Angus came back downstairs with an oversized diaper bag on his shoulder and a baby in each arm. Khaat followed with a bag over her shoulder as well.
"So how much did you pack, Khaat?" Brian couldn't help laughing. He knew how she usually packed.
"I behaved myself," Khaat announced proudly.
"That would be a first," He said, standing up, balancing on his crutches.
"I'm ignoring that," Khaat said. "Bring the girls, Angus, would you?" She took Brian's arm and portkeyed out to the living room of the villa in Tuscany. But she purposely made it a bit tougher for him to land on his feet. She was determined that he wasn't going to find it easy to deal with. She watched him stumble, his crutches clattering to the floor. She used her wand in order to keep him from reinjuring his knee.
He ended up falling on his behind on the floor. He looked up at her scowling. "You did that on purpose," He said.
"I did?" she asked innocently. His scowl only became deeper at her. He had deserved it, and they both knew it, though, so he wasn't going to stay angry with her for long.