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Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

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"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

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"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

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Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

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The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

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"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

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Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

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Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

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"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

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Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

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The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

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“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

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Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

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“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

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“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

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"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

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“Good idea” grace said softly.

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Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

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Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

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Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

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Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

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“It isn’t nothing” Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Tomorrow I’m going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now I’m banding your legs and I want you to elevate them” she said. “And don’t let the baby crawl on you” she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.

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Grace did as well

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"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

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“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

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Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

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“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

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Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

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“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

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Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

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“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

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Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

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“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

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Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

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“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

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Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

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“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

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Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

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“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

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Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

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Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

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Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

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“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

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Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

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“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

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Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

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“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

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Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

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Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

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“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

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Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

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Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

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Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

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Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

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"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

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Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

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Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

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Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

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Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

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Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

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"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.

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Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

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"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

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Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

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Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

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Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

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“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

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"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

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Miss Glassbill nodded. “I’m telling the truth. I wish I wasn’t” she said softly. “The wights took her… she wasn’t dead” she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.

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Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

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"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

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“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

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"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

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Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

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Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."

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Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

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Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

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Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. “The wights…” it was hard to get the words out. “They… they experimented on ymbrynes” she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.

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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

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"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.

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Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didn’t want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. “They… they wanted to-to create…. More wights… they wanted to breed more wights” she choked out finally.

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“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

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“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

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"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

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John nodded. “She wants her car so bad” he sighed and then nodded again. “I know… I just don’t get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. It’s miserable” he said

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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

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“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

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Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

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Miss Glassbill didn’t know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. “I’m sorry love, I’m so sorry” she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.

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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

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John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

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Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

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John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

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Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

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Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

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Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. “I know” she said quietly. “I know love” she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. “I’m sorry you lost her” she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.

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Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

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John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

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Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

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Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

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“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

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John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

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Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

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“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

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Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

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Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

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“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

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Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

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Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

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“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

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John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

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"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

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John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

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“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

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Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."

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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.

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Mother led her down the stairs.

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John nodded, rubbing his face. “I’m sorry Beth…. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care of” he said

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Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciaga’s back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldn’t be enough.

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Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs

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Mothrr followed her slowly.

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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.

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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."

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Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright

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Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.

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John sighed. “Maybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on her” he said

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Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."

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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.

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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.

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“I mean I’ve got an extra room. We don’t need to bring everything” John said softly. “It’s just for a while”

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Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully

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“No, You sit down love” Sharon said

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Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"

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Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.

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Mother nodded.

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John nodded. “Yeah. If. Tell them we’ll look after her” he said.

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Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up

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Sharon loved to the stove

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Miss Nightjsr quickly pulled down the shirt again, hiding her chest.

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Mother watched him, Ronaldo sitting next to her excited.

"Are you sure you don't want an orange?" He asked, having forgotten about last time.

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Beth nodded. "I'd be happy to stay home with her all day." She sa,id, happy to have another reason for not going to work

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“You don’t have to hide” Miss petrel said softly

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“No!” Sharon turned around. “No oranges!”

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John thought for a moment. “Would you be alright with that?” He asked

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Beth nodded. Then, she took a deep breath. :Honestly,I've been thinking of finding a new job."

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Mother gave him a glare. "No thanks" she told Ronaldo sweetly.

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Miss Nightjar sighed. "I just don't like the way I look." She sighed.

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John was surprised. “Really?” He asked “why? I thought you liked being a nurse.

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Sharon still looked nervous but said nothing more.

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“Why not?” Miss petrel asked softly, having never really seen the full extent of the scarring

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"It's horrible. Half my chest is just...scars." she said sadly. That's...that's why I asked for an extra sweater last night. I had it to...to cover up. It felt better more covered up." She explained. "My nightmare was about when they sew together my chest. The bonemender was...rough."

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"I do" Beth said. "But I just...I just can't reaquint myself with working at the hospital. I don't want to be there anymore." She said honestly. "I've been calling in sick because I just can't do it."

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Mother waited patiently, letting Ronaldo eat his orange in peace.

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Miss Petrel frowned. “I’m sure it isn’t that bad” she said softly. “You shouldn’t be ashamed” she said gently. “I’m sorry about your dream though…” she sighed. She’d had her own fare share of bad dreams recently.

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John nodded, giving her a hug and a gentle kiss. “You do what ever is best for you, alright?” She said quietly

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Soon Sharon brought the porridge over

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Mother lightup. "It looks amazing "

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Beth looked at him. "You wouldn't be angry?" She asked softly. "I could stay home with Laura full time for a time until I find another time."

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Miss Nightjar looked at her. "You have no idea." She said firmly. "You haven't seen it. You don't know how ugly it is!" Without thinking she started to undress, wanting tonshow her how bad it really was.

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Sharon smiled, setting it in front of her and pouring honey on top.

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“Of course I wouldn’t be angry” John said quietly. “And I’d really appreciate it if you could keep an eye on mum”

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Miss petrel looked at her. “It isn’t ugly” she said firmly. “Not at all.”

