#scarsdale

Then he realizes that unless he tells he's not getting the story "It was our sister. Tzipporah, okay? She's down stairs with it now"

"Betrayal. All of you."

"It's not betrayal if you get paid for it" he protests. The boy clearly needs to go to Temple, or even another high tea

"Tzipporah might be our sister, but she is also an eshu. They are the opposite of discrete."

"Well, fine. She's downstairs, go tickle her?"

"Tickling is for little brothers."

"Stupid rulez" He mutters... but squirms again this time getting free

And a 'ooo' from below

A sigh, and one last tickle, before she stalks off to find her sister.

She finds her sister at a small desk... not sitting, but pacing... and the unopened book!

Zara folds her arms and levers A Look.

Her sister doesn't seem to notice her and is whispering to herself "Okay, obviously it's a book of poetry, you saw the first page. JUST the first... but there could be more... and...it COULD be good story material with... improvement. But Zara would MURDER You if you did, Tizzy. On the other hand, if not for me, Jakob would have sold it to a boggan or something. On the OTHER Hand..."

THEN she sees her sister and stops, and puts on the sweetest smile "Hiiiii, sister dear"

"I would deeply consider thine odds of becoming a murder victim, aye."

"Or, worse, having thy deleted Miraculous Ladybug fanfics from AO3 revealed to the world."

"Now sis, let's keep a..." Eyes widen "You KNOW about those?"

Zara just smiles.

"We were both thirteen, once."

"No kidding, saw your first poem..needed work. And frankly, used too many words that all mean fester" Showing she is not helpless in this , but she does hand the book over "Jakob almost read it until I bought it off before he could. YOu're WELcome?"

A soft sigh. "Siblings."

"You keep picking us up off the street so you kind of do it to yourself" A smirk

"Feh."

"Twas Mama and Papa, truly."

"Well, you didn't veto" She smiles a bit "But really sis? what does the phrase 'trice claimed yet unclaimed, festering betwixt in want' mean?" An eyebrow "Sounds JUICY"

Oh dear, that's a blush.

She snatches up the book and folds it in her spindly arms.

The smile grows "Any chance i can use some of that for a story? or is that .... dun dun dun, certain death?"

"Oh, certain death. Besides, twould be plagiarism."

"Fine" A faux sulk then she hugs Zara. Mmmph, Eshu know no boundaries

She frees an arm, and returns the hug.

"Come on, let's go have tea... No Jakobs allowed"

"hiss, not fair!" from the stairs

"Tis girl stuff! Thou wishesth to have thy emotions discussed?"

"Blah" He retreats

Tizzy smirks and whispers "Good play."

Book firmly secure in PROPER Hands.. Zara's, the two enjoy tea and 'girl stuff'

(Fade)