Arrival. Lee and Anyone Home. PG

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It would have been easier, Lee thought later, if Scarlett hadn't been writing and cooking at the same time. She's drawn him a little map to go with her verbal instructions but her lines were all squiggly and some of them were flooded with wee sauce puddles. He'd found the right street and was looking for the house that looked most like the double storied picture she'd drawn, with little dancing stick figures (except for their breasts, which Scarlett has drawn in with some detail) outside. It was only at the last minute that he thought to turn the paper ove and check if the house number was written on the back, which, lo and behold, it was.

Nice house. He thought, impressed as he walked up the path to the front door. Nice door, too, real oak. He knocked on the door and waited.


What helped feeling bad was chocolate. Jude had read about it in those god damn girly magazines when she'd been sitting around on shoots. So, while she waited for her wet hair to dry out a little- She'd almost forgotten how heavy long hair could be after a shower- she munched on a piece of the chocolate cake she'd found on the bench, and read her book. Mmmm, chocolate cake good.

When there was a knock on the door she pulled herself up from the table and wandered out to open it, leaving her book behind. "Hello?" she asked, after pulling it open and seeing the tall boy there. "Can I help you?"

Lee's mouth dropped open for one gobsmacked moment as the pretty girl answered the door. "Wow." He said- and quickly turned it into a cough. "I mean, hullo! I'm Lee, I know Evey but not in the usual way and is she home? Nice to meet you!" He held out his hand for her to shake.

Jude smile was amused. Was that 'wow'? She smiled a little brighter at him, trying not to laugh. "Hello Lee. I'm Jude," she reached out and shook his hand after a moment of trepidation. "Come in. I'm pretty sure she's here."

Evey had heard the knock at the door and she'd wandered down, even though it sounded like it was answered. It could be a BOY. Carefully she made sure her shortshorts were straight and her tiny black t shirt was showing skin and then she made her way down the stairs. Halfway down, she heard a familiar voice and broke into a run, catapulting herself into Lee with a squeal. "LEEEEEEE!" She hugged him tightly and giggled. "I can't believe you're here!"

Evey's squeal (which was everything he'd prepared himself for) interupted Lee in the middle of making a Beatles joke, which was probably just as well. "Offf" he exhaled sharply as she bolted right into him, making him step backwards into the door. "Oh yes, the Evey shaped dent is back again. Hullo!"

"Oh I missed you!" She said, not letting go ever for a second. "Did Duncan give you grief while I was gone? Who am I kidding, like he'd leave his room. Oh, Lee, eveything is so awesome here! Desi's upstairs, but she's naked so she might be a little while. But you can come in and I can feed you her food if you like!"
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Jude made a little smile and said, "I'll leave you two with this" before departing the room and going to find her cake and book again.
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"Nah, I took Duncan for a tractor ride which got him out of the house and do you live here now?" He asked the top of her head, down somewhere in his chest region. His hands were round her back and he was becoming increasingly aware of her top's lack of longness.

Evey finally pulled away reluctantly. "Yep!" She said brightly. "This is Desi's house. Uncle Liam gave it to her because he's an arsehole and he didn't want her to tell anyone about it. Bribery. But what bribery!" She lead Lee into the kitchen and smiled up at him, because what else could she do her being so short and him being the monolith he was?

"Do you want anything?"
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"Hmmm nope!" said Lee, then scooped her up, throwing her over his shoulder. "Got it already. Although Desi did say something about cake... Let's go find her!"

Evey squealed and giggled and kicked her legs for effect. "But she's NAKED, Lee! Not that she'd really mind because she's a little exhibitionist. TO THE STAIRS!" Evey squealed, pointing the way.

"Bye Jude!" Lee called as he bounded off through the kitchen. "I'm going to run around until I find these stairs, mind your head-" he ducked under a doorway and ended up in the hall. Oh, stairs, there they were. Hoping he didn't trip and break them both open he took to the stairs, two at a time.

There were some very bare legs and a very nice arse just inches away from his face.

"Deirdre!" He called up the stairs. "Put some clothes on, we're coming in!"

Deirdre raised her eyebrows as she heard a familiar voice. Lee! She ran to her closet and threw a long t-shirt on. Nevermind pants for now. And she threw the door open. "Lee! And you have my cousin on your shoulder. Marvelous!"

"Yep. Here's my arse, Desi." Evey said, as she was facing the opposite direction. "OOh and here's Lee's!" She reached down...FAR down and smacked it lightly. "Hee hee!"

Wow. Deirdre had grown up. Don't stare, Lee, it's not polite. Lee grinned at Deirdre and grabbed her in a one armed hug round her shoulders. "Do you want her back? She's keeping my shoulder nice and warm- GAH!" He jumped as she smacked him. "Watch it you!" he said, starting to bounce up and down.

Deirdre snorted. "No no. By all means, keep her up there! So how long are you staying, Lee?" Deirdre asked, rummaing through her closet for some damn PANTS.

"Hey!" Evey said indignantly, though she rather was enjoying the view.

"Ooh yes! Stay forever like me!"

"Staying as Evey's personal arse: about another three minutes. But I'm staying in London for a while at least. I want to find my own place and a nice unfarmy job and see what happens."

Evey squealed again. "Oh, Lee, I'm really glad! Not having you around was going to be the worst thing about moving here and now you've fixed it! You know I adore you, right?! And your arse!"

Deirdre snorted and pulled out a pair of pants. But they were leather. "Okay, where are all my NON dominatrixy clothes!?"

"When did Deirdre get scandelous?" Lee asked Evey.

"I think about the time she got a hottie hot hot girlfriend named Renee. Really, Lee the girl is drop dead gorgeous. I'D do her and I don't go for women. And she is quite scandelous as well. She may have tainted our little Desi here."

"Tainted me in naughty ways. OOH hey pants!" Deirdre pulled the located jeans out of a drawer and ran into the bathroom.

"I don't have to start dressing in skimpy wee plastic things too, do I?"

"I think you'd look really cute in black chiffon!" Evey said, giggling.

Lee was dicovering it was very hard to edge away from someone hanging over your shoulder. "Uhh," he said, "maybe?"

Pierre heard the amazingly loud commotion of squealing even over his Iron Maiden. Curiosity piqued, he made his way down the hallway to Deirdre's room to encounter an elevated Evey and the back end of a very large man.

He simply shook his head and patted Evey's hair before turning his attention to the big guy. "Hello up there!" he called, a big grin on his features.

"Hey! You sound French which either makes you Pierre, or you girls have a foreign weirdo in your house." Lee said, rearranging Evey on his shoulders so he had a hand free to shake Pierre's.

"I am indeed Pierre! And a foreign weirdo too!" He shook Lee's proffered hand, and smiled with some amusement at the way he easily handled Evey's tiny frame.