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Who wants ice cream? It’s on me..
I want ice cream!Â
Alright, I… pinky promise!
Yay!
When -A was in your home, she stole one of Arabelle’s dresses and set part of it on fire. The remain of the dress were placed upon his bed.
Peter was exhausted from his long day at the beach. He smiled as the memories replayed in his head. Never did he imagine himself carrying Bellie in his arms. It was almost like in those adult “love” books that he once read at the library. He dragged himself into his room, only to find his mother already there.Â
“Hey Mom, what’s—” Peter froze, “I—Is that..?”“Ara’s dress.” She finished his sentence.
Peter ran to his bed, picking up the piece of fabric in his hand, “W—Why? This is Bellie’s favorite dress…” He looked up to his mother in confusion and fear, “Bellie.. is she okay right?” Peter paced back and forth with Bellie’s dress in his arms.“She’s okay, baby. Now go to bed, we’ve had a long day. We can deal with this tomorrow, okay?” Her voice softened at her last sentence. Peter shook his head, “I want to know who did this and why.”
Sorry I couldn’t come to the beach, everyone. I got… held up.
Held up? Who held you up? Or what? Are you okay, Aunt Jen?Â
“I’ve been left, too. Anything’s better than nothing. Not knowing… is the worst.”
Well of course I had to!
Yay! More presents for..
Bellie!
Promise.
Do you require me to link pinkies with you the way Arabelle does?
Yes!Â
“Okie dokie! I’ll see you then!”
"I'm here!"
“Can you ask your mummy if you can come to my house?”
"Mom said I could. I'll be there in 5 minutes."
I’m one-hundred percent sure!
Promise?
Alright then Peter Pan. Haha!
Yeah, we’ll do that tomorrow. Soon enough?
Yes!Â
You're the best, Blake!
“Petey? I have a question.”
"Yes, Bellie?"
“Uhm.. Happy birthday, Petey.”
"Thanks, Bellie."Â
“But I’ve always called you Pete!” Blake laughed.
“Of course we can take pictures together. It’s be fun!”
And I always tell you to call me Peter!
Yay! Can we do it soon?
“Shush, you’re going to ruin the surprise! I mean.. Oopsie.”
"What?"
“Why wouldn’t I remember?” he handed Peter the picture he just took and gives him a pat on the back. “Picture turned out great little buddy! Happy birthday.”Â
Peter took the picture, "I don't know, but can we take a picture together too?"
"Thanks Blake!"
Yes, you big boy!
We didn’t know what you wanted so we brought you a 50 dollar gift card to anywhere, sweetie.
You're the best aunt ever!
Wow! Thanks Aunt Ashley! You really are the best!