudly at her selection for the night and she took a sip of the white wine she had opened to enjoy while she cooked. Before she left New Orleans, her family had a chef that cooked for her and her siblings. She had learned a lot since the last time they sat down for a meal. She knew she had made way too much but she could just take some left overs to Clary the next day. She was already planning to make her some sugar cookies with a surprise strawberry filling as a thank you for her help.  Matilda glanced at the clock and smiled. Her brothers should be arriving any minute. 

Dinner dates with the youngest sibling required just as much attention as his usual meetings with the opposite sex so Damien made sure to look his best, it was something he and Matilda shared, a certain vanity that extended to many things.

So, armed with three crates of the most expensive wine, a bouquet of spring flowers and an overnight bag, Damien drove to Matilda’s place in anticipation for a much needed family dinner. He had always enjoyed his youngest sister’s cooking, her caring nature made for a lovely trait and he often amused himself with enjoying a blissful married life with a doting wife who cooks and cares for him. Of his numerous marriages, he had been lucky to experience it quite a couple of times but it was his tendency to get so easily bored with the silly mortals that often resulted in their tragic end. 

“It smells wonderful in here, Ducky,” he commented as he entered the kitchen, handing her the flowers he had bought from Magdeline’s shop, “This is why I keep killing my wives– nobody compares to you,” he teased.

Kai had to admit he wasn’t so sure about this whole dinner thing. He wasn’t the most sure about being around his family gain after his extended time apart. He had enjoyed the alone time, but he wouldn’t willingly admit to missing having them close. Though he hadn’t confided in Damien as of late, he had once upon a time. Naturally, Matilda had pulled out all the stops on this dinner. No surprise there. “You always manage to outdo yourself every time,” he quipped, giving his brother a nod as he passed to give Matilda a kiss on the cheek. “I will try and be on my best behavior. No promises.” It was a joke, one she should have known well by now.