Beatrix
Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice
But Before You Mess with Me
You'd Best Think Twice
But Before You Mess with Me
You'd Best Think Twice
Beatrix knew she was right, she didn’t need him to tell her that. She didn’t make a habit of lying (unless it somehow suited her purposes) and instead called everything like she saw it. ”Are you family, cause I am pretty sure you don’t abandon things you care about.” she huffed, her tone a mixture of hurt and upset. It wasn’t fair. He disappeared and didn’t have to deal with anything and now he got to come back and just…do whatever? Act like he cared?
”No I don’t know where the butt-licker’s house is. I don’t really care though cause he is a dweeb and now if I want candy I got other places to take it from.” she said, going around Edrei’s room and pulling things out. There were toys for Bobi and some men’s clothes – not that she put any of it together. Then she came across a huge drawer of…very lumpy sticks with flat bottoms. She started pulling them out and putting them in the back, deciding she wanted to keep a particularly large one she found. Beatrix waved it around, brows furrowing. Weird. She didn’t know Aunt Edy liked collecting whacky sticks. She carefully tied it to the sash around her waist like a sword, before continuing on.
Jace looked up at Loren when he was addressed, wide-eyed, attentive, seemingly more alert than most children his age would be. ”I know you.” he said softly, carrying random articles of clothing from under Edrei’s bed to the bag. ”We-come back.” he said, clearly not of the disposition to be bothered by Loren’s reappearance like Beatrix, but he was also much younger, and his understanding of the world was quite different.
”No I don’t know where the butt-licker’s house is. I don’t really care though cause he is a dweeb and now if I want candy I got other places to take it from.” she said, going around Edrei’s room and pulling things out. There were toys for Bobi and some men’s clothes – not that she put any of it together. Then she came across a huge drawer of…very lumpy sticks with flat bottoms. She started pulling them out and putting them in the back, deciding she wanted to keep a particularly large one she found. Beatrix waved it around, brows furrowing. Weird. She didn’t know Aunt Edy liked collecting whacky sticks. She carefully tied it to the sash around her waist like a sword, before continuing on.
Jace looked up at Loren when he was addressed, wide-eyed, attentive, seemingly more alert than most children his age would be. ”I know you.” he said softly, carrying random articles of clothing from under Edrei’s bed to the bag. ”We-come back.” he said, clearly not of the disposition to be bothered by Loren’s reappearance like Beatrix, but he was also much younger, and his understanding of the world was quite different.