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"It is!" She repeated again, finally pulling off her T-shirt. "Look at it!" She gestured to her bare chest.

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Mother Dust smiled, starting to drink.

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Beth nodded. "Thank you for understanding." She said kindly. "And I wouldn't mind. I want to help."

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“It’s really not that bad” Gwen said softly. Without thinking she reached out to touch the scars. “And You’re beautiful regardless.

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Sharon sat down and kissed her cheek as she ate.

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John nodded. “In that case… I’d really like to get mum out of there as soon as possible. And we should go get her cat for her” he said, picking up his own car and scratching his ears.

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Miss Glassbill woke up feeling a dull throb in her back, she kept quiet though when she saw that Miss wren was also awake and clearly miserable

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Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

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"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

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"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

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Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

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The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

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"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

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Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

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Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

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"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

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Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

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The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

missprp

“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

____

Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

ymbrynerp

Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

missprp

“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

_____

“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

ymbrynerp

"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

missprp

“Good idea” grace said softly.

___

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

ymbrynerp

Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

missprp

Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

ymbrynerp

Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

missprp

——

Grace did as well

ymbrynerp

"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

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missprp

“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

missprp

“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

missprp

“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

missprp

“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

missprp

“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

missprp

“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

missprp

“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

missprp

“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

missprp

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

missprp

“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

missprp

“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

missprp

“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

____

Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

missprp

“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

____

Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

missprp

Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

_____

Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

ymbrynerp

"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

missprp

Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

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Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

ymbrynerp

Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

missprp

Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

____

Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

ymbrynerp

"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

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missprp

Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

ymbrynerp

"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

missprp

Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

_____

Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

ymbrynerp

Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

missprp

Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

____

“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

ymbrynerp

"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

missprp

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Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

ymbrynerp

"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

missprp

“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

ymbrynerp

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

missprp

Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

___

Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

ymbrynerp

Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

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missprp

Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

____

Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

missprp

____

Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

ymbrynerp

"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

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missprp

____

“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

——-

“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

ymbrynerp

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

missprp

___

Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

____

“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

missprp

____

Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

____

John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

ymbrynerp

Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

missprp

John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

____

Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

___

Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

missprp

____

Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

____

John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

missprp

Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

___

“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

___

John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

missprp

“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

____

Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

____

Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

missprp

“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

___

Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

___

Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

missprp

Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

___

“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

____

John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

ymbrynerp

"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

missprp

John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

____

Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

____

“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."

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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.

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Mother led her down the stairs.

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missprp

John nodded, rubbing his face. “I’m sorry Beth…. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care of” he said

—-

Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciaga’s back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldn’t be enough.

——

Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs

ymbrynerp

Mothrr followed her slowly.

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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.

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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."

missprp

Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright

____

Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.

——

John sighed. “Maybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on her” he said

gemvictorfromtheponyverse

Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."

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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.

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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.

missprp

“I mean I’ve got an extra room. We don’t need to bring everything” John said softly. “It’s just for a while”

____

Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully

___

“No, You sit down love” Sharon said

ymbrynerp

Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"

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Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.

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Mother nodded.

missprp

John nodded. “Yeah. If. Tell them we’ll look after her” he said.

——

Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up

____

Sharon loved to the stove

ymbrynerp

Miss Nightjsr quickly pulled down the shirt again, hiding her chest.

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Mother watched him, Ronaldo sitting next to her excited.

"Are you sure you don't want an orange?" He asked, having forgotten about last time.

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Beth nodded. "I'd be happy to stay home with her all day." She sa,id, happy to have another reason for not going to work

missprp

“You don’t have to hide” Miss petrel said softly

____

“No!” Sharon turned around. “No oranges!”

___

John thought for a moment. “Would you be alright with that?” He asked

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. Then, she took a deep breath. :Honestly,I've been thinking of finding a new job."

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Mother gave him a glare. "No thanks" she told Ronaldo sweetly.

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Miss Nightjar sighed. "I just don't like the way I look." She sighed.

missprp

John was surprised. “Really?” He asked “why? I thought you liked being a nurse.

——

Sharon still looked nervous but said nothing more.

___

“Why not?” Miss petrel asked softly, having never really seen the full extent of the scarring

ymbrynerp

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Mother waited patiently, letting Ronaldo eat his orange in peace.

missprp

——-

John nodded, giving her a hug and a gentle kiss. “You do what ever is best for you, alright?” She said quietly

___

Soon Sharon brought the porridge over

ymbrynerp

Mother lightup. "It looks amazing "

----------

Beth looked at him. "You wouldn't be angry?" She asked softly. "I could stay home with Laura full time for a time until I find another time."

-----------

missprp

Sharon smiled, setting it in front of her and pouring honey on top.

____

“Of course I wouldn’t be angry” John said quietly. “And I’d really appreciate it if you could keep an eye on mum”

___

Miss petrel looked at her. “It isn’t ugly” she said firmly. “Not at all.”

