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The kitchen was warm and filled with delicious scents! He and his mother had spent the last hour preparing dinner for the family, and he had been thrilled to help out. When he was told to start rounding up the family, he scurried to fetch his grandparents and his sister. "Zariah. Zariah, time to eat." He turned into where he thought she was and stopped short. Was that grandmother's pixie figurine?! "Zariah? What happened?"

It was so rare to see his sister looking so lost and uncertain. Coleus' protective brother instincts immediately kicked in to override the panic of seeing their grandmother's figurine broken. Grandmother was scary when she was angry, and this was sure to do just that. "Hey, we can fix it," He assured as he walked over for a closer look and to rest his hand on Zariah's shoulder encouragingly. The pixie's arm... Hopefully they could fix it... "Let's look in the sewing room. I bet mama and grandmother have glue or sap in there somewhere."

Okay. Okay. They could do this! They could make this work! Though, wouldn't it be best to actually tell their grandmother what happened? That would be the right thing to do... Oh, but the idea sent chills down Coleus' back. Maybe it would be right, but it would also be so bad.

He crept as quickly and quietly as he could with Zariah into the sewing room and walked over to the cabinet. He licked his lips and carefully pulled it open. Needles, various threads, paper, bandages, knives... ah! Two small jars held a creamy off-white goo, so he grabbed both and brought them to the table for Zariah to see. "I think it's one of these. I've seen mama use it on her projects before. Just take one of these little sticks to put it on the pieces that need to be put back together and hold it for a while."

Coleus chewed gently on his lip. Was he sure? He looked over to Zariah, but seeing her face.. "I'm sure!" he announced, much more confidently than he actually felt. He opened one jar and gave it a sniff. Did that smell right? He thought he remembered it. Maybe. "Besides, we can try the sap like you suggested if this doesn't." He swirled the goo with a detailing stick and scooted closer. "Okay. Hold it steady, and press them together when I say so."

A little bit of the goo had gotten onto his fingers as he spread the glue and wiped up the excess. Content with the work, he stepped back and closed the jar. Despite his better senses, his intrusive thoughts quietly had him press his gooped fingers together. "That's a good idea, too," he agreed as he put the jars back. "We'll give this a few minutes though. We should be okay to wait in here."

"Hopefully, it won't come to that," he murmured softly. A whole new figure would be expensive... and would they be able to find one exactly like this one to replace it? How close would it have to be for grandmother to not notice?

He froze in place when he heard the steps. His eyes shot over to Zariah to make sure she was still and quiet. Good to see her standing strong! He watched the door closely, and didn't breathe again until he was sure the steps were headed elsewhere. With a sigh of relief, he hurried over to the table to peer at the pixie. He waited just a little longer. "Okay.. Try letting it go. Don't pull or anything, just let it go." He sucked in another breath to hold, his hands unconsciously closed into tight fists with anticipation.

It.. it was working! Coleus turned away to let out a hefty breath of relief. Thank the gods! He turned back for another look and smiled. "Can barely tell, I think! Might be better to put it back where it was. She'd probably notice it more if it went somewhere else."

The thanks earned a big smile and he raised his hand to give Zariah a thumbs up. "You're welcome!" His eyes slid to his outstretched hand, and the smile swiftly turned into a frown. His thumb was stuck down... so were a couple fingers... Uh-oh.