#((pushes it further-not that there isn't a psychological component to death by snake))
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theheadlessgroom · 5 months ago
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"Junebug?" Josephine echoed with a curious smile, at which Wilhelm's pale, freckled cheeks lit up, explaining, "Ah, well...during one of our first dates, we went on a walk through the park. It was summertime, and all the fireflies were out-she called 'em "junebugs" and, well...the nickname just stuck."
August smiled fondly at this, replying, "My nickname for her when she was growing up was Moonface."
"Moonface?" Lon echoed confusedly, tilting his head at this, to which his grandfather explained, "She had the roundest face when she was born, and a lot of years afterwards: Round face, chubby cheeks, very pale, especially with that black hair of hers; it made her seem even paler."
"She comes by it honestly," Josephine chuckled-both she and her husband had jet black hair, and their daughter proved to be just the same way-clearly, her grandson and great-grandson were the same way. "So, with that pale face of hers, August started calling her Moonface. She used to giggle up a storm when he'd call her that; just a little tot playing in the garden, and she'd run right up to him when she heard him call her!"
As Josephine continued to regale the others at the table with stories from June's childhood (particularly her misadventures in the dirt, loving to make little mudholes to cool down in during the summer-as well as letting the mud dry on her skin as she continued to run around and play, necessitating a bath), August ventured to ask Erika:
"Your grandmother used to dance with me when she was your age-whenever we heard the music from one of the neighboring restaurants, she used to stand on my feet, and we'd dance in the living room. Would...would you like to dance with me, my dear?
You don't have to if you don't want to," he was quick to reassure her, in case she wasn't comfortable with that yet-he just thought he'd ask.
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