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

@almaperegrin

"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

ymbrynerp

"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

missprp

Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

_____

The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

ymbrynerp

"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

missprp

Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

_____

Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

missprp

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

ymbrynerp

"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

missprp

Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

____

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

ymbrynerp

The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

missprp

“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

____

Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

ymbrynerp

Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

missprp

“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

_____

“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

ymbrynerp

"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

----##-----

"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

missprp

“Good idea” grace said softly.

___

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

ymbrynerp

Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

missprp

Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

____

Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

ymbrynerp

Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

missprp

——

Grace did as well

ymbrynerp

"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

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missprp

“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

missprp

“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

missprp

“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

missprp

“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

missprp

“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

missprp

“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

missprp

“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

missprp

“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

missprp

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

missprp

“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

missprp

“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

missprp

“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

____

Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

missprp

“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

____

Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

missprp

Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

_____

Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

ymbrynerp

"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

missprp

Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

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Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

ymbrynerp

Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

missprp

Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

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Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

ymbrynerp

"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

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missprp

Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

ymbrynerp

"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

missprp

Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

ymbrynerp

Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

missprp

Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

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“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

ymbrynerp

"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

missprp

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Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

ymbrynerp

"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

missprp

“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

ymbrynerp

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

missprp

Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

ymbrynerp

Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

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missprp

Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

missprp

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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

ymbrynerp

"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

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missprp

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“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

——-

“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

ymbrynerp

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

missprp

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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

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“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

missprp

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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

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John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

ymbrynerp

Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

missprp

John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

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Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

missprp

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Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

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John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

missprp

Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

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“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

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John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

missprp

“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

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Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

missprp

“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

___

Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

___

Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

missprp

Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

___

“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

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John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

ymbrynerp

"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

missprp

John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

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“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."

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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.

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Mother led her down the stairs.

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missprp

John nodded, rubbing his face. “I’m sorry Beth…. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care of” he said

—-

Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciaga’s back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldn’t be enough.

——

Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs

ymbrynerp

Mothrr followed her slowly.

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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.

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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."

missprp

Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright

____

Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.

——

John sighed. “Maybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on her” he said

gemvictorfromtheponyverse

Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."

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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.

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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.

missprp

“I mean I’ve got an extra room. We don’t need to bring everything” John said softly. “It’s just for a while”

____

Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully

___

“No, You sit down love” Sharon said

ymbrynerp

Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"

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Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.

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Mother nodded.

missprp

John nodded. “Yeah. If. Tell them we’ll look after her” he said.

——

Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up

____

Sharon loved to the stove

ymbrynerp

Miss Nightjsr quickly pulled down the shirt again, hiding her chest.

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Mother watched him, Ronaldo sitting next to her excited.

"Are you sure you don't want an orange?" He asked, having forgotten about last time.

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Beth nodded. "I'd be happy to stay home with her all day." She sa,id, happy to have another reason for not going to work

missprp

“You don’t have to hide” Miss petrel said softly

____

“No!” Sharon turned around. “No oranges!”

___

John thought for a moment. “Would you be alright with that?” He asked

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. Then, she took a deep breath. :Honestly,I've been thinking of finding a new job."

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Mother gave him a glare. "No thanks" she told Ronaldo sweetly.

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Miss Nightjar sighed. "I just don't like the way I look." She sighed.

missprp

John was surprised. “Really?” He asked “why? I thought you liked being a nurse.

——

Sharon still looked nervous but said nothing more.

___

“Why not?” Miss petrel asked softly, having never really seen the full extent of the scarring

ymbrynerp

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Mother waited patiently, letting Ronaldo eat his orange in peace.

missprp

——-

John nodded, giving her a hug and a gentle kiss. “You do what ever is best for you, alright?” She said quietly

___

Soon Sharon brought the porridge over

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

@almaperegrin

"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

ymbrynerp

"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

missprp

Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

_____

The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

ymbrynerp

"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

missprp

Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

_____

Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

missprp

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

ymbrynerp

"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

missprp

Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

ymbrynerp

The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

missprp

“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

____

Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

ymbrynerp

Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

missprp

“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

_____

“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

ymbrynerp

"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

missprp

“Good idea” grace said softly.

