About That Favor (closed)

[Macbeth]

Macbeth blinked, shrugged, and followed him. They'd shared too much at this point for her to bother mistrusting him. Jo sucked on her own fingers and cooed happily.

[Risk]

Instead of walking inside Tibby's through the front door, Risk made his way towards the alley, grinning once he saw the back door. Quietly opening the door, he peeked his inside and motioned for Macbeth to follow. Risk guessed right. There was Ershey in the kitchen, cleaning up during the middle of the day.

"Hey Adri," he smirked, waving at his sister.

"Hi Al -- hey, how'd you get in here?" she asked in confusion as she walked towards him.

"The door," shrugged Risk. "Hey, look, you think we can borrow some food?"

[Macbeth]

Struck by the brilliance of this plan, Macbeth followed him in, baby and all. "It's for Jo," she explained to Ershey. "I'll explain later...we got a lot to talk about, actually." She shot Risk a look.

[Risk]

Ershey blinked when she saw Macbeth. She was actually in a dress... yet it was a mess and she was holding Jo. She looked at Risk then back at Macbeth.

"Should I even ask?" said Ershey, raising an eyebrow at the pair.

[Macbeth]

Macbeth traded a glance with Risk. "Uh...prob'ly not. Listen, Ersh, you know if they've got any more jobs here right now?" She wondered how much waitressing paid. Enough to make rent on a really cheap apartment?

[Risk]

"Everythin' alright, Macbeth?" asked Ershey sincerely as she gently took Jo from her. Her friend look exhausted and Ershey wondered what could've possibly happened this time. She shot her brother a look. "You didn't do anythin', did you?"

"Hey, look, I just came with her to get Jo!" said Risk, putting his hands up in the air.

((Off to sleep for me! Gnight! <3))

[Macbeth]

Beth sighed. "It's just...I met Jo's dad," she blurted out. "I, uh...I kinda told him about Jo in a moment of anger, and then I told him she was dead. If he finds out she ain't..." Beth shook her head. "I don't wanna lose her, Ershey. I gotta find a way to keep her with me and take care of her. Risk was just helping me out."

(('Night, love! <3))

[Risk]

"Yeah, of course," nodded Ershey, glancing at Risk then back to Macbeth. She didn't know that they were this close. Maybe Alec really wasn't so bad, after all. "I'm sure we need more help... I'm usually the only one closing and the chef always gets out early, so I end up cooking too. Would that be alright with you?"

[Macbeth]

"That'd be great. Anything you can get me. Thanks so much, Ersh," Macbeth said, hugging her spontaneously--which was obviously not a frequent occurrence. Jo got smooshed in the middle and squealed indignantly, so Beth handed her off to Risk and set about collecting food. "Just let me know if it's too much. I'll pay you back, I swear."

[Risk]

"Don't worry about it, Beth," laughed Ershey, quite amused at her friend's sudden intimacy. She'd known Beth for years and she wasn't one to hug. "You know that we're both here for you, right?"

"Yeah!" shouted Risk as he began taking cans and food out of shelves with Jo cradled on his other arm.

"We'll figure it all out," smiled Ershey. "We can make the sick room into yours and Jo's room, maybe?"

[Macbeth]

Why hadn't she thought of that? "That'd be better'n the attic...but, God, what the hell's Kloppman gonna say?" She found a couple bags to put all the food in.

[Risk]

"He's never around, anyway," shrugged Risk as he held a very excited Jo in his hands. "I don't think I've actually met him."

"See? There you go!" grinned Ershey. "It has everything you need too... sheets, medicine... it'll be fine, Beth."

[Macbeth]

Macbeth gave her a weary half-smile. "You know you're the only person who can say that to me and almost sound convincing?" She hung a bag on each shoulder and glanced at Risk, who was somehow managing to hold on to her flailing niece. "We should head back now...just don't drop her."

[Risk]

"I won't!" muttered Risk, shooting Macbeth a look as Jo grabbed his nose. "See? She likes me!"

"I'll talk to my boss today and I'll let you know when I get home," said Ershey, reaching over to gently squeeze Macbeth's shoulder.

((Hahahah, if anything, Macbeth brought those two siblings closer than anything else! ))

[Macbeth]

((Which is ironic and hilarious--I love it ^_^))

Macbeth nodded. "Thanks," she said again, with the utmost sincerity. "Both'a youse," she added, looking at Risk. And she headed out the door with Risk and Jo and two bags of supplies, taking deep breaths and repeating to herself over and over that they could somehow make this work.

((Poke Rae and switch to terrifying thread of doom?))