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[walkstherazorsedge]

I can't talk to you when you're being hysterical.

Gabrielle Solis; Desperate Housewives

Starter for @petalpalmed - Little!Veronica AU

Veronica’s fourth birthday party at a little kid’s place near the Central Park promised to be the event of the year. If it hadn’t been for the fact that Hiram’s mother showed up unannounced after saying that she couldn’t make it. 

Since a very young age, Veronica had learned that whenever her mother’s sweet expression turned into a weird smile of... pure suppressed disgust, it meant only one thing: having to deal with people she despised. In other words, having to deal with Hiram’s mother.

When Cecilia walked in that afternoon, the ravenette held Veronica so tight to her chest, the little girl had to repeatedly poke her shoulder while whining ‘Mommy, you’re hurting me.’ before Hiram came to her rescue.

“I know she said she wasn’t coming but just listen to me-”

“Now you care to hear what I have to say? Well, clearly you didn’t when you and her plotted behind my back about this. You’re hysterical, did you know that? And not in the good way. Eres un hipócrita maldito!” The young Latina said through gritted teeth, practically fuming.

Oh, little Ronnie was in for quite the eventful afternoon.

[walkstherazorsedge]

Confidence is silent. Insecurities are loud.

The Godfather

Starter for @killerserpentine

That way was how Hermione started her little conversation with no one other than Penny Peabody’s daughter (she didn’t even know she had one but then again, there were lots of things she didn’t know about the town and vice versa).

Somehow the girl had showed up at the Pembrooke when her mother couldn’t make it to an apparent meeting with Hiram, even after she’d established that those meetings with his new partners were to be held outside and far away from their home for she’d had enough.

“Confidence is silent. Insecurities are loud.”  The brunette started as she stood behind the couch, next to the drink tray, pouring herself a nice dose of Scotch. “You and your mother love making a scene, that says much. But she can still be more quiet than you. Don’t let your insecurities show, I could be a thousand miles away and I’d still be able to hear you.”  She finished simply, making her way back to one of the armchairs opposite the couch.