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Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

ymbrynerp

Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

missprp

Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

ymbrynerp

Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

missprp

——

Grace did as well

ymbrynerp

"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

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missprp

“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

missprp

“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

missprp

“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

missprp

“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

missprp

“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

missprp

“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

missprp

“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

missprp

“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

missprp

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

missprp

“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

missprp

“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

missprp

“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

____

Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

missprp

“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

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Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

missprp

Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

_____

Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

ymbrynerp

"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

missprp

Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

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Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

ymbrynerp

Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

missprp

Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

____

Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

ymbrynerp

"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

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missprp

Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

____

Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

ymbrynerp

"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

missprp

Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

_____

Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

ymbrynerp

Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

missprp

Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

____

“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

ymbrynerp

"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

missprp

____

Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

ymbrynerp

"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

missprp

“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

____

Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

ymbrynerp

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

missprp

Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

___

Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

ymbrynerp

Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

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missprp

Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

____

Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

missprp

____

Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

ymbrynerp

"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

-------------

missprp

____

“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

——-

“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

ymbrynerp

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

missprp

___

Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

____

“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

missprp

____

Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

____

John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

ymbrynerp

Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

missprp

John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

____

Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

___

Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

missprp

____

Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

____

John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

missprp

Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

___

“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

___

John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

missprp

“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

____

Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

____

Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

missprp

“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

___

Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

___

Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

missprp

Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

___

“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

____

John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

ymbrynerp

"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

missprp

John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

____

Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

____

“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."

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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.

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Mother led her down the stairs.

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missprp

John nodded, rubbing his face. “I’m sorry Beth…. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care of” he said

—-

Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciaga’s back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldn’t be enough.

——

Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs

ymbrynerp

Mothrr followed her slowly.

,--------

Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.

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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."

missprp

Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright

____

Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.

——

John sighed. “Maybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on her” he said

gemvictorfromtheponyverse

Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."

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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.

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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.

missprp

“I mean I’ve got an extra room. We don’t need to bring everything” John said softly. “It’s just for a while”

____

Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully

___

“No, You sit down love” Sharon said

ymbrynerp

Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"

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Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.

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Mother nodded.

missprp

John nodded. “Yeah. If. Tell them we’ll look after her” he said.

——

Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up

____

Sharon loved to the stove

ymbrynerp

Miss Nightjsr quickly pulled down the shirt again, hiding her chest.

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Mother watched him, Ronaldo sitting next to her excited.

"Are you sure you don't want an orange?" He asked, having forgotten about last time.

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Beth nodded. "I'd be happy to stay home with her all day." She sa,id, happy to have another reason for not going to work

missprp

“You don’t have to hide” Miss petrel said softly

____

“No!” Sharon turned around. “No oranges!”

___

John thought for a moment. “Would you be alright with that?” He asked

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. Then, she took a deep breath. :Honestly,I've been thinking of finding a new job."

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Mother gave him a glare. "No thanks" she told Ronaldo sweetly.

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Miss Nightjar sighed. "I just don't like the way I look." She sighed.

missprp

John was surprised. “Really?” He asked “why? I thought you liked being a nurse.

——

Sharon still looked nervous but said nothing more.

___

“Why not?” Miss petrel asked softly, having never really seen the full extent of the scarring

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

@almaperegrin

"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

ymbrynerp

"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

missprp

Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

_____

The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

ymbrynerp

"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

missprp

Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

_____

Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

missprp

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

ymbrynerp

"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

missprp

Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

____

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

ymbrynerp

The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

missprp

“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

____

Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

ymbrynerp

Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

missprp

“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

_____

“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

ymbrynerp

"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

missprp

“Good idea” grace said softly.

___

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

ymbrynerp

Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

missprp

Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

____

Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

ymbrynerp

Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

missprp

——

Grace did as well

ymbrynerp

"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

--------

missprp

“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

missprp

“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

missprp

“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

missprp

“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

missprp

“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

missprp

“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

missprp

“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

missprp

“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

missprp

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

missprp

“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

missprp

“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

missprp

“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

____

Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

missprp

“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

____

Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

missprp

Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

_____

Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

ymbrynerp

"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

missprp

Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

____

Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

ymbrynerp

Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

missprp

Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

____

Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

ymbrynerp

"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

----------------

missprp

Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

____

Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

ymbrynerp

"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

missprp

Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

_____

Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

ymbrynerp

Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

missprp

Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

____

“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

ymbrynerp

"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

missprp

____

Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

ymbrynerp

"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

missprp

“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

____

Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

ymbrynerp

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

missprp

Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

___

Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

ymbrynerp

Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

----------

missprp

Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

____

Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

missprp

____

Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

ymbrynerp

"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

----------

Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

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missprp

____

“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

——-

“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

ymbrynerp

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

missprp

___

Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

____

“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

---------------

"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

missprp

____

Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

____

John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

ymbrynerp

Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

------------

Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

missprp

John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

____

Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

___

Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

missprp

____

Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

____

John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

missprp

Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

___

“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

___

John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

----------

Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

missprp

“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

____

Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

____

Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

--------

Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

missprp

“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

___

Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

___

Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

-----------

Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

----------

Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

missprp

Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

___

“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

____

John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

ymbrynerp

"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

--------------

Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

missprp

John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

____

Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

____

“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."

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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.

------------

Mother led her down the stairs.

-----------------

missprp

John nodded, rubbing his face. “I’m sorry Beth…. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care of” he said

—-

Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciaga’s back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldn’t be enough.

——

Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs

ymbrynerp

Mothrr followed her slowly.

,--------

Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.

--------------

"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."

missprp

Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright

____

Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.

