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[madewithclove]

Who: Shelley Peterson (PETER'S WIFE) and Ema Sepp (PETER PUMPKIN EATER)
What: Peter and his wife finally meet! And Loren pops my threading cherry.
When: Today, late morning.
Where: The Pentamerone kitchen.
Rating: PG? Can't see how it could get worse than that.

Comments

I suck at tagging on time. D:

[sellseashelley]

The language barrier had reared its ugly head some time ago, but it hadn't roared until just now. Shelley couldn't tell whether Ema was asking her what her job was or asking her to help. Was it both? She decided not to answer unless Ema asked again, more specifically. That case had been difficult, and the last thing Shelley wanted at the moment was to think about more rapists and molesters.

That wasn't going to be easy, considering the present company. As much as Shelley knew the soul embedded in that lithe body had committed horrible crimes against women, its current shell could just as easily become a victim as any other girl. Shelley was, however, somewhat impressed when the tiny girl lifted a towering stack of assorted kitchenware. It was more than she'd expected of her, but she still decided to give Ema a hand. She'd asked. "Here, let me," Shelley said, lifting about two thirds of Ema's teetering stack and deftly depositing it on the counter. She worked out regularly, mainly to keep within the standards of fitness required by the force. It helped.