Emma Grace Frost (
icecoldfrost) wrote in
fandomtownies2011-02-12 10:55 am
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The Perk, Saturday Morning
Sometime after Emma had gotten up, she'd gone off to the Perk. Today was clearly going to be a day that required caffeine, given the mental turmoil that was going on today.
Mocha. Glorious glorious mocha. Come to Auntie Emma.
[OOC: Open Perk is Open!]
Mocha. Glorious glorious mocha. Come to Auntie Emma.
[OOC: Open Perk is Open!]

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<< You won't tell Mama? >> he checked, because he knew he wasn't supposed to have coffee yet, but sometimes Daddy or Aunt Emma or Aunt Kennedy or...really, all indulgent and/or morally ambiguous adults usually let him if he looked sad about it. He just had to make sure no one was going to tell his mother.
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<<Cross my heart,>> she promised telepathically. "And if she thinks she smells it on you, just tell her you sat with me and kept me company."
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It was an exaggeration, but he was a cute kid.
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They were a coffee conspiracy, darn it.
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"We know, darling," she promised, reaching over to pat his hand. "Accidents happen, right? No one was really mad for long."
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And, well, not pipe-bursting?
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"Of course," she promised. "If your parents don't mind if I borrow you for a bit, the girls and I will help you make a snowman."