ooc: sorry for spelling errors. ^^;


After making a stop at a quaint little shop on Elm and picking up two kites and a camera, the Heart siblings hopped back into the cherry and white convertable and drove all the way to Redway park listening to the Stray Cats. Adelie was excited to spend time with her dear brother doing something as positively charming as having a little picnic and flying kites at a sunny park. The entire way to Redway she was smiling and giggling, pointing out people with tiny dogs on the street or funny signs in store windows.

When they came to their destination and parked the car, Adelie hopped out and immediately took their kites and camera from inside the convertable. The girl looked up at the sky and decided it was perfect flying weather for kites, then she glanced to her brother and waited for him to grab the blanket from the trunk.

She was ready when he was!

Valentine had to double back along the street twice to find a parking place, much to Adelie's avail. The park would be crowded. He wondered idly as his sister leaped out of the car with the energy of a grasshopper on crack how many other kids were taking advantage of the weather and flying kites in the park. As far as he could see over the trees at the entrance, none.

He popped the trunk and got out, pushing down the lock button. "Don't forget to lock the door, please, Addie," he told her, pocketing his keys and moving to the end of the car to retrieve the blanket.

He stepped up onto the sidewalk and lead the way into the park. He held out a hand towards the pile she carried. "Let me carry something," he told her, waiting for the lunch box or the kites to be placed in his hands. "Let me be your pack mule and you just worry about finding us the perfect place, eh?"

"I know!" She went back to check if she had locked the door -- which she had in the first place -- and quickly caught up with her brother.

The day's wind and sun were constant, and due to that she had no qualms about the detour they had taken to pick up their kites and camera. She hopped onto the sidewalk beside Valentine and upon his offer handed him the blanket and his own kite. "Okay," she agreed. "But be thankful you don't actually look like a mule." Didn't mean he couldn't behave like one if he wanted to! Let him carry the blanket and kite, what fourteen-year-old would have passed that offer up?

Adelie enjoyed the walk into the park, even if they had to begin a short distance from the entrance. The grass was trimmed nicely and was a lively shade of green to match the healthy trees; the sun poured through and made warm patterns on the vast lawns which made the youth want to lay there for hours and bask luxuriously. There were some people there, but it wasn't overly crowded and, surprisingly, no one else was flying a kite.

"I wonder why we're the only ones with kites," she asked aloud. "Not that I'm complaining. It's such a good day for it though." It was beyond her why no one else had thought of such an obvious idea so well suited for a day like this one.

As the path went on it came to a wide curve with a huge field and only one or two trees near the actually walkway. There was a mother and her two small sons a distance away, far enough to allow Valentine and Adelie plenty of room to fly their kites. "Do you like this place?" She deviated from the path and jogged a few feet or so toward the shade of the few trees. "We could have our picnic in the shade and fly the kites there," Adelie nodded toward the green, (almost) empty field. With a hopeful smile her gaze returned to her brother, whom she was certain would say yes.

Valentine kept his own smile secret when she doubled back just to make sure she had locked the door, despite her huffy, teenage 'I know'. He basically followed his sister instead of leading her through the park. He allowed her to scope out the place for her perfect planned picnic.

Valentine carried the blanket rolled up under his arm and the kite in one fist, since is was still in pieces and wrapped in its original packaging. "Because flying a kite takes patience and spirit and no one else has a free spirit anymore," came his reply to her wondering. "Besides that, with video games and computer games and the internet, who wants to go outside anymore?" He smiled. Normally, Valentine likes to be outside but never, if he didn't have a sister, would he have chosen to fly a kite.

When Adelie choose her perfect spot and smiled his encouragement. "Perfect," he agreed. And It was. The area of treeless field would save him from climbing into a tree and scraping himself up and the shade of the picnic was perfect to keep the sun out of their eyes and let them have a cool undisturbed lunch.

Valentine dropped his kite beside the roots of the tree and unrolled the blanket, tossing it into the air and holding onto two corners, spreading the blanket. He walked around it and tugged the corners until the blanket lay flat and unwrinkled. "Right here?" he confirmed with her.

