[Log] Eli & Larkin

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Eli climbed a little farther up into his favorite tree before peering through the leaves. The seven-year-old let out a sigh of relief at the empty field in front of him. Good, she hadn't followed. If Larkin tried to kiss him one more time today, he was sure he was gonna to turn into a toad. Or a bug. Or- His face wrinkled up in disgust. Maybe I'll have to marry her. Ew, yuck. Cooties were bad enough.

He'd just hide up here for a little while, until he was sure she'd gotten distracted by something else.

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"I told you! It's a great story!"
She nibbled the rest of her sandwich, somehow finishing it very rapidly despite taking tiny bites. Then she cleaned her plate by licking it.

"Time for dessert!"

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"Since daddy's not back, I'll get it!"

Lanie bounded off her chair and over to the fridge. She yanked the door open and stuck her head in, peering at the shelves.

"Hey, we've got cherry pie!" She tugged it out of the fridge, kicked the door shut with her foot, then carried it back over to the table.

Eli made a face. He hated anything cherry flavored. Besides...

"How're you gonna cut it? We've not allowed to touch knives. I'll go get dad or mom or somebody." He slid out of his chair and promptly remembered his leash. "Aw, man."

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Larkin grinned and made a show of standing up and giving Eli's leash some slack. "Eeeeliii... If I untie you an' let you get a grown-up, you have to come back. No running away, 'kay?"

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He tried not to twitch. He wasn't sure he could find somewhere really good to hide in the fifteen seconds it would take Larkin to realize he'd ditched. Lanie was smiling at him from where she stood by the pie.

"...Okay. I'll just get somebody and come right back, promise."

"Or you hafta kiss her!" Lanie burst out, giggling.

He just stared his sister. Great, just what he needed.

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"Wait, you haveta pinky promise first." She held up her hand expectantly, sticking out her little finger. She was determined to take all precautions against him escaping.

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"Geeze, fine." He stuck out his hand and wrapped his pinky around hers, shaking it.

"I absolutely pinky-swear promise that I won't run off or hide if you untie me."

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Larkin pulled back her hand and placed it on her hip, satisfied. "Good. Now go! We need pie!"

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"Free!" Eli turned to flee, then realized that she hadn't untied him. His fingers scrabbled at the knot until it was loose, then he yanked his wrist free and darted out of the room.

Lanie sighed, moving back to her seat. "If he doesn't come back, I'll help hold him down so you can give him a big smooch, okay?"

[larkinciel.livejournal.com]

Grinning, Larkin sat back down and eyed the pie speculatively. "'Kay. Then we should tie him to his chair and make him eat cherry pie as punishment. My mama says tying people to chairs is a good way to keep them out of trouble."

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Lanie giggled. "She should know!" She stuck a finger into the pie before pulling it out and licking it off.

"Elena Megan, we don't stick our fingers into pies that other people are going to eat."

Amy came into the room, followed by a smirking Eli who promptly dropped himself back in his chair.

"Look, I'm back. No kiss!"

Amy grinned a bit before getting a knife to cut the pie. "Eli, will you get some clean plates, please? The small ones."

Eli slid out of his chair to fetch them, then dumped one each in front of the girls. "Cherry pie, yuck. You guys're weird."

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"Guess that means I get all yer dessert," Larkin said happily. "That's the same as a kiss."
Where she'd come up with that concept was anyone's guess, but then her definition of boyfriend was someone to share kisses and dessert with, so the equation wasn't really that complicated.

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"Guess that means I get all yer dessert," Larkin said happily. "That's the same as a kiss."
Where she'd come up with that concept was anyone's guess, but then her definition of boyfriend was someone to share kisses and dessert with, so the equation wasn't really that complicated.

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Eli looked absolutely relieved as she said that, and fell back into his chair with a hand over his heart. "Saved by cherry pie!"

Amy giggled as she cut the girls a slice. "Don't get too excited, she'll just want another kiss tomorrow."

"Don't remind her! I'm gonna go move in with aunt Ray, she doesn't try and kiss me. 'Less it's my birthday, anyway, and that's not for ages."