I wanna see the sun rising > Mason

[Eddison Mavis James]

Sometimes you’d find it hard to believe the Ackers twins had grown up and left home already, particularly if you walked into their father’s place. The house was already decorated for Christmas, tinsel, lights and festive garlands everywhere. Stockings with Mason and Eddie’s names on them hung gently from the ‘fireplace’, next to one for Sara, despite the fact their eldest sibling refused to even answer her fathers calls since the day he left her mother. Despite the fact it wasn’t the same house they’d lived in since they’d first moved to America, their was little about this Christmas that was abnormal, their was even their ‘first Christmas’ baubles hanging off the tree. Probably the most amusing part, to Eddison at least, was the fact their father continued to buy them an advent calendar. Since their dad was currently at work, Eddie had curled her body up into his chair, a big board on her lap and the advent calender on the arm, behind where her back was turned, sucking on the chocolate that should have been removed three days ago but, due to the fact Eddie had been preoccupied with a wedding and an injured best friend, had been completely forgotten about.

Quickly shifting the chocolate under her tongue, the young blond pulled a sticky tab from the bottom of her seating chart and started scanning her page, turning to her twin brother. “What do you think about putting Grandma Mavis next to Kayla? They both like a good old gossip and I think Kayla would be more than happy to ply her with sherry.” She loved her fiancée to bits and pieces, but she didn’t trust him to have the logic to place all their friends and family on tables for the reception. They’d been lucky to have Dylan on board, he’d been a life saver, especially after Eddie got hurt and they planned to rush their wedding through to just before Christmas. She thought she was done, it was only when she got three days from the days of her nuptuals that Eddie realized quite how much still needed to be done. She’d gone to get her nails done the day before with Maggie, and she had a hair and facial appointment the next day, so that was her sorted, and she trusted that if he couldn’t sort himself out, Dylan would have been on Bastian about what he needed to do.

If she could only get this seating chart finished, she’d feel so much better about things. She needed to go down on Thursday and get the tables and everything set up ready to go. She wasn’t panicked though, the part of her that was worried about having the perfect day and the perfect wedding were quelled every time she could feel that tiny flutter in her stomach that reminded her how much she just loved Sebastian, the reasons she was marrying him and that, more than anything in the world, she just wanted to make this family all her own. That little feeling was there right then, the feeling that at first she’d thought must be gas or a dodgy stomach, but soon became apparent to be her baby moving around, making its mother aware of its presence. It was something she shared with her twin when he wanted her to, the ability to send him her thoughts and feelings coming in so handy when you wanted to share something with him that no one else in the world would have been able to.

[Mason Ackers]

Perhaps it was just the fact that mason lacked such things as romantic bones, or the any idea of what a girl might find to be important when it came to a relationship, perhaps it had a lot to do with the fact that when it came to his own relationship, he was still very much wearing stabilisers, but when it all came down to it, he couldn’t quite get his head round why his sister was so excited to be marrying Sebastian. From what he’d seen, and heard Dylan nattering on about, the entire thing seemed to be a lot of stress and hassle when all he wanted for his sister was to be happy. He understood that this meant she would spent the rest of her life with her husband, that her last name would change and she would no longer be Eddison Ackers... but as far as Mason could see, she could do everything she was going to do when she was married, without getting married right?

Nothing seemed to prove his point more in fact, then when he watched his sister faff around with the seating chart. I mean seriously, a seating chart? He understood the logistics of it of course, making sure everyone had a seat where they were going to feel comfortable, but at the same time... a seating chart?!?! The idea of the thing literally blew the young man’s mind, and he was glad it was her getting married, and not him. Not that he didn’t want to get married, of course not... but right then, in the middle of college, taking advanced classes for pre-med, even mason wasn’t sure if his body could handle the stress of organising a wedding, and preparing for the winter exams, all at the same time.

” uh....” he glanced up from his game, pausing it as he thought about it. He had no clue who this Kayla woman was, but two gossipers together couldn’t be a bad thing. ”Sure?”

[Eddison Mavis James]

Eddie looked up at her twin as he responded, grinning as she realized how silly it was to even try and get Mason's help. She, in that moment, had no doubt that had her wedding been a strategy game, Mason would have out shone Dylan when it came to preparations. As it was, he was a little more preoccupied with his own game and only seemed to answer him halfheartedly. Despite the fact the rest of her face oozed amusement, Eddie quirked a brow and gave him her best 'are you fucking me?' look. "Will you turn that off and come help me, you big dingbat?" She asked before poking out her tongue. "If I wanted someone to grunt incoherently at me, I'd have let Sebastian help!"

