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“You’re right. There’s enough bears around here. What about seashells, or get you those pretty hair braids, hm?” Leaning their head over, Peter looked up at the sky, “Although it’s so lovely right now, we should just head off and skip whatever’s planned for the night. We could throw rocks at some of the cars instead, or free some neighborhood dogs?”

wendyish

“I suppose we’ll see when we go.” She wanted to get Peter something, too, but wasn’t entirely sure what. Wendy supposed if they were there and Peter saw something they liked, she could always offer to get it. It wasn’t as cool as winning something, but she didn’t think Peter would mind too much. “Or we could go on a walk after lunch and see where that takes us?”

#wendy is subtly trying to distract peter from doing dISRUPTIVE THINGS IN THE NEARBY NEIGHBORHOODS #( peter. )#( chat: peter. )

theskeletonkxd-blog

“The day that you tell me what day it is”

wendyish

“It just so happens that today is my birthday.”

#( barrel. )#( chat: barrel. )

barbpls

“Well, it’s Friday, but I’m not sure. What day is it?”

wendyish

“Well, yes, it is Friday. But it’s also my birthday.”

#I LVOE SOPHIE LOOK AT THIS ANGEL #( sophie. )#( chat: sophie. )

thegooman-blog

He cocked his head, looking at the girl expectantly.

wendyish

“..It’s my birthday!”

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Wendy smiled and angels sang. Or maybe that was just a clock ticking loudly in the background. “If I was a ghost I’d pick better places to haunt you in.” Smiling came easy. Anything would be easy when she was basking in her lady’s attention. No one else was around to distract Wendy or take her away. This was perfect. “I just went to visit my family, that’s all. The buckets of rain in Seattle were just too much. Needed to go be warm for a bit.”

She didn’t need to know she’d been suspended. A disappointed look versus her arms wrapped around her… It wasn’t a hard choice. Jamie took half a moment to just enjoy the touch, rubbing the woman’s back and smelling her shampoo. “I refuse to believe you have ever been gross a day in your life. Even if you were covered in koala shit I wouldn’t think you were gross.” Keeping her real hand on her back, she turned slightly to scoop Wendy up into her arms. “But thank you for worrying about my delicate sensibilities.”

wendyish

“I’d prefer if you weren’t a ghost, regardless.” Wendy laughed, moving to tuck some hair behind her ear as she listened to Jamie talk. That sounded nice— Visiting family. But, as it was currently, Wendy still wasn’t on the best of terms with her father. So, simply put, for the time being, it wasn’t going to happen. “Ah, I see. That’s great, though— That you got to see them. I’m sure they were just as happy to see you as I am.” Wendy flashed a broad smile in Jamie’s direction.

“You think much too highly of me then, Jamie.” She chastised playfully, mirth twinkling in her eyes. Her chin rested on Jamie’s shoulder for a moment, and Wendy took the minute to consider asking Jamie why she hadn’t told her she was leaving, but wasn’t entirely sure if she should or not. Jamie didn’t have to tell Wendy every time she decided to do something— She’d just worried this time, was all. A noise of surprise left her as she was scooped up into Jamie’s arms, and Wendy blinked, clinging to Jamie out of instinct, but she relaxed a moment later after realizing she was safe.

“Did you come back to the circus solely to sweep me off my feet?” She laughed again.

#( jamie. )#( chat: jamie. )#now take her and run jamie

nevergrowup-its-a-trap-blog

“you’d be awfully bored, I suppose,” Peter grinned. Putting their hand over hers, the began the walk towards the mess, “Wendy, Darling,” They started, “The two of us, me and you, say, we should do something, a beach, on our next day off? I’ll win you a big ol’ bear or something?”

wendyish

“Well, I can’t deny that.” Wendy looked entirely content as they strolled back to the train, intending to head for the dining car. She hummed in acknowledgement as Peter called her name, turning her head to look up at them, eyebrows raised in question. “Oh, you don’t need to win me anything, Peter. I don’t need gifts, your company is more than enough. But the beach does sound lovely.”

#( peter. )#( chat: peter. )

nevergrowup-its-a-trap-blog

Grinning, Peter nodded, “And with you by my side, they’d let me keep it for the thought of putting such a little thing in distress is truly one that could set even the most vile of people on the right path.” They told her, and offered an arm, “Come along, Darling, It’s just past lunch and I know you haven’t eaten.”

wendyish

“Ah, yes. One look at the corrupt, and I send them back on the path of righteousness.” Wendy joked, taking the arm Peter offered her with a gentle hand as they fell in step with one another. “What ever would I do if you weren’t here to look out for me?”

