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“Ava, Darling please stay still. The glasses will only slip off like this.” Jill softly reprimanded the little girl and, yet again, straightened the black frames on her little nose.
“When does it start, grandma?” Oliver asked excitedly, staring up at Kate. She had to bite the inside of her cheek to not laugh fondly over the image of him in those much too big glasses on his chubby cheeks. It was ridiculously adorable.
“Any minute now, sweet pea.” Kate said and brushed some of the messy hair away from his forehead. Not that that helped in taming it. Nothing ever helped. He had the same unruly hair as his dad, the same hair as Kate.
In truth, they all looked just as ridiculous as Oliver with their glasses on. Kate was sure she did too. She had wanted to tease Jill about it earlier but had received an icy glare that had shut her up and resulted in a stifled laugh.
“I'm still not sure why I have to be here.” Jill grumbled on Kate's left side, looking decidedly very displeased about her momentary situation.
“Oh, don't be so grumpy, Jillian. The kids will love it.” That much was true. Gordon had informed them that they hadn't talked about anything else all week. And Jill loved those kids like they were her own, so she would truly do every ridiculous thing on this planet to see them smile.
Still, she let out a grumble that might have been words of might have not been words just as the cinema darkened and the curtains opened. The twins immediately sat up straighter, eyes glued to the big screen. Thankfully the movie started immediately, Jill despised ads before movies.
Approximately ten seconds later she wished the movie hadn’t started at all. Her chair shook.
“What on earth…” she mumbled quietly, even though there really was no need for that. Multiple dozens kids around them were speaking and screaming, their grandchildren included. Jill tightly grabbed the armrests and did not let go for dear life.
From there on it only got worse. A gush of cold wind hit them right in the face, her ankles were sprayed with water, her chair moved around, made her jump up and down and be thrown left and right and constantly things seemed to fly right at them. The kids were delighted, Kate seemed calmly pleased and Jill thought she was in hell.
“This is a nightmare, Katherine.” She grumbled halfway through.
“It’s fun, Jill.”
“It's truly not.” She let out a rather undignified yelp when something brushed along her feet, a quick look at the screen explained that it was supposed to be small mice running around on the screen. Jill pulled her feet up.
“I find it's quite fun, and the kids do too. So be nice.” Kate said with a finality that Jill knew all too well and could not argue with. And it was true, looking left and right she saw delighted grins, sparkling eyes and loud giggles whenever something happened. Ava and Oliver were having the time of their lives and how could Jill ever not like what made them so happy?
Still, later at home with the kids asleep she let Kate know that she would never set foot in a 4D movie ever again. 3D was hell enough.