A/N: Well, I promised it!

Disclaimer: Must you make me say it twice in one day? I'm depressed enough!

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"Penny, honey, are you alright?" The older woman asked pulling the girl inside the house.

"Miss Maybelle, I did something horrible." She sniffed.

"What happened honey?" The woman asked kindly.

"Seaweed is in jail and it's all my fault!" Her shoulders started to shake.

"Tell me what happened." She said firmly. So Penny eventually told her story between sobs. "Honey this isn't your fault!" The woman murmured pulling Penny closer. "You just got mixed up into this."

"But, Seaweed-"

"I cant do anything for him. We don't have much money so bail is pretty much out of the question." She gave a sad sigh. "I'll go down there and see what I can do. As soon as I know anything I'll let you know." She pulled her coat off the hook by the door. Lil' Inez walked into the room.

"Penny, Seaweed will be ok." The two sat back down together. Penny looked at the younger girl and realized she didn't give her enough credit. She smiled sadly.

"You don't blame me?"

"Heck no!" Inez said vehemently. "I blame that creep, Alec." Penny gave a small, involuntary smile. Inez tried to keep her happy. "I'd have done exactly what Seaweed did if I were there."

Penny looked at her companion. "Inez, I want you to promise me you'll never use violence as a first resort. I'm being a total hypocrite here, but I don't want what happened to Seaweed happening to you." Inez nodded.

"Sure thing." She said solemnly and extending her hand. The two gave a complicated "secret" handshake and Penny rose from the couch.

"I'd better be getting home."

"Wait!" Inez cried running up the steps. She came back down with her hands behind her back. "Hold out your hand." Penny did as she was instructed and Inez dropped a small locket in her hand.

"Inez, what's this?"

"My necklace. You could pawn it and use the money for Seaweed's bail!"

"Oh, honey, no." Penny's voice shook as she tried not to cry. "I couldn't sell your necklace."

"If you don't I will." The little girl stated stubbornly. "And let's face it… I'll probably get ripped off." Penny nodded.

"Okay, but if your momma asks, this was your idea." They shared a grim smile and Penny hurried out the door.