Disclaimer: The Sound of Music belongs to 20th Century Fox. I hate having to say that all the time, it's so frustrating!
Author's Note: I had this little scene at the back of my head yesterday evening, and it just wouldn't go away, so I got up at two in the morning just to write it (I'm crazy, I know, lol).
I hope you will enjoy it as much as I did writing it!
By the way, has anyone seen the film Darling Lili with Julie Andrews and Rock Hudson? My mother bought it a couple of days ago when we were visiting my grand-mother in London (maybe I haven't told you but my mother's English, which helps me a lot to write this story!). Anyway, Julie is wonderful in it! I highly recommend it to you!
So, as usual, if you enjoyed this chapter even a small bit, please review! Without your support, I'm lost! Lol!
Now, on with the show!
11 months later:
Georg came back from town, late in the afternoon, where he had had some business to attend to. He was welcomed by Frau Schmidt, who upon having heard the car, was waiting for him at the front door.
"Good afternoon Captain."
"Good afternoon Frau Schmidt. Where is the baroness?" he asked, while taking his coat off and giving it to the faithful housekeeper.
"I believe she's in her bedroom sir, resting as you suggested it to her earlier."
"Thank you." And he climbed the stairs two at a time, eager to see his young bride.
The housekeeper smiled at the sight of him. It was marvelous to see the Captain so happy again. She couldn't help laughing thinking that he hadn't seen her for only a few hours, and it seemed that they had been apart for weeks.
In those short eleven months, so many things had changed in the Von Trapp household. The children had accepted Maria as their new mother straight away. It always amazed the elderly women how Maria seemed to handle everything concerning the children so well. She adored them, and they adored her. She always seemed to know exactly what to say, or what to do when ever one of them had a problem. She was never tired of playing outdoor games with them, reading bed time stories or singing to the two little ones before kissing them goodnight.
She and Liesl could talk for hours in the garden, walking arms in arms. Being only a few years older than Liesl, Maria could understand her very well, and give her advices, as a friend and a mother would.
She had even started to give Kurt cooking lessons! But she had quickly abandoned the idea…
Frau Schmidt remembered the night Maria and Kurt had wanted to cook diner for the family. They had spent three hours locked in the kitchen that afternoon. After a while, Louisa had come in to see if the dinner was progressing, for they were all starting to get hungry. Kurt, very proud of himself, had presented to his sister his first attempt of a home made pie.
Frau Schmidt couldn't help laughing out loud at the memory of what had happened next.
Well, Kurt's pie hadn't really looked like a pie to be honest. And Louisa had roared with laughter at the sight of it. Kurt had looked up at Maria, silently seeking her support. Maria really had tried hard not to laugh too.
"Well, it's not bad for a first try." She offered trying really hard not to smile, but failing miserably.
"Oh please, don't make me laugh any more! My stomach is hurting me!" Louisa said, drying the tears of laughter that had fallen from her eyes. But she burst again, holding the table to support her.
Maria couldn't help to join in the laughter, and soon, the two of them were laughing so hard they were nearly crying.
The rest of the children, who were all waiting for them in the sitting room, heard the laughter coming from the kitchen, and went to see what was going on. They opened the door to see Maria and Louisa, holding their stomach while laughing, and Kurt, looking red and embarrassed, holding a plate of what seemed to be a weird looking cake marinating in white liquid.
"What is it?" Brigitta asked him, while staring skeptically at the plate.
"Apple pie with whipped cream! What do you think?!"
"Apple pie! It looks more like cat food mixed with milk to me!"
"Well next time, you can make the desert yourself if you're not happy! And Louisa, stop laughing like a hyena!
"I'm sorry, but I can't help it!" she cried out, and then burst laughing again. But her laughter was cut short by something soggy hitting her on the face.
"What the…" She put her hand on her face, only to see it was covered with Kurt's "cake".
"Oh, just you wait!" And she grabbed the bowl of whipped cream on the table and poured it on top of him.
"Children, please!" Maria shouted, seeing this was not going well. But before she could say anything else, mashed potatoes went flying in her hair. "What the…"
"Oh no! I'm so sorry mother! It was meant for Louisa, not you!" Kurt said, looking at Maria, frightened of how she was going to react.
But Maria only took the rest of the cream left in the bowl from Louisa's hand, and with the spoon, aimed directly at Kurt.
All the children stared at her in astonishment, and suddenly burst laughing. And soon, it was a food battle field in the kitchen. Food was flying all over the place, in every direction.
