A couple want Edith but do not like Margo. They only want to take one sister. Do not worry Agnus fans, she will be making an appearance quite soon. There is only one chapter after this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Despicable Me, but maybe they'll make a second movie anyways!

"Edith is such a cute kid! She is exactly what we were looking for!" Mrs Lautner paced back and forth for a few minutes. She never could be still when she was emotional.

"Maybe she'll still come," Mr Lautner patted her back, catching her in a hug as she passed. "C'mere."

"We should tell them then," She pulled herself together quickly.

"Edith, sit up straight," They heard Margo demand.

"Sit up straight," Edith mimicked tapping her feet on the chair.

"And stop fidgeting, they will be back any moment!"

"hema hem hem hem hema fidget hema moment," Edith mirrored back. Margo just sighed, loudly.

Taking a deep breath, they opened the door. Sitting straight for the flash before running at them showed them exactly how much power Margo had over her sister. Unfortunately a further look confirmed Margo was still afraid. Edith came forward and took Mrs Lautner's hand.

"Did you hear back from the agency?" Edith asked. She had such hope in her little eyes and there was a happy glow to her face. She wasn't worried, she was excited. The jumping and smile thrown across the room showed she wanted to take Margo home today.

"Uh, We need to talk to you Edith," Mrs Lautner threw what she hoped was a gentle look at Margo, "Alone, please?"

Despite being glared at, Margo nodded politely and went into the hall, staying near the hall outside the door in case her sister needed her. Far enough away that she wouldn't be eavesdropping. Watching her prepare to wait at the end of the hall, Mr. Lautner gently closed the door.

"Come take a seat Edith," Mrs Lautner pulled her into her lap. "We have a slight problem."

"Like what?" Edith blinked up at her.

"Well, it's about Margo. We can't adopt her."

"Why not? Did the agency say only one?"

She wasn't sure if Edith knew it wasn't like buying puppies. She certainly spoke like all they had to do was ask and they could adopt as many kids as they wished. It hurt to think like that, no matter how much they had been wishing it for the past few years every time they had to fill out more forms and give another criminal record. Being a mom changed that for Mrs Lautner.

"No sweet heart, they said we could adopt two children," Mr Lautner sat down and rubbed the child's back.

"It is because she's too old, she's only a year older than most kids get adopted at!" They shook their heads. "You want a boy? I'm a boy! I'm very boyly!"

"No sweet heart, it has nothing to do with all that. . . Margo isn't right for our family," Mrs Lautner said gently.

"Why not?"

"She just isn't, can you picture her in the yard, or getting knocked down by the dogs-"

"She'd freak," Edith told them.

"And we don't want that, we want everyone to be happy. So we can't take Margo, but. . . " Mrs Lautner let the end hang, hoping Edith would want to come anyways. They watched her face dawn in recognition, oh.

"You could clean it up, we could help you! Margo is very good at finding messes, she'd want to like, paint the kitchen or something," Edith rolled her eyes. Already seeing Margo in their kitchen cleaning it up.

"It just wouldn't work." and there were no messes in her house, the agency wouldn't have looked twice if there were. And Mrs. Lautner loved the black tiles in her kitchen, they were at least 50 years old. And Mrs Lautner wanted to adopt two little girls to love and cherish and understand.

"I still want to take you though." Mrs Lautner watched as her soon to be daughter's eyes went wide.

"I-Do you know how much Margo has done for me? what we've gone through together? I can't just leave her here to be shipped off to like Washington or London or someplace! We're sisters!" Mrs Lautner calmed her down, rubbing her arms quickly. Edith sat there stunned.

"but you two are so different," Mr Lautner tried to reason out, "You are polar opposites. Some lawyer or accountant is looking right now for that little girl."

"and we would bring you back to visit every week, and you would still go to school, you'd see her there." Mrs Lautner refused to think that she was now begging, Edith just didn't realize what she was doing!

"But she wouldn't be part of our family." Mr Lautner pulled her in for a hug.

"She'd be an extended part of our family, our daughter's sister. You could call her anytime." Quite true, they had already accepted that the child would probably have some family to hang on to. They wouldn't get in the way of the sister's relationship.

"Until she's sent to another state or another country."

"Long distance calls are fun, we'll make daddy work overtime!" Mr Lautner sent her a warning glare, she was getting too desperate here. Physically his wife forced herself to sit back in her chair and try not to cry.

"We could always look for another family nearby to adopt Margo." Mr Lautner shook his head, warning her he was not pleased with his wife's tactics at all.

"I'm sorry mmo-Mrs Lautner, it's either both of us or none of us," Edith crossed her arms, "and if you try to go over my head, I'll make your lives terrible."

"What if we just try? The adoption papers can wait to go through. We can discuss them another time. Maybe after living with us, we will be able to adopt Margo as well, like we had planned," Mr. Lautner successfully reasoned out.

Taking Edith out of the home was hard. Not because of any problems with Mrs. Hattie, but because they had to wait for the girls to stop crying. Mr Lautner eventually went to the car because every time the girls looked at him, they began sobbing again. It had something to do with coming from an all girl's home, he was sure. Then there was the fact that he was holding up all her luggage and the door open to leave, but he chose not to believe that his almost daughter was so unhappy to come home.

It was fortunate that Margo had packed all of Edith's things already. Then again, Mrs Lautner was sure that the girl always successfully planned ahead and luck had nothing to do with it. Finally free to carry Edith away, Mrs Lautner carried her all the way out to the car.

The ride home was much more sober than the ride there had been.

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