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"The baby did not escape me! I'd sooner not run off to get married this weekend, we'd be competing for attention with four others of you and that's nowhere near enough time to plan a spectacular wedding in. But it is important to me you not expect to be abandoned, so if you want it soon -"

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"I mean besides that, the baby's dad is a complete prick who doesn't know the meaning of 'wait it's springtime'. What if I do not expect to be abandoned and I'm just horny?"

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"I can maybe think of a solution to that but your hair is very distracting, you had probably better tie it back so I can think."

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"How is my hair distracting?"

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Unbraid unbraid.

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Gosh maybe she can have a guess at why Elves find hair distracting.

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This does not inspire her to tie hers back.

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"Elves can get off just from that but I don't think I care to - are you attached to the uniform -"

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"I fucking hate this uniform!"

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"Oh good." Less uniform. Much less uniform.

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Giggle. Tossing her hair.

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Macalaurë belatedly remembers to frown at his windows; they go frosty. "Peka," he says delightedly. "My Peka."

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Kisses!

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Yes, that. 

 


Eventually Peka's baby will probably demand their attention.

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Yeah, eventually. "She's hungry - you said not to pack anything - I still don't have a list, will the demon mind coming back -"

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"Not at all. May I braid your hair for you?"

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Giggle. "Mmhm!"

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He braids both their hair; he doesn't seem to think to put on clothes. He finds her the laser pointer.

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"Is it customary to summon demons in the nude?"

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"Hmmm? Not customary but not very remarkable and I think I ripped your uniform."

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"You may have done." Click laser pointer.

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It makes an intricate light picture on the floor; she can't read it. There's a little bit of a wait. And then a person appears, somewhere between Peka and Macalaurë in height, stretching glittery black bat wings. "Macalaurë!"

"Hi! Fill Peka's shopping list for her and I'll sing you something? - you have to agree," he adds to Peka.

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"I don't even have an actual list yet but okay."

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"Deal," she says agreeably. "He can sing me my song while you come up with your shopping list?"

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