——

John sighed. “Maybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on her” he said

gemvictorfromtheponyverse

Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."

-----------

Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.

--------------

Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.

missprp

“I mean I’ve got an extra room. We don’t need to bring everything” John said softly. “It’s just for a while”

____

Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully

___

“No, You sit down love” Sharon said

ymbrynerp

Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"

---------

Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.

---------

Mother nodded.

missprp

John nodded. “Yeah. If. Tell them we’ll look after her” he said.

——

Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up

____

Sharon loved to the stove

ymbrynerp

Miss Nightjsr quickly pulled down the shirt again, hiding her chest.

--------

Mother watched him, Ronaldo sitting next to her excited.

"Are you sure you don't want an orange?" He asked, having forgotten about last time.

-------

Beth nodded. "I'd be happy to stay home with her all day." She sa,id, happy to have another reason for not going to work

missprp

“You don’t have to hide” Miss petrel said softly

____

“No!” Sharon turned around. “No oranges!”

___

John thought for a moment. “Would you be alright with that?” He asked

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

@almaperegrin

"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

ymbrynerp

"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

----------

Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

missprp

Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

_____

The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

ymbrynerp

"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

--------

Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

missprp

Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

_____

Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

missprp

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

ymbrynerp

"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

---------

Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

missprp

Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

____

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

ymbrynerp

The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

missprp

“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

____

Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

ymbrynerp

Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

missprp

“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

_____

“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

ymbrynerp

"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

----##-----

"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

missprp

“Good idea” grace said softly.

___

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

ymbrynerp

Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

missprp

Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

ymbrynerp

Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

missprp

——

Grace did as well

ymbrynerp

"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

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missprp

“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

missprp

“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

missprp

“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

missprp

“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

missprp

“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

missprp

“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

missprp

“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

missprp

“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

missprp

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

missprp

“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

missprp

“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

missprp

“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

____

Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

missprp

“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

____

Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

missprp

Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

_____

Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

ymbrynerp

"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

missprp

Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

____

Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

ymbrynerp

Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

missprp

Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

____

Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

ymbrynerp

"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

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missprp

Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

____

Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

ymbrynerp

"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

missprp

Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

_____

Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

ymbrynerp

Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

missprp

Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

____

“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

ymbrynerp

"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

missprp

____

Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

ymbrynerp

"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

-------

All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

missprp

“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

____

Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

ymbrynerp

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

missprp

Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

___

Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

ymbrynerp

Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

----------

missprp

Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

____

Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

missprp

____

Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

ymbrynerp

"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

----------

Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

-------------

missprp

____

“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

——-

“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

ymbrynerp

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

missprp

___

Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

____

“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

---------------

"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

missprp

____

Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

____

John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

ymbrynerp

Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

missprp

John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

____

Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

___

Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

---------

Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

missprp

____

Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

____

John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

missprp

Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

___

“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

___

John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

----------

Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

missprp

“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

____

Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

____

Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

--------

Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

missprp

“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

___

Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

___

Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

missprp

Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

___

“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

____

John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

ymbrynerp

"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

---------

Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

missprp

John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

____

Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

____

“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."

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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.

------------

Mother led her down the stairs.

-----------------

missprp

John nodded, rubbing his face. “I’m sorry Beth…. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care of” he said

—-

Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciaga’s back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldn’t be enough.

——

Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs

ymbrynerp

Mothrr followed her slowly.

,--------

Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.

--------------

"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."

missprp

Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright

____

Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.

——

John sighed. “Maybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on her” he said

gemvictorfromtheponyverse

Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."

-----------

Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.

--------------

Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.

missprp

“I mean I’ve got an extra room. We don’t need to bring everything” John said softly. “It’s just for a while”

____

Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully

___

“No, You sit down love” Sharon said

ymbrynerp

Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"

---------

Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.

---------

Mother nodded.

missprp

John nodded. “Yeah. If. Tell them we’ll look after her” he said.

——

Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up

____

Sharon loved to the stove

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

@almaperegrin

"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

ymbrynerp

"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

----------

Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

missprp

Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

_____

The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

ymbrynerp

"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

--------

Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

missprp

Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

_____

Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

missprp

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

ymbrynerp

"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

missprp

Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

____

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

ymbrynerp

The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

---------

Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

missprp

“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

____

Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

ymbrynerp

Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

--------

Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

missprp

“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

_____

“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

ymbrynerp

"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

----##-----

"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

missprp

“Good idea” grace said softly.

