An Abandoned Classroom

"mhmm..." she says distractedly, trying not to think about the many bite marks and bruises all over her body and the pain she is in. she bit her lip and wondered vaguely if she WANTED to know what happened to her

Evan, who is a little less naive than Penny, and who is perfectly and disgustedly aware of what's happened to her, hopes like hell she never figures it out. The logical side of his brain says she should know and should learn from it, but still, there are some things he doesn't want her to have to deal with.

"What, Pen? Where are ya in that crazy little head a'yours?"

"hmm?" she snaps her attention back to Evan. "oh. um. just thinking. about, well y'know...and some other stuff..."

"Right," he said, not interested in going into whatever else she had on her mind right now. He goes to stand up, but winces at the sharp pains in his stomach (and groin, but he's not dealing with that in front of his kid sister!) caused by steel-capped boots and sits back down.

"Dammit."

[HAH. why noooottt??? lol]

she looked up at him. "still in pain? sorry i'm not better at this stuff..."

[because if he hears about any more of her drama, he'll either go nuts and end up in St. Mungo's, or drag her out of school.... XD]

"I'm not in pain!" Evan snaps. "C'mere."
He throws an arm about her shoulders, acting as if it's a casual move of sibling affection, but leaning a little more weight than would be strictly necessary on Penny's thin shoulders.
"Let's get outta here. I want a shower - that other punk's got his blood all over my knuckles..."

[HAH. NOOO. but i meant about the groin pain. LOL XD]

she winces as Evan throws her arm around her and leans on her for support, but tries not to show it. obviously Evan needs her help and she would help him like the good little sister she is. "Let's get out of here Ev"

[OH GOD NO! LET'S NEVER EVER EVER TALK ABOUT EV'S GROIN TOGETHER! XD LMAO]

Evan nods and leans on Penny as they shuffle out the door.

[HEHEHEHEHEHEHE XD]

Molly finds a nice, quiet classroom to finish up the dragon cushion for Alice. Because it's totally nearly ready - BAMF knitter and all....

[cue my darling little sis!]

Alice skips in, sadly, because she is sad. Durrrrr. "Hi Mol- is that my dragon?"

Molly looks up and nods, grinning at her awesometastic little sister, whom she doesn't think is sad at all.
"Sure is, Ali. Nearly done - look!"

She holds it up and it totally looks like this, only purple and gold:

Alice faints because it's so damn beautiful.

Fabian intrudes on Molly and Alice, rather loudly seeing as he kicks the door open, and enters the room with a pirouette. "Oh, hello there~!" he greets cheerfully.

Molly uses Enervate! to wake Alice up and hopes she hasn't hit her head too hard.

"Fay!" she squeals at the loud intruder! "Look at Ali's dragon cushion! I'm making a butterfly for you when I'm done with this!"

Alice is bleeding to death.

Molly is good at this healing business, and has Ali all patched up in no time.

"OH. EM. GEE. THAT IS SO AMAZING. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU, MOLLY!" Fabian squealed and hugged his sister. "Well, that was really all I came in for, seeing as my knitting senses were a-tinglin', so, I'll catch you later!" he twirled away.

"I can see the light! HI GRANNY!"

[WELL. THANKS FOR SAYING BYE TO ME! *sobs*]

Molly would be confused if Fay hadn't been doing that sort of things their entire lives. She hugs him back and then waves.
"Bye, Fay-bee."
She checks to make sure Alice isn't dead.

"Granny, where are you going? NOOOOO GRANNY!" Alice is alive now. HOORAY!

Molly is super glad Alice is alive again. Without Ali around, she would be the little sister. And that must suck, with Gid and Fay, the evil overlords stomping on any potential fun.

"You right there, Ali? You seem a bit... off."

"Hmm, off? Me? Nope." She sits up and watches Molly knit the purple dragon. "How do dragons have sex?"

"Good question," Molly shrugs, still knitting happily. "I imagine it's the same way most reptiles have sex. Why all the sex questions lately, Alice? You been going through the boys' things again?"

Alice grins suspiciously. "It's possible... but sometimes a girl just wonders.... HAHA I FOUND SO MUCH STUFF IN THEIR ROOM," she blurts out.