She knew wedding planning and table plans weren't Mason's forte, but she also had no doubt if she worded it right, he could be the best weapon she had to tackle this with... So she held up a bunch of sticky tabs, Eddie looked into Mason's eyes, ready to reason with him. "Think of this as a game! You already have the advantage knowing all the characters.... Your mission is to place them strategically across the board in the very best way that you can achieve three goals... One.... You want to keep everyone busy, find them people that they can talk to.... Two.... The bar's here... the crazies need to be as far away as possible... And Three.... you need to make sure that anyone that could in anyway take the focus of me, is as far away from here....." Her neon pink coated finger pointed at the big one at the top that already had the tags for her, Bastian and the wedding party stuck to it. "As is humanly possible."

Maybe it was true that Eddison Ackers was smart enough to match her twin occasionally. That or she just knew the most important man in her life just a little bit too well. Either way, she held the sticky tabs full of names out to her twin with a hopeful face. If she could get him doing this, all she'd have to worry about was Sebastians (fucking enormous) family and their mutual friends. She swore, this was the last time she was doing this. She didn't need the hassle that came with it, not to mention the stress, after all, her sea monkey's were already doing synchronized swimming routines in the bottom of her stomach.

[Mason Ackers]

It was true, that people often wondered at how these two were even twins. They looked nothing of each other, with Masons dark eyes and hair in such contrast to his sisters lightness, and in truth when looking at only the two of them you could wonder at how they were related at all, until you looked at their parents. Mason took after their mother, with her dark hair and eyes, where Eddie always looked more like their father – but the true link was always their sister sarah, who shared features from both of them. One day, Archaeologists may refer to her as just that, the missing link. Though in Masons opinion, Sarah was less evolved than Eddie or Mason, and far inferior on the maturity scale.

Still, there could be no doubting their relationship when eddie turned the problem of table arrangements into a strategic game. If there was one thing that mason could not resist, it was the lure of a good puzzle. Pausing the game, he moved over to her and took the board, examining the layout and the names... and shook his head. ”This is all wrong” He commented, and immediately started to re-arrange the different coloured sticky labels, and then the tables, explaining as he did so. ”Move this table here and you won’t have to work your way between these three to get to the candy buffet... from the way Dylan rants about your dress, the frilly thing at the bottom would make the gap hard to traverse otherwise. Now if you move these here they can see everyone and their outfits, and gossiping about who’s wearing what will keep them distracted for most of the night....”

Let it never be said that Mason was oblivious to the world around him. He took everything in, the minute details about the people who surrounded them, just in case he should ever have to do something to defend himself from them, as was the way his ability worked.... he just chose to ignore it, them, and his ability to communicate with most of them.

[Eddison Mavis James]

BAZINGA! She had no need to ever doubt her intelligence when it came to getting around her twin. The second she saw him pause his game, she knew she'd won this one. It wasn't even like Eddie was a huge romantic. If someone told her a year ago, this was where she'd be right now, she'd have laughed them down. Guess it took a Sebastian to turn the young surfers life upside down. She'd gone from single, independent, driven and never wanting children, to engaged and pregnant, planning her life around her family and what was best for them. She never really expected anyone to understand her choices, she never asked them too, but anyone that knew Eddie, knew that once she'd decided that that was what she was doing, it was on.

Knowing that Mason was going to help was one thing. Eddie hadn't quite expected the enthusiam she got from her twin, the suggestions of moving tables around so she could easily access the table of candy she'd sweet talked her fiancee into (get it, sweet talked?!). She blinked at him for a moment, but just let him make the changes he wanted. She chuckled to herself as she imagined informing Sebastian and Dillon about how well he'd done at creating a seating chart. But that said, Eddie had been right when she's suggested to him it was all logic, it was, and if anyone knew logic, it was Mason. Safe in the knowledge that Mason had this, Eddie went back to her advent calender, popping a small chocolate in her mouth before pulling one out and offering it to her evil twin.

[Mason Ackers]

Barely, consciously, noticing the chocolate as it was waved in front of his pace, the ever obedient mouth of the non stop eating machine parted it’s lips to accept the candy and suck on it in much the same manner as its sister. It didn’t take him Long to finish re-organising his sisters board, did not take him long to take what she must have spent hours on and destroy it, only to then present her with what he believed the most logical place to put all the tables and the people who were sitting at them. Of course he quizzed her as he went along, on peoples personalities, and most of the same people stayed together... it was more the final details that needed tweaking, but Mason did not work in a way that was as simple as, move this person here and swap them with her so much as it was TEAR IT ALL DOWN AND START AGAIN.

Even if it did get pretty much re-done in the exact some way. It was logical to the dark haired man.

Turning it round so she could see, Mason presented his work with a grin. ”What do you think?”