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“What do you mean she doesn’t want to use it? She has no choice…” “Uncle, it’s not set in stone…” “It’s a tradition. The Cassadine prince shall have a patronymic…” “And Cassadine traditions are what built the family to the greatness it enjoys today, right, Uncle…?” “Touché….” “Besides, we haven’t even been told what gender the baby is…” “So I still have time to convince you…” “I’m not the one you have to convince…” “Are you or are you not the Prince, Nikolas?” “I am…that doesn’t mean I’m necessarily head of the household, though…” Stefan laughed. “Understood….well, call again next week…Chloe wants to talk to Gia about the dress design…” “I will…warn her though….Gia has definite ideas about that…” “I’m sure she has definite ideas about everything…” *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* “He wants to name the baby what?” “Mom, I told you….Ivan Nikolaevich Cassadine…” “Sounds like a dead white guy to me, sis…” “Hey, Marcus…have a seat…I was just telling Mom we have to allow a little bit for the Cassadine family traditions…” Taggert sat down and cast a knowing glance at Darius who stood at the entrance way to Kelly’s… “And I was just telling her that I think having the wedding in Greece is a big enough allowance, thank you…” “That is true, Gia…besides…Ivan’s a terrible name..” he said, letting out a little chuckle.. Gia looked at him sternly…“Very funny…but you’re right…it is…but don't worry...I've already told Nikolas that won't fly...Oh, hey, look…it’s Nikolas’ Aunt Alexis…” “Hello, all….how’s the newest member of the family doing…?” Florence liked Alexis and it showed. “She’s doing fine, Ms. Davis, just fine…although I was telling my daughter that now she doesn’t have to worry about money, she should avail herself of an education like you did…” “Well, I didn’t exactly have the classical Cassadine upbringing…but I assure you she can get that if she wants…” “Oh she does, she does…” “Mom, I can speak for myself…and what I really want to know is how you managed to be in that family and not get some clunky name like Olga…” “My name actually is Natasha….” “Well…that’s not that bad….where’d you get Alexis…?” “It’s a long story…” Florence spoke up… “Well, I’m sure Gia will want to hear it…one thing I want to be sure of…your mother will not be attending this wedding, will she?…I don’t want her anywhere near my baby after what she did to Miss Morgan…” ''My mother…?…Oh, you think Helena’s my mother?…” Alexis started to chuckle, and it rose into a belly laugh. She couldn’t help it, that was funny. “She’s not?…what’s so funny? .” “Lord no…I’m sorry… that’s another long story…but rest assured, Helena is NOT my mother…oh..that’s one of the funniest things I’ve heard in a while…” “But will she be attending…?” “Mom, Nikolas told me his grandmother had a stroke…” “Yes, Mrs. Campbell, Helena is a threat to no one…in fact, Chloe tells me she can barely communicate….she’s having to teach her a whole new way of letting people know what she needs..” Taggert let out a deep breath… “I have to hand it to Chloe…helping that woman even though she’s the main suspect in what happened to her….” Alexis’s smile dropped from her face. “Now, Lieutenant, you know as well as I do…she’s more than a suspect…she’s guilty…” Gia was exasperated… “What’s the point of talking about this? The woman can’t even talk…” *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Chloe sat a small package wrapped in red paper in her lap… Helena looked down…. then nervously stared back at Chloe… “Oh, I’ll open it for you…you’ll love it…” She quickly undid the wrapping paper, and opened the box… “See?….Don’t you like it….” Helena looked down…saw the silver gleaming from the box…and looked at Chloe, confused… “Here…let me help you….” She took it from the box and stuck it in Helena’s mouth. “Blow once for yes, and twice for no…” Helena looked at her as if she had knives shooting from her eyeballs… “Do you like it?” Two notes sounded from the brand new silver kazoo…. “…you don’t…I’m disappointed…”…Chloe began to stroke Helena’s hair…her hands moved down Helena’s face… “ I thought you’d like it…so you can respond when Nikolas asks you if you’re happy for he and Gia at the wedding next week…and you will be happy for them…won’t you Helena…”… Her fingers began to trace the orbits of Helena’s eyes….she then touched her eyelids…and slid a fingernail slowly across the eyeball itself… “WON’T you, Helena…?” A single long note sounded from the kazoo… Chapter 20 Back to the: Library
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