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Savannah had stuffed animals, paints, music and stuff that she had pulled out from her and K-Mart's mini-fridge. She also had a puppy that she had played tag with up and down the halls and in the room.

However, now the puppy was tired. Savannah wasn't tired (ignore those yawns that kept escaping from her.) The puppy kept giving her sad eyes whenever she headed for the door, so finally, Savannah climbed up onto the bed with the puppy.

"I won't leave you," she promised.

Besides, she had something in her hand that was probably better than anything in the room.

She had a telephone.

That meant she should call everyone she knew and say hi so they didn't think she forgot them, right? Savannah thought this was a good idea.

[[OOC: For the boyfriend, friends or anyone else who feels like getting a random phone call from a precocious four year old.]]

Current Mood: bouncy

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For the first time since her association with Fandom had begun, Eve had not turned into a small child when the others did.

As a result, she was working and had no idea that her teenage daughter was now her four-year-old daughter again.

Oh that was about to change.

She snagged her cell phone from her pocket when it started ringing and stepped into the back room to answer it. "Hello?"

"MOMMY!"

Eve remembered that voice -- and that volume.

"Hi, baby," she said, leaning up against a wall. "Are you having fun?"

"Uh huh, I playeds tag with D'stny and had soda and cookies and painted lots and lots."

So, not all that different from an ordinary day, except maybe minus the tag with Destiny... or not, actually.

"Did you have soda and cookies together?"

Look, where do you think Savannah got the idea that cookies for breakfast were acceptable?

"Of course I had cookies and soda. What else would I have had with my cookies?" There was a pause. "Mama mama mama! Guess who I saw last week?"

"Who, baby?"

Oh, Eve. Why do you ask these things?

"Bryce the Nast," she said, then took another drink of her soda.

And that would be Eve trying not to shriek obscenities into her daughter's ear.

"Where? Why? Did he hurt you? If he hurt you, I'm gonna kill him."

"He played the guitar at a bar Sean took me to. He didn't hurt me mommy."

Edited Date: 2010-04-26 02:22 am (UTC)

Well, that was a relief.

"Why were you there, sweetie?"

"Because Sean took me to the bar."

Oh, poor Sean. He would probably get an ear full about this.

Only probably?

"Why did he take you there?"

"..... Because Bryce the Nast was there?"

"I'm gonna kill Sean for this," Eve muttered. "Your brother is an idiot."

"No, he's a Sean," Savannah corrected her on the name. "He said I can't quit school."

Oh, Savannah. You are so not helping the survival of your brother by leaving out key parts of information.

"Well, that's good. Why were you talking about quitting school?"

"So I can help Sean with his moosic."

"Why does he need help with it, sweetie?"

"So he can make his moosic again," Savannah said with all of the patience of a four year old. "He's been too busy so I told hims I would not go to arts school and stay here to help him."

Mom explosion in 3...2...

One!

"What the hell? Please, please tell me your idiot brother did not take you up on this offer. And if you let him, I am going to beat you when you get older!"

Parenting fail for the win, actually.

Savannah sniffled into the phone. "He saids no that I have to go to school so you and Johnny don't kills him."

Oh, good. He wasn't as much of an idiot as she'd thought.

"He's right," Eve said gently. "School's important."

Says the woman who'd never actually done the college thing the first time around... or very well at high school, either.