When they went back in, Angus and Marcus saw that things appeared to be under control.
"Robert says he'll check on Poppy in the morning, but he would like us to make sure her dressing doesnt need changed tonight," Angus told him.
"I'll look after that. You'll be alright for a few minutes?"
"I'll stay inside so you can do that. If you find out where my children are, let me know, won't you? It's getting dark, and I at least would like to know where they're at."
"Okay," Marcus said. Marcus went downstairs, and he found all the kids downstairs in the girls' bedroom. They were playing board game together--a wizarding questing game of sorts. Each player had drawn five cards of things they needed to find that were either obtainable on the board or by taking them from other players. The first player to collect all five of their quest items and get home without having their items stolen along the way would win the game. The girls had thought it would be an easy little game, but Sam was far more competitive than they had given him credit for. Someone would collect some of their items, and Sam would swipe them, even if he didn't need them himself, just to keep someone else from winning. Victor decided to turn the tables on Sam and start swiping Sams's stuff.
"Who's winning?" Marcus asked.
"I am," Sam said.
"You are not," Anise scowled. "He would like to win, but the rest of us have other ideas."
"Good. Poppy, how's your surgery dressing?"
"I just changed that about five minutes ago," Ginger said. "It was getting pretty wet. Same color as her dressing last night. I didn't see any swelling around the wound."
"Listen to you," Marcus laughed. "You're going to be a fine healer some day. You sure you still want to be a wizarding veterinarian?"
"I don't know now, actually. I've liked being helpful to Poppy."
"Mind if I take a peek?" Marcus asked Poppy. He lifted one edge of the dressing and then replaced it. "You're right, Ginger. It's looking very good. And good work on the dressing change. Oh, and don't forget about your homework, you lot. Tomorrow is Sunday. Don't wait until bedtime tomorrow to get to it."
"We won't," the girls reassured him. Marcus left them to their game, secured the downstairs and then went over to Edward's side, and secured that side. He found Edward and Simone with Evan and Tara, and they were all playing a murder mystery board game. Someone had made a batch of popcorn and gotten out some beers, so they were munching and playing.
Marcus came back to Angus and Ruby's side and secured the upstairs and the main floor.
"Everyone seems to be having fun except us," Marcus said. "The kids are all downstairs playing a questing game, and the other grown ups are over next door playing some sort of murder mystery game. And here we four are doing absolutely nothing."
"We have two babies. There aren't any dull moments with them until they go to sleep," Angus said, "and then, we're usually cleaning up the high chairs, the floors, the walls, by the time they're done flinging food."
"They'll improve with their table skills. Give them time. They won't be little barbarians forever. Lookat Abbey. she doesn't fling food."
"Well, she never really did," Angus said. "We would give her berries at every meal, and she was far more interested in making sure she didn't lose one single berry."
"Oh, that's right. I forgot about the hell we paid if we didn't have berries on the table."
"She still thinks berries need to be on the table at every meal."