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All and Sundries//[06/21]

After opening the store, Seras sat behind the counter and perused a copy of the school newspaper that she'd ~~handwavily~~ picked up on her way to work.

She remembered Blair's interviewing her for his article, so she read it with some interest.

Then blinked and read it again.

Right. After work, she was going to have a talk with 'Dalter Wornez'.

All and Sundries is open.

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The corner of Seras' mouth twitched upwards, but it wasn't really a smile.

"Easier said than done, Captain."

"We could always find this 'Dalter' and just ask him... And if he doesn't tell us, we could tickle it out of him."

"We could. Though, something tellsme that this 'Dalter' isn't the sort who responds well to direct questioning."

"I suppose we could just let it drop."

Aw man, she wanted to instigate a tickle war.

Seras sighed.

"I'm spoiling your fun, aren't I?"

Pippi laughed. "Eh don't worry about it." she said.

"Are you okay?"

Seras glanced around the store. It was empty, Baldrick having gone out to restock his mealworm supply.

"I don't know," she said, biting at her lip.

Pippi looked around as well and then hopped up to sit on the counter.

"Ya wanna talk about it?"

Seras felt somewhat wary. The fact of the matter was, yes, she did want to talk about it. Maybe not spill all the gorey details, but getting this somewhat off her chest would feel good.

The thing was, her conversation with Walter in the park all tied back to That Weekend, and she was unsure exactly how Pippi felt discussing anything related to that.

"I do," she said, "I'm just not sure how to get into it."

"Well, you start at the beginning." she said, "And when you get to the end... You stop."

Seras had to smile a little at that.

"Of course..."

She thought a moment.

"Okay...say someone who more than likely has a personality really similar to that of this 'Dalter Wornez' fellow invited you to the park because he needed to tell you something. So, you go...and he tells you. Only, he's really...curt. And, when you try to talk about it, he gets even curter. And, this is a really big, scary something. But, he just kind of shuts down on you. Even if it isn't your fault..."

Seras paused and swallowed. The lines of her throat and jaw had gotten tenser and tenser as she spoke.

"Only...the next day, this guy is acting like nothing happened. At all. So, you're really just feeling off balance, and you don't know what to do. This person is your friend, so you just go along with it, but underneath it all, you're just beyond confused, plus you're worried and actually kind of scared of what he told you in the first place."

This is just a little bit of color leaving Pippi's face.

"What did he tell you? This fellow."

"That he knows a person who...who may or may not end up having a rather large influence in my future."

Seras sighed.

"That...that wasn't quite the end...When...when you're trying to figure all of this out, it strikes you that this fellow only told you about this because of the truth spell. So, it wasn't so much that he wanted you to know for your own sake, but that if you had to know, he wanted it to be on his terms. Which is...somewhat hurtful when he's meant to be your friend."

Seras just managed not to let her voice crack over that last sentence.

Pippi grabs a travel sized packet of tissues and pulls one out for her.

"Put it on my account." she says and waits to see if Seras has more to say.

"Thanks," said Seras, accepting the tissue. She didn't need it to wipe her eyes just yet, but she fiddled with it, tearing the corner a bit.

"So...yeah. It wasn't so much what what told you, even if it is a bit frightening. It's how and why he did it..."

"Why do you think he didn't tell you until he felt compelled by the spell?"

Seras shook her head.

"Well, it wasn't the spell itself that made him tell me. It was knowing that that sort of spell is possible."

She sighed.

"So, I'm guessing he wanted to be able to not tell me the absolute truth. Just let me know what he wanted me to know. Again."

Of course, knowing only part of the story, or thinking she does, that opens him up to more questions should there ever be another truth spell.

Not that Pippi was going to say that out loud.

"So why do you think he waited to tell you this horrible thing which may or may not have an impact on your future?"

"Well, considering he didn't tell me until after the truth spell, probably because he didn't really want me to know."

"Why do you think he didn't want you to know?"

Seras shrugged.

"He told me vaguely about this thing before. Well...at least I asked a question, and he was...selectively honest. This person was the only thing he didn't tell me about. So, I guess he didn't want me to know. And, no, I don't know why. Or why he made me feel like the whole thing was such a...a nuisance."

Okay, maybe she did need that tissue after all.

"You're not a nuisance. Nobody thinks you're a nuisance."

Seras shook her head.

"Someone apparently does."

"Mr. Blackadder doesn't count."

"Oh, I know Mr. Blackadder doesn't think I'm a nuisance. He thinks I'm a dunderheaded, insolent little street urchin. That's one nice thing about Mr. Blackadder. You always know where you stand with him."

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