Gerald stood on the porch, fidgeting.
"Well, come in."
"So, uh, its Chrissy's birthday next week and I wanted to give her something special."
"Alright, I have a number of optβ"
"I want one of your pictures." He blurted. "Of... me." He blushed.
"Oh, Gerald... You're so damned adorable, I could eat you up."
His eyes went wide.
She waved a hand. "Oh, I know, I know. But, I do have a number of new options now."
"You do?" He shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Come with me." She led the way up. Pushing open Jordan's door, she gestured to the picture above his bed.
"Ok, first... I never wanted to see Jordan like that." Gerald made a face. "Second, can you make ME look like that?"
"Of course." She jerked her head and went down stairs. "Now, there are a number of poses we can do and a number of different sizes..."
"Can I have one like that?" He jerked a thumb. "Multiple poses and stuff?"
"Certainly." She picked up her board. "I have a number of options."
He held up his hands. "How about... I pose, you draw, and you figure the rest out? I trust you completely."
She grinned. "Of course. How's daddy life treating you?" Once she was comfy on the couch, she began to just draw him as he talked and moved around the room.
"Oh, man. I never thought it would be so cool. I mean, it's not really a thought I had in my head until Chrissy. Even then... it was just something she came up with. But, I love the hell out of that little bugger. He's so tiny, but then the next day you wonder where he changed, if he changed, and he's freakin cute..." He stopped and looked over. "And you're drawing every damned thing."
"Just getting a feel for my client." She winked.
He shrugged. "I guess we both have a lot to thank you for."
"Eh, don't worry about it."
"You're sure no one is going to come take him?"
Elunara shook her head. "Ina couldn't find a single identifying thing about the woman. She had nothing on her, other than the clothes on her back. Goldshire only knew that she was traveling from point A to point B and stopped there to rest. Aside from the fact she was headed to Redridge..." Elunara shrugged. "Nothing is known about her."
"Bizarre."
"I've convinced Mathias, for your sake, to look into the woman." She grinned. "He put one of his best on it."
"Really?"
"His words were "He's one of my best agents, and I'm glad he returned to the service"."
Gerald flushed. "I... that just feels weird."
She waved a hand. "You don't have to explain a thing to me." She returned to her work. "In any event, if someone came to claim him, I'd fight tooth and nail to help you keep him."
He seemed to relax significantly. "Thank you."
She stuck her tongue out. "I don't give presents just to have them taken away."
The next day, she laughed. "Back so soon?"
"Are you kidding? I say "Elunara" and they just jerk their thumb out the door. No one questions a trip to you."
"It's a wonder I don't see more of you loonies."
Gerald shrugged. "Where do you want me?"
"We'll start with some standing poses. Strip and I'll get you set up."
Elunara prepped her board.
"Sometimes, you'll get a smart ass who claims he's coming out here... and then slacks off instead. I mean... not everyone wants to take a trip down your throat." He snorted.
She cackled. "And they say my descriptions are ridiculous." Sitting her board on the counter, she adjusted his stance.
The door to Tulani's studio popped open. "Hey, Elunara." Tulani froze and blushed. "Sorry, you didn't put the sign in my studio up."
"Sorry, Tuly." Elunara winced.
Gerald had turned several shades of red and held his hands over his crotch.
"Oh, don't mind Tuly. She won't tell."
"And you forget I've seen Grogek and Jordan." Tulani snorted. "Anyway, now that I've embarrassed someone... can I borrow Lulu?"
"Yeah, she's upstairs asleep."
Tulani jogged out. "I have the most adorable design in mind, but I need her exact size." She jogged up the stairs.
"I am SO sorry I forgot Tulani's sign. I don't do that normally."
Gerald smacked his face against the post. "Well, I guess that's revenge for South Orchard."
"Sorry! Sorry!" Tulani ran past, baby in her arms. "I won't tell a soul." She started to close her door, but thought better of it. "It's really not that bad... for what it is." She scooted back. "You know... a penis." She closed, and locked, the door.
Elunara laid her head on the counter and just laughed. "I'm so freaking sorry."
"For a penis, she says." He muttered.
"Keep in mind, my darling wife is a female set."
"Not. Helping."
"Oh, I feel so bad for Gerald. He's having the hardest time meeting my gaze." Tulani sighed.
"It's my fault; I should have remembered your door."
"Well, at least I didn't have my own client behind me."
"He'll get over it." Elunara shrugged.
"Elunara!"
She got up to answer the door. "Alright, fine, I'll talk to him."
"Thank you."
She blinked. "Mother?"
"I know this is a bit of a surprise... but I was hoping to speak with you."
"Yeah, sure, come in."
Tulani stood and bowed. "Ma'am."
"Oh, don't get up on my account. You certainly don't have to bow." Tyrande smiled.
"Tulani does that to everyone." Elunara winked.
"Elunara, I've come about your books."