[twenty four] I need an adult.

[goodgrasshopper]

[video clicks on and Molly is sitting in her open closet with Mouse, the dogosaurus, beside her.  she looks extremely worried.]

Um.  Excuse me?  [she hooks an arm around one of Mouse's legs and hugs him.]  I'm not supposed to be by myself at night.  I stayed alone with Fluffy [yes, she has named Mouse Fluffy for the time being] last night, but he's not really like being with a grown up, and he kept the monsters from coming after me while I slept, but I would really like an adult.  Does anyone know who I'm supposed to stay with?  Please?

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[truth_is_cold]

You certainly have them in ample supply. [He leans down to help her with her blanket load.] At least we'll be well reinforced.

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[goodgrasshopper]

[The solemnest nod.] No monsters will be able to sneak in. [She reaches up to wrap her arms around his waist for a tight hug.] Thank you for coming to find me.

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[truth_is_cold]

[The hug was a little surprising, and reminded him of getting off work at home. Of coming in to see his family when he could. His daughters always so excited to see him.

Sometimes he misses his family very much.

He reaches down and ruffles her blond hair.] You make it sound as if it were an effort.

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[goodgrasshopper]

[She looks up and smiles, still hugging him.] Well, you didn't have to.

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[truth_is_cold]

[He's going to be dead of happy beaming face so much. He's being dosed with so much of it from below. He does his best to shift everything and then moves to stoop down.] Put your arms around my neck and hop on. [Burly Nietzschean will piggy back her down there.]

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[goodgrasshopper]

[Molly squeaks with happy and climbs on. PIGGY BACK RIDE.] We're going to the eighth floor now?