___

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

ymbrynerp

Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

----------

Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

missprp

Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

____

Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

ymbrynerp

Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

missprp

——

Grace did as well

ymbrynerp

"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

--------

missprp

“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

missprp

“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

missprp

“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

missprp

“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

missprp

“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

missprp

“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

missprp

“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

missprp

“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

missprp

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

missprp

“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

----------

Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

missprp

“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

missprp

“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

____

Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

missprp

“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

____

Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

missprp

Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

_____

Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

ymbrynerp

"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

missprp

Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

____

Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

ymbrynerp

Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

missprp

Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

____

Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

ymbrynerp

"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

----------------

missprp

Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

____

Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

ymbrynerp

"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

----------

Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

missprp

Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

_____

Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

ymbrynerp

Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

missprp

Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

____

“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

ymbrynerp

"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

missprp

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Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

ymbrynerp

"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

missprp

“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

ymbrynerp

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

missprp

Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

___

Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

ymbrynerp

Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

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missprp

Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

missprp

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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

ymbrynerp

"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

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missprp

____

“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

——-

“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

ymbrynerp

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

missprp

___

Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

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“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

missprp

____

Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

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John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

ymbrynerp

Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

missprp

John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

___

Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

missprp

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Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

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John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

missprp

Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

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“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

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John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

missprp

“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

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Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

missprp

“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

___

Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

___

Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

missprp

Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

___

“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

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John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

ymbrynerp

"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

missprp

John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

____

“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."

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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.

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Mother led her down the stairs.

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missprp

John nodded, rubbing his face. “I’m sorry Beth…. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care of” he said

—-

Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciaga’s back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldn’t be enough.

——

Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs

ymbrynerp

Mothrr followed her slowly.

,--------

Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.

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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."

missprp

Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright

____

Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.

——

John sighed. “Maybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on her” he said

gemvictorfromtheponyverse

Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."

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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.

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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.

missprp

“I mean I’ve got an extra room. We don’t need to bring everything” John said softly. “It’s just for a while”

____

Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully

___

“No, You sit down love” Sharon said

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

@almaperegrin

"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

ymbrynerp

"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

missprp

Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

_____

The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

ymbrynerp

"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

missprp

Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

_____

Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

missprp

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

ymbrynerp

"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

missprp

Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

ymbrynerp

The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

missprp

“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

____

Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

ymbrynerp

Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

missprp

“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

_____

“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

ymbrynerp

"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

missprp

“Good idea” grace said softly.

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Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

ymbrynerp

Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

missprp

Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

ymbrynerp

Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

missprp

——

Grace did as well

ymbrynerp

"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

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missprp

“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

missprp

“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

missprp

“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

missprp

“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

missprp

“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

missprp

“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

missprp

“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

missprp

“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

missprp

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

missprp

“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

missprp

“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

missprp

“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

____

Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

missprp

“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

____

Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

missprp

Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

_____

Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

ymbrynerp

"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

missprp

Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

____

Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

ymbrynerp

Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

missprp

Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

____

Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

ymbrynerp

"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

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missprp

Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

____

Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

ymbrynerp

"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

missprp

Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

_____

Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

ymbrynerp

Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

missprp

Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

____

“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

ymbrynerp

"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

missprp

____

Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

ymbrynerp

"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

missprp

“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

____

Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

ymbrynerp

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

missprp

Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

___

Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

ymbrynerp

Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

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missprp

Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

____

Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

missprp

____

Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

ymbrynerp

"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

----------

Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

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missprp

____

“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

——-

“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

ymbrynerp

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

missprp

___

Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

____

“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

missprp

____

Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

____

John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

ymbrynerp

Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

missprp

John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

____

Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

___

Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

missprp

____

Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

____

John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

missprp

Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

___

“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

___

John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

missprp

“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

____

Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

____

Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

--------

Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

missprp

“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

___

Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

___

Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

missprp

Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

___

“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

____

John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

ymbrynerp

"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

missprp

John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

____

Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

____

“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."

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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.

------------

Mother led her down the stairs.

-----------------

missprp

John nodded, rubbing his face. “I’m sorry Beth…. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care of” he said

—-

Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciaga’s back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldn’t be enough.

——

Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs

ymbrynerp

Mothrr followed her slowly.

,--------

Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.

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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."

missprp

Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright

____

Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.

——

John sighed. “Maybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on her” he said

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

@almaperegrin

"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

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"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

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Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

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The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

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"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

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Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

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Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

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"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

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Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

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The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

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“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

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Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

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“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

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“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

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"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

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“Good idea” grace said softly.

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Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

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Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

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Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

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Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

missprp

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Grace did as well

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"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

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missprp

“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

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Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

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“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

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Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

missprp

“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

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Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

missprp

“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

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Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

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“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

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Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

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“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

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Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

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“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

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Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

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“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

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Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

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Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

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Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

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“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

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Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

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“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

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Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

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“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

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Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

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Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

missprp

“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

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Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

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Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

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Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

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Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

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"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

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Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

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Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

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Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

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Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

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Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

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"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

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Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

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"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

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Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

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Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

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Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

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“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

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"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

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Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

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"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

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“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

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Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

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Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

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Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

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Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

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"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

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“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

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“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

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“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

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Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

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John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

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Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

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John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

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Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

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Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

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Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

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John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

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Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

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Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

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“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

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John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

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Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

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“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

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Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

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Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

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“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

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Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

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Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

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“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

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John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

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"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

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John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

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“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

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Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."

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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.

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Mother led her down the stairs.

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John nodded, rubbing his face. “I’m sorry Beth…. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care of” he said

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Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciaga’s back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldn’t be enough.

