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30th Teddy Bear [Action/Written]
[Action // Thursday, September 22nd]
[It's been eight days since her father left, and despite her searching, she hasn't found him. But this was Luceti. He was here even though he couldn't be back home, so obviously he'd just reappear here again, like mama did! With this knowledge firmly in place, and when school would begin--after a few days of staying home, courtesy of a worried mother--she would carefully sneak around after class was over to survey the forest nearby the building. Not enter it. But listen and squint into the dimness of it.
He might be there. They don't know. Just because all of his stuff went away... maybe the robots took it all, too!
Sleeping in mother's room is a must, for now. For both of them. It makes it a little easier, having someone to hug in the mornings or bitter earlier hours.
She answers the door with a determined sort of look on her face, but it falls instantly when she sees who it is. It's not your faults, really. She's still happy to see you, and the small, shy smile a few moments later says as much. It's just... not what she was hoping for. And then, sitting outside became a habit. Well, it was always important on her list of things to do—to sit on the porch and draw or play. Playing can wait. Just for a few more days. Papa might show up. Gotta stay vigilant. No time for journals, or anything like that, right?
... M-maybe just a little journaling. But nothing new. No... she can go back to old entries and look at them again. Any tears? Well... She cried a little, when it first happened. But crying now would be bad. Shikamaru said it, he told her before when she ripped her doll:
Crying didn't fix anything.
So. She would try not to cry. Even if it was... growing harder not to.]
[Written]
papa
wen you com back
plees com home.
[It's been eight days since her father left, and despite her searching, she hasn't found him. But this was Luceti. He was here even though he couldn't be back home, so obviously he'd just reappear here again, like mama did! With this knowledge firmly in place, and when school would begin--after a few days of staying home, courtesy of a worried mother--she would carefully sneak around after class was over to survey the forest nearby the building. Not enter it. But listen and squint into the dimness of it.
He might be there. They don't know. Just because all of his stuff went away... maybe the robots took it all, too!
Sleeping in mother's room is a must, for now. For both of them. It makes it a little easier, having someone to hug in the mornings or bitter earlier hours.
She answers the door with a determined sort of look on her face, but it falls instantly when she sees who it is. It's not your faults, really. She's still happy to see you, and the small, shy smile a few moments later says as much. It's just... not what she was hoping for. And then, sitting outside became a habit. Well, it was always important on her list of things to do—to sit on the porch and draw or play. Playing can wait. Just for a few more days. Papa might show up. Gotta stay vigilant. No time for journals, or anything like that, right?
... M-maybe just a little journaling. But nothing new. No... she can go back to old entries and look at them again. Any tears? Well... She cried a little, when it first happened. But crying now would be bad. Shikamaru said it, he told her before when she ripped her doll:
Crying didn't fix anything.
So. She would try not to cry. Even if it was... growing harder not to.]
[Written]
papa
wen you com back
plees com home.
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/GLOMPIN TIME]
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but not really. She might pick you up though and wander kitchenwards with you after a bit, though :|]
Is it okay if I use your kitchen? I'll make us some drinks.
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... Drinks sounds nice.]
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Okay. You'll have to tell me if I'm doing this right.
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Just don't put too much! You'll do it fine!
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[And she pours the chocolate in! Stopping at maybe a bare smidgeon over what she normally would. Hey, they deserve a little extra sweetness.]
How's that?
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We need to learn how to make other things, too! There's always stuff to learn how to make, huh?
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Hmm, you're right. What else d'you think we should learn to make?
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Oh! How about pizza??
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And cheese!!
And then more pepperonis!
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Think your mama will let us go for a shopping trip?
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[Which she totally allowed. :^|
Regardless, she's pulling on her little shoes laying near the coffee table, clearly happy to go adventuring despite the air of the house this week.]
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I mean >.>
Nami will wait patiently for those little shoes to be put on, kiddo. She'll just wipe the kitchen down after their drinks
that they totally drank a minute or two agoand then wait by the door.]no subject
FLYIN OVER TO TAKE YOUR HAND AND DRAG YOU OUT THE DOOR GO GO GO]
Come on, come on!!
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