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rainbowfic2013-09-06 02:20 am
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2013-09-06 02:20 am
Glitter 9, Nile Green 5: Extortion
Author: Kat
Title: Extortion
Story: Shine Like It Does
Colors: Glitter 9 (We're in the money. - 42nd Street), nile green 5 (Valley of the Kings) with shadowsong's paint-by-numbers (The Hennessy house is full of buried treasure)
Supplies and Materials: Miniature, canvas (Miranda is eight, Charlotte six, Jack a rather well-spoken four), modeling clay (throwback: If you could go back and undo a photo that was taken of you, which one would it be and why?), oils (Why do you do this to yourself?), pastels (payment), novelty beads (Old photos).
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: He was raising extortionists.
Warnings: none
Notes: Kids.
The children were grinning. Christopher regarded them over his coffee with some trepidation.
"Yes?" he asked, finally, when they remained silent.
Miranda laid a scrapbook on the kitchen table, her movements precise, her smile widening.
"We've marked the page," piped Charlotte, considerate as ever.
"We found it in the attic," Jack added, his grin turning evil.
Christopher flipped the scrapbook open and groaned at the marked picture—the seventies had not been kind to him. "Have you shown this to your mother?"
Three shaken heads, three extended hands.
He was raising extortionists. Christopher groaned again, and reached for his wallet.
Title: Extortion
Story: Shine Like It Does
Colors: Glitter 9 (We're in the money. - 42nd Street), nile green 5 (Valley of the Kings) with shadowsong's paint-by-numbers (The Hennessy house is full of buried treasure)
Supplies and Materials: Miniature, canvas (Miranda is eight, Charlotte six, Jack a rather well-spoken four), modeling clay (throwback: If you could go back and undo a photo that was taken of you, which one would it be and why?), oils (Why do you do this to yourself?), pastels (payment), novelty beads (Old photos).
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: He was raising extortionists.
Warnings: none
Notes: Kids.
The children were grinning. Christopher regarded them over his coffee with some trepidation.
"Yes?" he asked, finally, when they remained silent.
Miranda laid a scrapbook on the kitchen table, her movements precise, her smile widening.
"We've marked the page," piped Charlotte, considerate as ever.
"We found it in the attic," Jack added, his grin turning evil.
Christopher flipped the scrapbook open and groaned at the marked picture—the seventies had not been kind to him. "Have you shown this to your mother?"
Three shaken heads, three extended hands.
He was raising extortionists. Christopher groaned again, and reached for his wallet.
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I WANT TO CUDDLE EVERYONE SO HARD.
THEY CAN TOTALLY HAVE MY WALLET.
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IN RETURN YOU MAY HAVE FOUR-YEAR-OLD JACK CUDDLES
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Wait. You've previously killed me with cute.
*ZOMBIED FROM CUTE*
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