{ota} you must not know 'bout me

[eucre]

She's hiding. She's been hiding for a few days now. Of course, she's only hiding from a few people. Chances are, if you're looking for her, she'll let herself be found.

But an angry Piper isn't a happy Piper and a not-happy Piper isn't quite fit for bouncing around the Deck and popping into castles like a happy Piper is. Which is why these past couple days, she's more often up in trees or hiding in bushes or generally not in people's faces.

Which is okay. Right? Piper can take a couple days to be a confused, raw, displeased Felicia, can't she?

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[piqued]

"An' what, then?" Twisting his sleeve doesn't actually Help. "Are you-- done with being my sister?"

[eucre]

Her lips tremble again and she takes a shaky breath. "I don't-- don't wanna be done."

[piqued]

"An' I don't want you to be done." He can't stop himself. His coat is already in his hands; it swings almost of its own free will to pull around her shoulders in the now-familiar protective fashion. "Please-- let's talk."

[eucre]

She nods, fingers curling in his shirt as she moves closer. "You didn't-- you messed up."

[piqued]

"...I did." He should have Remembered that Feilim liked knowing things, wanted to help, needed to be Involved to keep from panicking. He should have told her he was Thinking about it before the question slipped out. "But it's done."

[eucre]

"... thought you were going to leave Piper," she admits quietly, reaching up to flick at her hair.

[piqued]

That gets an unnaturally short breath before his arms pull to hold her Properly in against his chest. "I'd na. D'you not believe that?"

[eucre]

"-No? I believe... I don't know anymore." Her voice is even quieter now.

[piqued]

"'m not our father, Felicia." His grip tightens unconsciously. "'m not going t'-- leave you on your own like that."

[eucre]

"... okay. Okay. Don't- don't leave Piper." She lets herself be bundled closer, burying her face into his chest as she takes controlled breaths in and out.

[piqued]

There. She's Close again. She's Safe where he doesn't have to let Her slip away too.

It takes a moment of breathing before his head drops down to rest over hers, lips moving against her hair. "I won't leave you. 've got... t' love Annie and Master Victor, but... you'll always be special. Always right--"

Half a second to bring her head around, press it more properly against his heart.

"--here."

[eucre]

She lets out a long breath, then looks up at him. "S'Brother cold?" His jacket is draped around her shoulders, after all.

[piqued]

"'m fine, Felicia." It's strange, slipping back and forth with names. It's not strange to run a hand over her hair and give a slight tug. "An' be easier 'f you'd come inside, though."

[eucre]

"'Kay," she murmurs, letting herself be tugged wherever he wants. "Brother? ... Piper loves you."

...is. This actually going. Well again. ; ; <3

[piqued]

That requires him actually Pausing a moment. Actually catching her chin so she'll look up at him.

"I love you."

Piper. Felicia. The missing piece of his Family.

I think. I think we did it. :<

[eucre]

She tries for a smile. "Felicia says she won't love you unless you give her ice cream. With sprinkles."

/happy sob

[piqued]

"And will you sit quietly?" he tsks, pulling her under his arm a little more and direct them back to the Castle Spades.

Re: /happy sob

[eucre]

She thinks about that for a moment. Then- "Is 'mmmm!' the same as sitting quietly?"

[piqued]

"'f you can 'mmm' withou' bothering anyone, yes." Which was mostly a matter of tucking her into the right corner of the kitchen.

[eucre]

She mulls that over, then shrugs with a grin. "Piper will try her bestest, yes?"

[piqued]

His own 'hm' is soft, but absolutely touched at the corners with almost a smile.

Better. Best to have her back in his arms.