#half of the gifs i found in a gifhunt dont work kill me #( chat: peter. )#( peter. )#ddcpeter

theskeletonkxd-blog

Barrel hadn’t been able to sleep, not since-, he just hadn’t really been able to sleep recently. And there got to a point in the night, when it wasn’t even night anymore, that he couldn’t just lay in bed staring at the ceiling and needed to get of his room. It wasn’t until he exited his room that he realized the next day had already started, at least that meant some people were up, maybe he could find someone to bother talk to.

Barrel had just been wandering when he ran into Wendy. “I- no, not particularly, I mean, well yes, and no, I-uh” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I wasn’t specifically looking for you, just anybody, but it’s good it’s you because you’re cool and- what are you doing? Is that yoga? I’ve never done yoga, well once I tried but it was weird- can I try, well maybe you could show me something” Barrel’s rambling sounded a bit distracted as he tried and failed to come across as normal. Although, rambling Barrel wasn’t all that out of the ordinary.

wendyish

“Barrel, are you alright?” Wendy questioned, brow furrowed, as she rose from her mat. It was easy to tell there was something off, though Wendy couldn’t be sure what was bothering him. Still, she worried. Barrel was a good person, for what she knew of him, and so the idea that he might be upset troubled Wendy. Still, she didn’t miss his curiosity over what she’d been doing, and if he didn’t want to talk about it, the least she could do was help him take his mind off of it by distracting him with other things.

“It is yoga.” She nodded, giving him a gentle smile. “I can teach you, if you’d like.”

#( barrel. )#( chat: barrel. )#ddcbarrel #MY SON

“..Guess what day it is!”

#ddcopen #look i forgot her birthday was yesterday dont crucify me my dad works for nintendo

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Finally back from her suspension, Jamie had been patrolling the grounds early that morning. Every high traffic location, every possible point for her codfish to return wallets and purses without being noticed were being noted. The carnival grounds never changed much, but each new location brought slight changes to the pathways. In smaller towns it didn’t matter much, but in California? She’d already found five new places to set up returns at but had lost three.

Rounding a corner for a moment she’d thought she died. Stretching in front of her was Wendy in some tight little yoga clothes, and thank god for yoga. As she watched quietly Jamie hoped that whoever invented yoga had gotten laid. Hard. They deserved it. “Who me? Just wanted to tell my favorite little bird I’m back.” Smiling she gestured at the mat. “Don’t let me stop you. Carry on.”

wendyish

Shock flitted across Wendy’s features as she stared at Jamie. The woman had all but disappeared for some time, and suddenly, here she was again. Wendy smiled up at her, ignoring Jamie’s insistence to continue as she rose from the mat and brushed off her hands. “You’re back! Where’ve you been? I almost feel like I’m seeing a ghost!” She looked the other over, as though she expected some sort of change, some sort of waiver in Jamie’s form to indicated this was a dream.

“I’m not all sweaty and gross, I promise.” Wendy said, and then proceeded to pull Jamie into a hug.

#( jamie. )#( chat: jamie. )#ddcjamie #this is short and i am sorry

nevergrowup-its-a-trap-blog

Peter smiled at Wendy, toes curling deep in their boots. Looking down at her, they smiled, “Thank you Wendy,” Peter said, and reached forward to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, “Well, if they come back they’ll have to deal with me rocking it better than them, and will decide I need it because I look so damn good, right?”

wendyish

A faint blush swept across her cheeks and her smile brightened all the more as a laugh slipped from her lips. “Oh, of course, Peter. They’d just despair at the thought of taking it away from you— I can see it now.”

#wendy is just like yes peter there would be RIOTS #( peter. )#( chat: peter. )

Wendy had, miraculously, gotten out of bed this morning feeling energized, instead of how drained she’d recently been feeling. And so, she’d taken the chance while she had it, grabbing her yoga mat and even changing into some of her workout clothes. It wasn’t hard to find a quiet spot to lay her mat out at, considering anyone who was awake was likely getting breakfast in the dining car.

As she moved into the downward dog pose with ease, she caught someone’s figure in her peripheral, and turned her head in their direction. “Sorry, did you need me?”

#ddcopen #hi take my daughter #i tried to find a good gif i did

nevergrowup-its-a-trap-blog

“I think it fits. It’s nice too, can’t believe someone’d throw away a perfectly good jacket, hm?” Peter ran their hands over the collar of the jacket, smoothing the thick fabric over their thin shoulders, “What’d you think?”

wendyish

“It looks wonderful, Peter.” Wendy smiled, moving to straighten out part of the fabric at their shoulders. It was a nice jacket— Wendy just worried the owner unintentionally left it, and would be coming back for it. She didn’t want to be a buzzkill, but she also wanted to make sure Peter would do the right thing. “I’m just worried it was left here on accident.”