"Well, just cuddle up to Hope and she'll keep the evil undead pocket lint away. That is the cure to lint you know? Hope." He winked at her then.
Anna grinned as her father spoke just to her, and she reached up to take his face into her little hands. "Ich liebe dich." She said softly, and she kissed his cheek. And Peter melted into a little puddle of goo, as he so often did when his children were around.
Abby turned away, frowning gently at Stuart and then she moved to stand up. Stuart slid off her lap and Abby made her way into the kitchen. She needed to like...cook or something. Anything to keep her from remembering that she was not going to have what Peter had. What Spectre had. It wasn't in the cards.
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Date: 2008-01-21 12:02 pm (UTC)From:Anna grinned as her father spoke just to her, and she reached up to take his face into her little hands. "Ich liebe dich." She said softly, and she kissed his cheek. And Peter melted into a little puddle of goo, as he so often did when his children were around.
Abby turned away, frowning gently at Stuart and then she moved to stand up. Stuart slid off her lap and Abby made her way into the kitchen. She needed to like...cook or something. Anything to keep her from remembering that she was not going to have what Peter had. What Spectre had. It wasn't in the cards.