Georg, who had been working in his study, heard the screams coming from the kitchen, and went to see what was going on.
As he opened the kitchen door, he too received some mashed potato right in the middle of his forehead.
"Oh my goodness! Darling, I'm so sorry!" Maria cried out, her hand over her mouth.
The Captain looked at his family in astonishment. They were all covered in different kinds of food from head to toe. He couldn't even see Marta and Gretl's face anymore. It was covered with green, white, yellow and orange patterns.
Maria hurried towards him, a clean towel in her hand.
"Oh sweetheart, don't scold! It was an accident, I'm sorry! She told him while wiping the mess on his forehead.
"Would someone please tell me what's going on here?" He asked more astonished than angry.
"Well you see, I was trying to teach Kurt how to cook and, well, he baked this apple pie, and.."
"What apple pie?" the Captain asked, looking for any signs of apple pie amongst the rest of the food covering all of the kitchen table and floor.
"The one on the table sweetheart."
"You mean this?!" He pointed at the rest of Kurt's cake.
"Why, yes!"
And he burst out laughing.
Maria couldn't stop herself from smiling. "Well you see darling, Louisa and I had somewhat the same reaction as you, and well Kurt, rightly so, was upset, and, hem, that's when the food battle started." She finished staring at him.
"I see!" The captain finally managed to say, when his laughter had finally stopped. "Maria, you are many things. Not the least of which is repetitious!"
"Why does this sound so familiar?" she joked.
"Fredrick, Kurt!"
"Yes Father?"
"You're with me! We'll show those girls how men fight!"
And they all continued their food fighting, until no food was left to throw in the kitchen.
"All right girl, you win!" The captain said after a while. "We surrender!"
"Hurray!" the girls shouted.
"Now, I think you should all run back upstairs and get cleaned up. I think I should take you out to dine in town tonight!"
"Cool! We're going to the restaurant!"
And they all headed upstairs, to get showered and changed.
"As for you, Maria!" he said catching her and rapping his arms tightly around her waste.
"Yes Captain?" she replied playfully.
"You are going to get punished for letting those children behave like that!"
"And what will my punishment be? She asked before putting her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately on the lips.
"I'll tell you all about it tonight, when the children are asleep." he said, a twinkle in his eyes.
"I'm looking forward to hearing it!" she answered before kissing him again, lightly on the lips.
Yes, this had been a memorable day!
But the biggest change in the family had arrived one month ago. And this change had turned Maria and Georg's world upside down, in the best sense of course!
Georg opened his and Maria's bedroom door cautiously. And the sight he saw warmed his heart. Maria was in her rocking chair, holding their one month year old little baby girl, singing softly to her, trying to make her fall asleep.
She looked up, only to see her husband staring at them, a proud look on his face.
"Hello darling." She whispered.
He came to her and kissed her lips softly.
"Are you preventing mummy from getting any rest again?" he asked his daughter while stroking her soft golden baby hair.
"She's tired, but she won't go to sleep." Maria smiled.
"Can I try?"
"Of course you can darling!" And she gently placed the baby in her father's arms.
"What shall I sing to you my little love? How about Edelweiss? It's your parents' special song."
As he began singing softly to the little baby, Maria watched Georg and their youngest daughter lovingly. She would never be able to thank God enough for having brought Georg back in her life again, and than, for having blessed her with Emma. Life could not get any better, she was convinced of it. Some mornings, she nearly had to pinch herself to make sure she was not dreaming. She had everything she could ever dream of: a husband who adored her, and whom she adored, and eight wonderful children.
The song ended, and Emma had fallen asleep in her father's arms. Georg kissed the top of her head softly, and then gently laid her down in her crib, which was at the bottom of their bed.
He stared at her in amazement. He could not remember having seen a more beautiful baby than Emma. He knew he must have felt the same way for each of his children, but all the same, he couldn't help thinking she was perfect. Her pink rosy cheeks, her soft blond hair, and her beautiful blue eyes reminded him of Maria. Yes, she really was perfect!
Maria encircled her arms around his waist, and put her head against his back.
"She's her father's daughter."
"And what is that suppose to mean, baroness?" He whispered, turning around to face his wife, smiling.
"Oh, nothing special. She just is."
"I love you Maria Von Trapp."
"And I love you Georg Von Trapp." She whispered before he claimed her lips for another good afternoon kiss.
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