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Guppy's house. What little furniture there is has been mostly moved upstairs, apart from the threadbare sofa, bean bag and a few newly mended garden chairs.

The whole area is decorated with ribbons and flowers.

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From:

guppy_sandhu

"The wedding is over, this is the reception." Frogspawn's mother remarks sarcastically.

From:

necessary_child

She gets treated to an inky-eyed stare of her very own. Isn't she lucky?

"Of course. You were merely arguing over semantics." Sam is, for once in his life, very much acting like a damn Prince of Heaven, thank you very much.

"Nonetheless, I suggest you do it elsewhere. Now."

Edited Date: 2008-08-26 09:36 pm (UTC)

From:

guppy_sandhu

"It makes no difference what you think, the future of my son is now with that woman. I don't like her."

"Hah! My daughter can do better than this squalid little shed your son lives in."

"Look at her, the prison inmate! What if they decide to have children?"

Frogspawn's mother smirks, with a sneer of small victory since she at least knows about the baby.

From:

necessary_child

"Ladies."

This is the tone of voice that says 'obey or lose limbs, puny mortals'.

Of course, Sam wouldn't actually do anything like that (well, not at Guppy's wedding, anyway), but the whole point of the voice is that he doesn't have to.

"You will be quiet, now, or you will leave. The option of both is also still available."

From:

guppy_sandhu

"They're having a baby. Who the hell are you?" Frogspawn's mother asks whilst Guppy's stares in horror. She suddenly begins to look uneasy, almost nervous, it's the eyes, but she can't make out what it is...

"I'm not having my grandchild half criminal! Where's Gurpreet?" She looks around the garden.

From:

necessary_child

"I'm Guppy's friend, and he doesn't need to be bothered with your bullshit right now." Sam's voice is deceptively gentle, until...

"Now shut the hell up or get the hell out, the pair of you."

From:

guppy_sandhu

Frogspawn's mother finds herself fleeing. Guppy's looks at him, finding herself strangely nervous also.

"What is it you were planning to do with us?" she asks coldly.

From:

necessary_child

Sam smiles. It's not an entirely pleasant smile, but it is very, very polite.

"Shall we say that I've heard enough from Guppy about his parents that you would infinitely prefer not to find out."