[Seasonal Event] What Must Be Done

”You do too.” Phoebe said in an almost sing-songy manner to his protest. Funny faces were something he did whether he liked it or not. But again. More serious matters. She frowned a little at his reaction, knowing why he was so deeply in denial about the situation. Gently she set the floorboard down…then looked at her hands in horror. The board had felt dry but it had been so deeply stained that her hands and fingers had red marks from where she had grabbed it. She swallowed, holding back her emotions as she took a few quick steps towards the bucket of water, rinsing the stain off as quickly as she could. Blood didn’t make her queasy, but this was a very different sort of situation. Fortunately it came off easily and she was able to quickly dry her hands on her skirt. It isn’t just the boards. It’s the dirt beneath the house, it’s the walls and support beams…” she frowned as she looked over at him. ”By the time you replace all of that without somehow causing the second floor to come crashing down…you may as well build a whole new house.” Phoebe In a gentle way, you can shake the world