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Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs

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Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

@almaperegrin

"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

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"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

missprp

Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

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The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

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"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

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Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

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Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

missprp

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

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"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

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Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

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The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

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“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

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Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

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“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

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“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

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"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

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“Good idea” grace said softly.

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Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

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Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

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Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

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Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

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Grace did as well

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"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

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“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

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Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

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“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

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Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

missprp

“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

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Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

missprp

“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

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Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

missprp

“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

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Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

missprp

“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

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Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

missprp

“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

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Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

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“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

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Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

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Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

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Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

missprp

“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

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Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

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“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

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Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

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“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

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Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

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Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

missprp

“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

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Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

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Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

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Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

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Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

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"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

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Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

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Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

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Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

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Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

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Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

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"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

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Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

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"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

missprp

Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

_____

Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

ymbrynerp

Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

missprp

Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

____

“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

ymbrynerp

"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

missprp

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Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

ymbrynerp

"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

missprp

“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

ymbrynerp

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

missprp

Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

___

Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

ymbrynerp

Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

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missprp

Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

____

Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

missprp

____

Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

ymbrynerp

"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

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missprp

____

“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

——-

“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

ymbrynerp

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

missprp

___

Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

____

“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

missprp

____

Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

____

John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

ymbrynerp

Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

missprp

John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

____

Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

___

Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

missprp

____

Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

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John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

missprp

Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

___

“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

___

John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

missprp

“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

____

Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

____

Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

missprp

“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

___

Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

___

Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

missprp

Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

___

“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

____

John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

ymbrynerp

"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

missprp

John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

____

Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

___

“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

@almaperegrin

"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

ymbrynerp

"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

missprp

Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

_____

The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

ymbrynerp

"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

missprp

Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

_____

Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

missprp

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

ymbrynerp

"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

missprp

Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

ymbrynerp

The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

missprp

“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

____

Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

ymbrynerp

Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

missprp

“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

_____

“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

ymbrynerp

"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

missprp

“Good idea” grace said softly.

___

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

ymbrynerp

Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

missprp

Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

____

Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

ymbrynerp

Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

missprp

——

Grace did as well

ymbrynerp

"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

--------

missprp

“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

missprp

“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

missprp

“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

missprp

“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

missprp

“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

missprp

“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

missprp

“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

missprp

“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

missprp

Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

missprp

“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

missprp

“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

ymbrynerp

Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

missprp

“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

____

Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

missprp

“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

____

Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

missprp

Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

_____

Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

ymbrynerp

"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

missprp

Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

____

Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

ymbrynerp

Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

missprp

Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

____

Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

ymbrynerp

"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

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missprp

Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

____

Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

ymbrynerp

"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

missprp

Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

_____

Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

ymbrynerp

Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

missprp

Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

____

“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

ymbrynerp

"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

missprp

____

Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

ymbrynerp

"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

missprp

“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

____

Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

ymbrynerp

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

missprp

Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

___

Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

ymbrynerp

Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

----------

missprp

Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

____

Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

missprp

____

Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

ymbrynerp

"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

----------

Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

-------------

missprp

____

“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

——-

“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

ymbrynerp

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

missprp

___

Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

____

“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

missprp

____

Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

____

John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

ymbrynerp

Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

missprp

John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

____

Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

___

Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

missprp

____

Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

____

John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

missprp

Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

___

“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

___

John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

----------

Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

missprp

“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

____

Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

____

Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

ymbrynerp

Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

--------

Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

missprp

“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

___

Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

___

Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

missprp

Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

___

“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

____

John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

ymbrynerp

"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."

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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.

missprp

John sighed. “I’m afraid if she gets left on her own again she’ll just get worse again…. It happens. Every time” John said softly.

____

Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand

____

“Is Alright Love, just rest” Miss Glassbill said softly. “I’ve got you… I’m here” she said softly

ymbrynerp

Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP

@almaperegrin

"Addison, where are you?"

Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.

Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.

Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.

ymbrynerp

"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.

----------

Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."

missprp

Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.

_____

The blood drained from grace’s face and she moved closer to Cora. “What do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?” She asked

ymbrynerp

"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.

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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.

missprp

Grace was horrified. “Oh god…” she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. “They couldn’t have survived that, could they?” She asked softly.

_____

Miss Treecreeper came to the door. “What is it?” She asked quietly

ymbrynerp

Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."

missprp

Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’ll be right there” she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren

ymbrynerp

"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."

---------

Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."

missprp

Grace shuddered. “Why would they send a picture?” She said, holding Cora a bit closer.

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Miss Treecreeper frowned. “I’m checking on you next” she said

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The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."

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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.

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“Oh” grace said softly. “That’s awful” she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it

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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill

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Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."

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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.

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“Really?” Grace asked. “She isn’t going to take it well when she hears” she said

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“It’s me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting you” Miss Treecreeper said.

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"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.

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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.

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“Good idea” grace said softly.

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Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Let me see them” she asked. “While I’m here I want to check on the baby too” she added

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Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"

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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.

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Grace nodded, holding Cora close.

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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. “Cathy you should have called me earlier these look awful” she sighed, pointing to Cathy’s legs which were covered in swollen purple veins

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Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."