Adelie listened to his answer, which she thought could be heard as cynical, but also truthful. She looked thoughtful for a moment while her brother commented on how perfect the place was, then confirmed once more. "Mhm," she nodded and snapped out of it.

The sun was lovely here and the grass was warm so she took her shoes off. When the blanket was ready she sat down and stretched her legs out in front of her, wiggling her toes in the shade and sun. Adelie was very content at that moment, she very much enjoyed doing things like this -- especially with Valentine.

"Are you hungry now?" Adelie turned and looked over her shoulder at her adored brother. "Or do you want to fly the kites first?"

She watched the mother and her two sons for a moment longer, one of them was laughing very loudly and it made her smile briefly. Then she turned all the way around and tugged the bag with their camera in it over to herself, took the camera out and began unwrapping it from it's yellow cardboard and plastic packaging.

Valentine smiled when she took off her shoes, and though he didn't usually remove his shoes in public for any reason, he followed suit, tucking his socks down inside his shoes so he wouldn't loose them.

The young man leaned back until his back was against the tree trunck and folded his arms loosely across his chest. "We can put the kites togather," he told her. He knew what she wanted, she wanted to fly kites. Food was only a necessity and would only be eaten when she really got hungry. He knew because really, he too lived his life in such a way.

"Then we can eat," he finished, picking up the packaged kite, ripping the top of the package open, and pouring the content onto the blanket. It used to be a kite came with a string, two sticks, and a material to stretch across. Now it seemed that everything had gone technical in the world, the kite included with it's twenty-four seperate pieces. Rediculous.



OOC: sorry it took so long. I had to drive back up here to VA and that drive really wipes you out when you go it alone.

ooc no problem, don't worry about it! x3

Adelie noticed her brother had suddenly become barefoot, and was pleased that either the lovely scenery or her own lack of shoes had influenced Valentine. Her little fingers finally rescued the disposable camera from its plastic casing, and she read the instructions on the back. Well, she actually just glanced at them and picked out a few keywords like 'outdoor' and 'flash'.

"Okay, that sounds good to me!" She was really looking forward to kite flying. The small bit of food she brought could wait for later; it hadn't even crossed her mind that there might not be enough to actually fill them.

The younger of the siblings went back to looking at the mother and her children for a moment (one of which was crying over something) while she scanned the park for a nice place to take a picture. Eventually her gaze wandered back to her brother, and just as he was thinking how ridiculous the kite was, Adelie snapped a photo and laughed.

"Hahaha! Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Next time I'll warn you," she said between giggles, the camera still perched in her hands. "But it was so funny! Your dislike for the kite was apparent in your expression." She said in a mock-voice of an art critic.

"Anyway, do you want a nice one now?" Adelie said pleasantly while the last of her laughter was suppressed.

Her picture probably captured a frown. Valentine, with his dark hair and his light skin often made the rest of the colors in the picture very vibrant. The bark at his back would look browner, the sky bluer, the grass impeccably crisp and green. He would be porcelain and his hair would be onyx and shining, even in the shade. His eyes would be so blue the picture would have difficulty expressing the color. There would be a small frown settled between his dark eyebrows, his lips pulled into an almost annoyed position, the kite pieces on his lap and on the blanket.

His family took one hell of a family portrait. Unfortunately, the family portrait always bore eyes that the picture just couldn't quite capture without making it look urethral.

He looked up at her, blinking when the flash cleared from his eyes, and frowned again. “Didn’t you know,” he told her, fitting two pieces together, “that the camera steals your soul?” He snapped the pieces in place and went on a hunt for the next piece. Finding it he looked up and smiled at her. “Of course, between mom’s family portraits and your photography I’m sure I haven’t a sliver of soul left in me.” His eyes sparkled with amusement. At least when Addie took pictures it didn’t require stuffy suits with tight ties and poofy dresses with a ton of lace beneath. It didn’t involve standing in front of the mirror with curling irons or straighteners, neither of which a young man should ever have to be subjected too and of which a young girl winces at the thought of.

“Say cheese?” he asked, still smiling.