benedicimus te

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Jenny's siblings are particularly tiring that morning. She suspects it's left over from the Christmas holidays; you would think a month would be enough time for the mania to wear off, but Jenny makes a point of never underestimating her siblings. And of course her parents are both at work and aren't home to help her.

After a while, though, she has finally successfully bludgeoned everyone into eating, cleaning themselves up, and getting all of their stuff together. She contemplates a cup of coffee, decides she didn't really need all of her growth anyway, downs it and gets everyone out the door.

An hour later, her siblings are in their respective classrooms, Jenny's safely ensconced in her own seat, and man is she feeling bouncy. Today's a great day, it's going to be great, let's go!

(Coffee was not Jenny's best idea ever.)

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"Want to see what we've got?" Jenny offers Soph a rather beat up copy of her schedule, extracted from the front pocket of her binder, for comparison purposes. "We should have most things together, I think, except maybe stuff like languages."

[keyed_up]

"Are you not in Spanish? I'm in Spanish." Soph produces her schedule, which has been folded and annotated but not wrinkled or smudged.

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"I'm in Spanish," Jenny says, and grins mischievously. "It's just Italian with an s at the end, it's great!"

[keyed_up]

"Are we in the same one... ah, no. Oh well."

[bright_and_beautiful]

"Math and English this afternoon, though!" Jenny says happily. "You're not free of me yet. Mwahahahaha!"

Exactly zero people should take Jenny's evil laugh seriously. She is terrible at it.

[keyed_up]

Soph giggles. "Noooo! Spare me! You might invite me to go for ice cream again! I'd never recover!"

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"You have discovered my evil plot! Death by ice cream."

[keyed_up]

"Best way to die."

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"I should probably have been more sneaky about it. Hi, let's go for ice cream, nothing suspicious here."

[keyed_up]

"And then death. Bella, lilies at the funeral."

[cross_and_bow]

"I hereby promise to order dahlias. So there. Stay alive."

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"I am fully in support of both of you staying alive!" Jenny agrees.

She leaves out the 'which is weirdly difficult, here,' part. Their dad is chief of police, surely they know this. And the sophomore class hasn't been that bad yet.

"Though full disclosure, if my choices are death or lack of ice cream, I have to think about it."

[cross_and_bow]

"Many lactose intolerant people live normal and fulfilling lives."

[keyed_up]

"Sorbet helps, probably. And dark chocolate candy."

[bright_and_beautiful]

"Well, of course. Chocolate helps with everything. Except maaaaybe chocolate allergies."

[keyed_up]

"Those people will have to eat, um, blueberry pancakes with lots of syrup."

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"Or French toast! I make it for the ducklings a lot."

[keyed_up]

"Aww!"

[cross_and_bow]

"The who now?"

[keyed_up]

"She's got little siblings."

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"And when we all go out together they follow me around in a little line, so they are my tiny blonde ducklings and I am the mama duck."

[keyed_up]

"How old are they?"

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"Oookay, let's see. Michael's fourteen, Thomas is twelve, Anne's nine and Patrick just turned eight."

[keyed_up]

"Do you have to babysit a lot?"

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"Yeah, all the time, Mommy and Daddy are never home. But Anne and Patrick get out of school later than we do and Michael and Thomas have soccer today, so I don't have to rush home or anything."