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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.

Date: 2011-01-25 01:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] songbird9.livejournal.com
Song threw a cold sandwich together out of cheese, alfalfa sprouts, and (much to Larkin's delight and vindication) tuna fish.
"Oh, how lovely. I think we should hold the ceremony in the courtyard. There are already plenty of flowers there and enough room for everyone. What do you think, children?" she asked primly.

Larkin was beaming. "I think it sounds like a wonnerful idea!" She shook Eli's makeshift leash emphatically.

Date: 2011-01-25 01:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] larkinciel.livejournal.com
"Thanks for handling lunch, Jay," Song chirped as she swept out of the room with her own meal, ruffling her daughter's hair on her way.

"Yeah, don't choke to deaf, Eli," Larkin said seriously. "I don't think I can marry a dead person, cuz Mama said not to tell Aunt Lilith to marry the pirate. Said it'd make her sad, so I guess she's not s'posed to."

was that an intentional Hook reference?

Date: 2011-01-25 02:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] larkinciel.livejournal.com
Larkin took a large bite of her sandwich and exaggerated the act of chewing and swallowing for Eli's benefit.

"You could just ask me about the pirate. Mama tells me all the stories. Or you could hide under my bed an' I'll ask her to tell it again. Then you can hear it too. And I don't get spanked and I'm not mean. And he musta had a mommy cuz everyone has a mommy unless she goes away or dies." A piece of tuna had fallen to her plate. She picked it up and stuck it in her mouth where it belonged.
From: [identity profile] larkinciel.livejournal.com
"I won't! Unless you run away again. Come on, don't you wanna know? It's a really good story, and my dad's the main characater!"

She paused to chomp rapidly on another bite.

"Besides... I saw a really weird bug under my bed."
From: [identity profile] larkinciel.livejournal.com
Larkin smiled benignly. She had him now.
"I think it was a beetle. It was blue and shiny with pokey things on its head. You can see it tonight if you hide under my bed and listen to the story. Then we can tell Lanie together."

Date: 2011-01-25 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] larkinciel.livejournal.com
Larkin chewed on her lip, leaving a speck of cheese behind which must have been stuck on her upper teeth. "I guess you can hide too, Lanie. But you have to be really quiet. Also you have to give me half your dessert."

Date: 2011-01-25 03:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] larkinciel.livejournal.com
"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!"

Date: 2011-01-25 03:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] larkinciel.livejournal.com
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?"

Date: 2011-01-25 03:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] larkinciel.livejournal.com
"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.

Date: 2011-01-25 03:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] larkinciel.livejournal.com
Larkin pulled back her hand and placed it on her hip, satisfied. "Good. Now go! We need pie!"

Date: 2011-01-25 04:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 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."

Date: 2011-01-25 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] larkinciel.livejournal.com
"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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