Cissie played with Bart's hair a little more to give herself a chance to stop blushing. She was relieved that Bart seemed to be okay about her and Tim--she hadn't really known what he would think. She didn't want to tell him that after he died, she and Tim had needed each other. "Anita says we're disgusting," she admitted shyly.
She stopped messing with his hair when he looked away and stroked it instead, smoothing her hand over his head gently. "I'm glad you like it," she said. She hesitated a little, not sure how Bart would take what she wanted to say--she'd never really told him this, and she wasn't sure if she should, but--she had learned a few things about saying things before it's too late. "Because--you're the closest thing I've got to a brother, Bart. And I've missed fussing over you." She managed a small smile. "Tim gets frustrated when I do it to him, and then he starts in on me and it's not at all the same. I'll be good--I'll wait until you're ready to tell me. Just say the word, okay?"
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Date: 2008-10-07 07:40 pm (UTC)She stopped messing with his hair when he looked away and stroked it instead, smoothing her hand over his head gently. "I'm glad you like it," she said. She hesitated a little, not sure how Bart would take what she wanted to say--she'd never really told him this, and she wasn't sure if she should, but--she had learned a few things about saying things before it's too late. "Because--you're the closest thing I've got to a brother, Bart. And I've missed fussing over you." She managed a small smile. "Tim gets frustrated when I do it to him, and then he starts in on me and it's not at all the same. I'll be good--I'll wait until you're ready to tell me. Just say the word, okay?"