http://solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2011-02-12 01:17 pm
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Trooper Station, Saturday

There were some weekends that were more distracting than others. Such as the ones where children arrived all over the town, claiming that various people were their parents.

Unfortunately for Vimes this, as last time it happened, took the form of a baby in his office. Cooing at him.

And chewing on it's hand.

There was a moment of staring at one another before Vimes reached for the intercom. "...Ralph, diaper change."
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glacial_queen: (Reluctantly Listening)

[personal profile] glacial_queen 2011-02-13 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Of all the calls Karla was hoping not to get, Vimes's was certainly high up on that list. The last thing she needed to hear was that she had yet another child. And especially not from the male who had nearly arrested her last summer for being an idiot.

No more than twenty minutes after Vimes had placed his phone call, a tired and bedraggled Karla showed up at the station. "You said I have another child?" Karla asked, dully. "I've come to collect her."

[identity profile] liliceflakes.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Mommy!" Bobina flung herself away from the wall and towards Karla, arms opened in a giant hug. "Mommy, I missed you forever! Where's Daddy? Can we go home now?"

[identity profile] solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Ma'am," Vimes said with a nod.
glacial_queen: (Glare)

[personal profile] glacial_queen 2011-02-13 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Karla caught that smirk and visibly bit back a comment. After all, it wasn't his fault future her couldn't keep her damn skirts down. And she'd probably be smirking just as much were the positions reversed.

She did allow herself one withering glare. Well, as withering as someone still dressed in last night's party dress and currently the mother of seven--seven children could give.

In all, it probably looked more like a plea for help.

[identity profile] liliceflakes.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Come on, Mommy, I want to go home and see Daddy," Bobina said, reaching up to take Karla's hand in one of her little iron ones. "I told the policeman he was an accountant," she added with a wink.

[identity profile] solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I heard there was a toy shop somewhere on the mainland," Vimes offered. "And that place with the pit filled with balls. Though to be honest ma'am, I'd stay away from places where you could lose her again."

Said the man with a sleeping infant in his office, of course.
glacial_queen: (Shocked (Unpleasant))

[personal profile] glacial_queen 2011-02-13 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
It took Karla a moment to process what Vimes was saying; she was too busy gazing down at her daughter's iron hands.

Why did that sound so familiar?

"Well, now that I know she exists, I'll try to keep a closer eye on her," Karla said absently, still staring at her daughter's hands. "Thank you for watching over..."

No...she couldn't be...

"Bobina?!"

[identity profile] liliceflakes.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
"What, Mommy?" Bobina asked, looking up at Karla. "Are we going home now?"

[identity profile] solesofmyfeet.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Ralph will see you out," Vimes replied, gleefully getting back to his paper work.
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