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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.

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Grace did as well

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"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.

Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.

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“Yes, your veins are swollen and your blood isn’t flowing properly” Miss Treecreeper huffed

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Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.

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“Yes, I was planning on it” Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. “I’m going to wrap your Largs up after Cathy” she said

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Cathy nodded softly.

Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.

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“Alright, let’s see” Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wren’s lungs.

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Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.

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“We’ll that doesn’t sound too good” Miss Treecreeper said. “I want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.”

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Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.

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“Careful there” Miss Treecreeper said gently. “Your ribs aren’t healing as quickly as I’d like. I’m worried about that”

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Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.

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“It means you’re pushing yourself too much.” Miss Treecreeper frowned. “And you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is rest”

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Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"

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“We’ll I don’t k ow what else to tell you” Miss Treecreeper said. “Ribs are tricky. There’s no easy fix. I can’t just wrap them in a cast” she said

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Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.

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“Yes, well no wonder it’s taking so long. You’ve broken them twice.” Miss Treecreeper sighed

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Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.

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Miss Treecreeper sighed. “Look, if this gets worse you’ll need to go to a hospital. There’s only so much I can do here” she said seriously

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Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.

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“Alright then” Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. “I’m going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevated” she said

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Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.

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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.

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“Good” Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. “Alright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the baby” she said

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Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.

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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.

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“Oh don’t worry so much Balenciaga” Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.

Gently she felt Miss Glassbill’s belly and sighed. “The little one doesn’t seem to want to lie the right way” she informed. “There’s still time though. Hopefully it will shift”

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Sharon opened his eyes. “Do you need something love?” He asked lovingly

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Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.

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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.

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“Exactly. I’ll just keep checking up to make sure it’s shifting the right way” Miss Treecreeper said. “The naughty little thing is lying sideways right now”

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Sharon smiled. “You went all on your own?” He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.

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Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.

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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."

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Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. “Really?” She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.

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Sharon have her a gentle hug. “Do you want to go outside today?” He asked softly

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"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."

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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"

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Miss Glassbill laughed softly. “That’s good” she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.

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Sharon nodded. “He would” he smiled

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Mother nodded. "Then I should. "

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Miss Wren kissed her back.

"I'm going to go. Take it easy."

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Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.

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Miss Glassbill nodded. “Balenciaga…” she said softly. “I have something to tell you…” she said

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"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."

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Sharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. “They are” he agreed.

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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . “Balenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?” She asked.

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"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.

Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.

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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."

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Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didn’t want to say but she knew she had to. “They found her body” she said softly. “I’m sorry balenciaga”

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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek

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Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.

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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."

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Sharon sat up. “Do you want breakfast?” He offered.

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“Except it wasn’t” Miss Glassbill said softly. “They just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had her” she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could

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"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"

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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"

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Sharon smiled. “What would you like to eat?” He asked

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"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.

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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.

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“How about porridge? We can put honey in it” Sharon suggested.

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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. “Bakenciaga, it isn’t pretty… I wouldn’t look” she said softly

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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"

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Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. “Love…” she called softly.

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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand

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Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."

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Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. “Do you want me to take care of your hair for you?” He asked tenderly.

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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m sorry” she said softly. “Balenciaga…”

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Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."

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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."

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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.

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"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"

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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.

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“You’re beautiful” Sharon reminded softly.

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“Tired, but I’m fine” John said. “Mum is miserable. She’s lonely… and I can’t spend all day with her… she misses her cat. It’s all she’s been talking about” he sighed

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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.

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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."

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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. “I’m sorry…” she whispered.

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“It doesn’t matter what anyone else think” Sharon said seriously

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Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.

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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.

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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."

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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.

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John nodded. “I know… but they’re treating her like a child” he said softly. “It isn’t right”

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Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."

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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.

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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.

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John frowned. “Yeah, but she’s not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a baby” he said.

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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo

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Miss Glassbill nodded. “I know… I’m sorry” she said quietly. “I’m sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to you”

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Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.

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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.

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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."

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Ronaldo smiled. “Mum!” He said happily. “Mum you’re out of bed!”

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John nodded. “I just don’t like it when people treat mum like that”

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Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.

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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."

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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.

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Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.

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“Really?!” Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.

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John nodded. “I just feel really bad for her” he said softly

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Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."

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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.

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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.

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“Yes, maybe… maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuff” he said.

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Ronaldo lit up. “Yes! Yes let’s go outside!” He said happily.

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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.

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Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."

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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."

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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.

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“But What?” John asked. “Obviously mum can’t be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help her” he said.

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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her

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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her

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Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.

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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.

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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.

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Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.

“She’s not here my love” she said softly. “I’m sorry”

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“Let’s go eat, mum! I made more oranges!” Ronaldo said

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John frowned. “We’ll what else am I supposed to do!” He said. “Mum needs someone who take care of her all the time!”

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