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colin was always crumbly, crumbs of biscuits in his hair, in his pockets, in his cravat. he dips his hands into his pockets to pull out coins to pay the bill at the gentleman’s club and crumbs fall out with it. anthony mocks him in jest for keeping up with his insatiable appetite while married with a child so much that he is hiding biscuits in his pockets to eat, benedict jumps to his defense that a hungry colin is an angry unbearable colin, he laughs off their comments because he understands that he absolutely has an insatiable appetite but unfortunately that trait has been passed down to his ginger baba, his utterly cute child. he would do anything for that child and if the price to pay is staying crumbly then there is nothing wrong with it.
he stops by his mother’s abode for pets and a little chat, she dusts his shoulders because for some reason they are coated by crumbs of sugary biscuits, she warns him of the possibility of endearing ants to himself and he laughs off her bickering, this was a little price to pay for his ginger baba’s happiness, his mother hands him a box of macarons and two bottles of milk to deliver to his wife and son for her, she also reminds him to send them her well wishes as she shoos him away.
colin walks the rest of the distance home and his path is blocked by an eager eloise heading back home from the featherington estate, it would be her tenth visit of the week, he would provide her with a room and a comfortable spot in their home in a heartbeat if she wanted but she insists on the regular visits, since the news of how his son had been named after her by penelope she had been at her brightest and was commonly swiping his child out of his sight to train him, in her words to become a better man, she was often seen having full blown conversations of life with him and he was barely a year old, it often warmed colin’s heart. eloise comments on his crumbly nature as she fishes her scarf to give him a dust down in the middle of the road with her hands swiping at his legs in earnest, she rises up just as quickly to comment on the milk and gives him some sweets to go with them, he thanks her and continues down the path.
he arrives home and is met with chatter and laughter, hyacinth and gregory were in a conquest for elliot’s hand in bestfriendship and penelope was almost falling off her seat out of laughter watching them make comical gestures and noises, although elliot is no where to be seen, penelope looked thoroughly entertained, she looks up at him with tears of laughter in her eyes and his heart melts some more, it always did for her. gregory pulls hyacinth with him as they announce their departure, hyacinth comments on the crumbly pieces of biscuit on his hair and gregory bellows out a laugh as they both depart, he throws back a dig at how her dress doesn’t match her shoe but he is unsure if it hit. penelope tuts at him in endearment and climbs her height stool as she beckons him towards herself, she coos at his pacifier charm chain and picks out pieces of sandy biscuits from his hair, he leans for a kiss but is denied one in mockery, she talks on and on about how he is going to spoil elliot rotten if he continues with his attitude of giving him everything he wants, he comments on his attitude of spoiling her rotten by giving her everything she wants and is met with a forehead peck, they stay like that together, her on her height stool with her hands in his hair, his hands on her waist, her tongue sticking out in concentration as she picks at him, he looks up at her in adoration. he asks for elliot and is directed to the drawing room, he pulls away from her dropping a mini kiss to her nose as he heads for the drawing room picking up the snacks he had dropped on the table so his hands could grab penelope, his ginger baba giggles fill the air, he is thoroughly being obviously entertained.
he sights francesca sat across the piano playing a mini tune, the music fills the air, kate, baby edmund and baby elliot seem to be having a mini moment of giggles and more giggles, kate is speaking incoherently but the two cuties seem to understand her perfectly, he dawdles a little before coming in from behind to swoop elliot off of his sitting spot, he is met with shrieky reactions and more laughter, mini chants of papa, papa and more laughter, edmund holds himself up wanting the same swoopy movement and he responds to the adorable child with the same enthusiasm, there is more laughter as elliot seems ready to go again, he continues his action of swinging them around until small hands tug him from behind, he would recognize those hands in his sleep, he halts his movements as his delivers edmund to kate and elliot to francesca whom had stopped playing and was watching his movements with a huge smile on her face, he holds the small hands in his and delivers the milk and macarons to both women, he slides a sugary biscuit into edmund and elliot’s hands, he turns towards his wife who chastises him and reminds him of how the babies could probably not grow out of wanting him to lift them around, he comments on his strength as he swoops her off her feet too, he is met with a sharper more shrieky reaction as penelope pounds at his chest in embarrassment, he basks with pride as he thanks the two women and head out with his wife who wouldn’t stop commenting on the crumbs.