I was sitting at the piano, composing. I turned to see Christine playing with Gustave. My heart fluttered just seeing them together. She started singing to Gustave and I turned to mush. He was just as entranced by her as I was. I stood from the piano and made my way over to them. Christine smiled and reached up to kiss me. I gently kissed her and nipped at her lips. She purred as I pulled away.
"Later."
I smiled. I kissed Gustave's forehead and took him from Christine. I tossed him playfully. He giggled and I could feel Christine's nervous eyes on me.
"Be careful.
It's fine Angel!"
I chuckled. I acted as if I were going to drop him and she hit me playfully.
"I'm going to make supper.
Do you need help?
Just entertain him while I cook please?
Of course. Are you going to make his dinner too?
I was going to make mashed potatoes, he can eat those.
Ah, yes he can."
She quickly kissed Gustave and I then scurried off to the kitchen. I scanned her beautiful form. She caught me looking and gave me a look.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. You're so beautiful.
Uh-huh."
She rolled her eyes and shook her head at me. I took Gustave to the piano.
"How about a music lesson son?"
He gurgled and smiled as soon as I sat in front of the piano. I started to play the lullaby I had composed for him when he was first born. I reached for the keys and pressed them with his tiny fists. His fists trailed my fingers. The patterns in which he pressed the keys almost sounded like a song. I smiled and let him play. He looked up at me in confusion.
"You want me to play?"
I reached for the piano and he giggled. I chuckled at him.
"Alright, if you insist."
I started to play an older piece of mine. At first he watched my hands in amazement. Then he happily smashed the keys and laughed. We played and laughed.
"Boys. Supper!"
I smiled and stood with Gustave in my arms.
"Smell that son? Mother's cooking. I think we're blessed to have her don't you?"
He smiled and rested his head on my shoulder. Christine greeted us with a smile.I put Gustave in his high chair then sat down to eat. Thinking back on how my life has turned around made my heart flutter. I looked at my wife and son happily before me. I couldn't ask for anything better.
THE END
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Once Upon Another Time...
FanfictionSequel to "Erik my Angel" and "Christine my Flower". What how Erik and Christine live out their lives. How they react to the Opera Populaire being rebuilt and how they raise their children.