Jeremiah Pevensie

Narnia RP

[jeremiahpev]

The Barn

It was two days after Jeremiah had been brought home when his new mom and aunt had set up a 'playdate' for him. Slowly but surely, Jeremiah was getting introduced to his new family. He liked it this way, though. No big party or gathering where he would have to try to remember who everyone was. No, this way, he was able to get to meet everyone one by one, or sometimes two at a time.

Today, he was getting to meet with his cousin, Darcia. They were to be meeting outside, which gave them plenty of options to do. Jeremiah was sitting on this one huge rock, drawing mindlessly in the dirt with a stick he had found when he heard the light footsteps coming his way.

[thefaithfultmarc]

The Hair Dye

[jeremiahpev]

emheartsicle:

She couldn’t help but smile. “I’ve never heard you laugh before.” She said, giggling. “It sounds nice.” She stood up suddenly, and went to the bathroom door. She was aware that they had been making a lot of noise, and wanted to make sure that Mommy was still in the kitchen. She cracked the door and peeked out. She could just see her at the counter, and quickly shut the door again.

"Thanks." Jeremiah said, smiling a little. He wasn't aware how easily he seemed to feel shy. "Is she coming?" He asked, when Emily went over to the door. He, too, hadn't thought about being quiet.

[thefaithfultmarc]

The Hair Dye

[jeremiahpev]

emheartsicle:

She shook her head, not realizing until too late what a terrible mistake it was. “I’m sorry!” She said, whirling around, spreading more dye on the walls and shower curtain and mirror. She couldn’t help but giggle as she looked at her brother. “I’m a terrible sister.” She said, grabbing the cloth again to dab more dye off his face.

Jeremiah backed up as he felt more of the wet, think dye come across his face. Thankfully, none got in his eyes or mouth. After his initial shock wore over, he finally laughed. "No, you're not a terrible sister." He laughed some more, shaking his head. "You just make things interesting!"

[thefaithfultmarc]

The Hair Dye

[jeremiahpev]

emheartsicle:

She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know.” She out the cloth in the sink and sat down again so he could finish. “Maybe they think I’m going to leave again. I was bounced around a lot.”

"Have you... Ever asked them?" Jeremiah asked her, as he started squirting out more of the hair dye onto Emily's head. "I mean... If you ask them, they could say yes, you know?" After all, Jeremiah had flat out asked Miley and Edmund to adopt him.

[thefaithfultmarc]

The Hair Dye

[jeremiahpev]

emheartsicle:

She giggled again as she dampened a wash cloth and dabbed the dye off his face. “Dab, not rub silly.” “And I did. They took me in when I had no one else. This isn’t the first time I’ve lived here, just the longest. My brother moved to Archenland for awhile, then they came back here.”

Jeremiah nodded, letting Emily get the dye off of his face. "Dab... Okay. I'll try to remember that, in the event that we dye your hair in secret again..." He laughed. "So, if you live here..... Then why haven't they adopted you, too?"

[thefaithfultmarc]

The Hair Dye

[jeremiahpev]

emheartsicle:

"Well, it started as Percy was sick and stuff, and then Merida had the babies, and there wasn’t really room for me, and now….well, this is my home now." She turned on her seat on the stool to look at him, and then let out a giggle. "You got hair dye on your face."

"Oh... So you.. You wanted to move out? You wanted to live here?" Jeremiah asked, as he tried to rub the hair dye off of his face without getting even more on it. "You must really like them."

[thefaithfultmarc]

The Hair Dye

[jeremiahpev]

emheartsicle:

"I like having you here." She said, smiling at him through the mirror. She wanted to hold his hand to make him feel better, but he was busy. "I never met my actual dad. When I was little, they just told me my dad was my brothers’ dad, but then when I was five, after Billy died, my Mama told me he wasn’t, but she never told me who he was. I guess I never knew what a good dad was until I came here. I watched my ‘dad’ beat my brother and call him all kinds of names, and my mom never did anything about it. She’s dead now too. I don’t know if anyone ever told you…it’s why I live here now.”

Jeremiah nodded. He took comfort in knowing at least one person enjoyed his company. He knew he was just being silly, that everyone in the house enjoyed his company. Otherwise, he wouldn't be here, would he? "But what about Percy? Isn't he your brother, too? Or don't you like living with him?" In all honesty, he had been curious. It wasn't often you met someone in Emily's situation, and he was fascinated.

[thefaithfultmarc]

The Hair Dye

[jeremiahpev]

emheartsicle:

She sat quietly, letting him run hair dye through his hair. “Jeremiah?” She asked. “Do you know who your parents are? Your actual ones, not Mommy and Deddie.” She studied the boy in the mirror as he worked, her eyes watching his face. He had dark eyes, so dark she felt a person could get lost into that void. But he always looked like he was thinking about something. “And why do you spend so much time in your room. You should come spend time with the rest of us.”

"Well..." Jeremiah took a few seconds to think over the questions. He only had few memories of his biological parents; none of which were pleasant or detailed. When he went into the foster system, he wasn't quite 3 years old. "I don't really remember them... The only clear memory I have of them is when they let me fall off a really high chair one time." Jeremiah tried to laugh it off, but it was only half hearted. "They never really took care of me, or paid any attention to me..." He sighed, as he lifted up a chunk of Emily's hair to coat the underneath. "I guess I stay in my room so that I'm out of the way. I don't want to leave again.... I like it here."

[thefaithfultmarc]

The Hair Dye

Emily couldn’t help but let out a giggle. Part of her couldn’t believe Jeremiah had helped her do this. He was usually too busy hiding away in his room doing goodness knew what. But here the two of them were, Jeremiah with gloves on, helping her put the dye in her hair. She wasn’t sure why she had decided to go to Jeremiah. Probably because she knew Cori would tell, and Vanessa just wouldn’t do it, and Mel seemed too busy for her brothers and sisters anymore. “Jeremiah, you read the instructions right?”

[jeremiahpev]

Though Jeremiah hadn't been certain that this was a good idea, he had went along with it just the same. To him, it was partially a way to test his newfound parents. Time after countless time, Jeremiah had found himself being kicked out of foster homes because he had done something wrong; no matter how small it was. He had kept telling himself that that would not be the case here, but a small part of him doubted that. Plus, he thought this would be rather fun. Something new. "Yeah. Yeah of course I read the instructions!" Jeremiah laughed uneasily. "It doesn't mean I remember every detail though..." He murmured, under his breath, hoping he wouldn't screw this up badly. He could only imagine a partially bald Emily, thanks to hair dye going wrong.

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