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[a_sin_for_him]

[The gear angle is a low one, tilted up to show a kitchen counter. And a small girl who remarkably resembles Lust, perhaps seven or eight, standing on top of it and staring intently at a cabinet above her. It's open. There are various boxes of pantry type goods. And on the very top shelf, tantalizingly peeking over the edge, is a box of fancy chocolate cookies.]

[Lust is a small child. And she wants a cookie.]

[She's wearing a shirt that's been belted with a tie, in as best as she could manage to get to a dress with what she has available to her. Her hair is braided. Every so often, a blue blur covers the screen as Guttle rolls by, concerned. Henry the Espurr is holding the gear.]

[After a moment, the little girl sighs, scrunches up her face, and turns toward the gear. Or rather the Pokemon on the floor, but the direction is the same.]

I can't reach it!

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[no_ufo_ending]

<sub>[Now that Henry has been re-captured and re-introduced to the house, he can't hide forever. He's hungry too. He watches Lust's endeavors from behind a mop of hair leaning around the corner of the hallway, his fist tightly clenching one of Prince's ribbons. Prince keeps a brave face on even though it's hurting and wrinkling his beautiful fur.]

[He has to see where this is going.]</sub>

[a_sin_for_him]

[Nowhere good, likely.]

[The child on the counter frowns thoughtfully, intent on the cookies. And there aren't any grown ups to help, so what else can she do? She needs to be taller. There has to be something she can stand on to reach the high shelf....]

[She pulls over a bread box and tests its with her foot.]

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Prince's eyes widen. That's not safe! The Sylveon marches forward a few steps, tugging Henry with him.]}

SYL!

_{[Stop that at once, tiny human!]}

Pink dog, shhhh!

[a_sin_for_him]

You!

[She turns, focusing her attention on the shaggy haired boy on the kitchen floor. She points to him, in case he doesn't realize she's talking to him. She could be talking to the pink dog-cat thing that had first caught her focus.]

Come up here and help me. You're a boy and I asked so you have to.

[no_ufo_ending]

<sub>[Henry tenses up when the mystery girl turns her gaze on him. His grip on Prince's ribbon grows even tighter and at that point Prince has had enough. He tugs it free of the boy's grip and stalks off, ears twitching unhappily.]

[Henry is ALONE.]

[His eyes are the size of saucers.]</sub>

Wh--what? But I can't...

[a_sin_for_him]

Of course you can.

[She isn't taking no for an answer.]

You've got to. I asked for your help. [A small pause as she considers her options.] I'll give you one of the cookies. One cookie.

[no_ufo_ending]

<sub>[He's...he's got to? The boy's brows peak at that. That doesn't sound terribly legit but...what if she's right? What if she tattles on him?]

[Suddenly the mystery girl makes the deal more appealing. Cookies are involved. Or rather. A cookie. With his head lowered, the boy shuffles over.]</sub>

Okay...but we better not get in trouble.

[a_sin_for_him]

In trouble with who?

[Who's there to tell them no? If there were someone there in an adult capacity of any sort, she wouldn't have to conscript random boys into climbing cabinets to get her cookies down.]

[no_ufo_ending]

Um...

_{[His eyes dart around the room.]}

Um. Um.

_{[There weren't many grownups around, were there?]}

Okay.