[Video post.]

[pearling]

[Persephone's video comes on in a bathtub that was completely overflowing with water. It's horribly overflowing, like comedy movie overflowing. There's probably several inches of water on the floor. The camera moves and get a shot of toes standing on top of a sink. When she speaks, her voice is soft.]

Why do mortals and their things always leak?

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[Persephone sighed quickly when Abigail said that it wasn't magic. She knew that. She didn't have magic anymore, not thanks to her father being an idiot. For a moment she didn't say anything, and just watched as the stopper was pulled.]


Oooooh.

[She had been freezing, and she hadn't realized it. Human body, why did you work in such an odd manner? Goddesses do not approve of freezing or being hot or dirty or needing to use the toilet for conventional things.]

Neil Howie is angry with me.

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[Abigail snorted, still tiptoeing through the soggy hallway carpet to get to the child's bedroom.] Neil Howie don't have to clean up this here mess.

[She finally set her down in the threshold, staring her right in the eye.]

Did you learn your lesson? Do you promise not to do it again?

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[When they started going towards Jane's bedroom, Persephone tensed up for a moment, and then she went exceptionally loose in that dead way that children have.]

We can't go in there! The sponge thing lives there! It lives there and in a pineapple under the sea.

[And she had flooded the bathroom.]

I promise not to flood things! I promise. Just don't make me go in there!

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[Ah, right, the sponge thing. Abigail had been warned about that thing; she'd probably need to sneak on in there and throw all those sponge things in the hallway closet. She sighed, as she wasn't going to threaten a scared child, and picked her back up.]

'salright, honey, I believe you. Well...[A glance towards the master bedroom.] Since the damn sponge's taken over your room, we'll go into my room and I'll get you some dry clothes. That alright?