Kathy doesn't look up from painting Judith's toenails a deep shade of purple. "Enh. She'd make us play with her and do her nails." Michael was fun to babysit--quiet and out of the way.
"Yeah, I guess. I'm glad you could come." Then the phone rings, and Judith says, "Shit! That's him!"
"I'll get it." Kathy doesn't mean answer it--she isn't supposed to be here--but she brings the base and everything as close to Judith as she can, while Judith scoots backwards. Judith takes the receiver. "Dad?...Hello?....Hello?" She rolls her eyes, but Kathy can tell she's disappointed...and something else. "Nobody," she says as she hangs up.
"Jerk."
Judith's nails aren't quite dry when she says, "Michael, what are you doing?" She runs to the kitchen anyway--the kitchen? How did he get there?--and grabs a pair of scissors out of his hand. "No, this is dangerous! You are going to bed, do you hear me?"
Michael doesn't whine, but Judith doesn't appreciate it. "You'll be the death of me, I swear!"
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Closer to a doubble (PG, Judith, Michael, OFC)
Date: 2011-07-07 01:22 am (UTC)Kathy doesn't look up from painting Judith's toenails a deep shade of purple. "Enh. She'd make us play with her and do her nails." Michael was fun to babysit--quiet and out of the way.
"Yeah, I guess. I'm glad you could come." Then the phone rings, and Judith says, "Shit! That's him!"
"I'll get it." Kathy doesn't mean answer it--she isn't supposed to be here--but she brings the base and everything as close to Judith as she can, while Judith scoots backwards. Judith takes the receiver. "Dad?...Hello?....Hello?" She rolls her eyes, but Kathy can tell she's disappointed...and something else. "Nobody," she says as she hangs up.
"Jerk."
Judith's nails aren't quite dry when she says, "Michael, what are you doing?" She runs to the kitchen anyway--the kitchen? How did he get there?--and grabs a pair of scissors out of his hand. "No, this is dangerous! You are going to bed, do you hear me?"
Michael doesn't whine, but Judith doesn't appreciate it. "You'll be the death of me, I swear!"
Drama queen, Kathy thinks, rolling her eyes.