"Ma do we still have that huge tin bath thing we used to drown the children in?". Creedy was throwing things out of his way as he hunted around.
"We used to bath the children Creedy, you tried to drown them, and yes its around here somewhere. Why?"
"I need it", Creedy started hunting behind cupboards and under chairs.
"Urgh, its not going to be under a chair is it?"
"Well I could be searching for days then Ma!"
The old woman heaved herself off her chair, "I'll bloody find it. Not sure what state it will be in though, never gets used anymore after you created that wonderful skinny dipping in the lake game!"
"It was a quicker way of washing the little parasites, bah I wish I was still allowed to play in the lake. Quinn and me had a fine water polo team set up you know. Only no one wanted to play". Creedy rubbed his beard, walking over the fire he flumped down and sat looking thoughtful.
"That's because it was freezing water Creedy, you get in, clean and out. Why aren't you allowed to play with the kids anymore?"
"Oh some of the girls started to question my gender, asking weird questions. Boys were ok with girls being different but oh no the girls had to stand and point. I decided to stop playing then, and Tina cleans them all now."
Ma laughed, "I'd forgotten about that, I'll always remember little gene coming in and asking what was between your legs!"
Creedy grinned, "They grew up far too fast. Mind she's still as nosy as ever; eleven years old and she wanted to know how babies were made. I left that one to Tina"
"You left what to me?" Tina entered carrying a armful of washing which was thrown into the huge vat of slowly boiling water. "Creedy come on I need your personals, wash week!"
"I'll do it tomorrow"
"Now please, and hurry. Can you grab Rosie's too"
"Ohh now I can't be touching Rosie's personals" Creedy laughed, satisfied she couldn't answer back to that one.
"From what I've heard she cant keep her hands off yours, now go fetch"
Tina stood and shoved Creedy toward the door, his mouth wide open in shock.
"Well Mrs Tina, wait until I have a word with your Tommy, and my beloved, discussing us at length were you!"
"We said nothing about length Creed!"
"Tina you get in here and wash your mouth", Ma couldn't breathe, the look of shock on Creedy's face was too much.

Creedy laughed his way to his room. Which had now become him and Rosie's room. Walking in he sniffed the air, and remained still. He knew she was in here, he could sense her. But she was hiding.
"Fi Fie fo thumb I smell the scent of an Irish…plum!"
"PLUM?" came an outraged cry from under the bed. Crawling out Rosie glared at him. "I am not plum shaped!"
"Well dear, ok then.. I cant think of an attractive looking fruit, and if I could we would have issues."
Creedy held his arms out, pulling Rosie into a bear hug.
"Get off me you lout!"
"So you were under the bed?"
"Yes…I was searching for something."
"Something?"
"A mouse"

Creedy's eyes opened, "You know your insane don't you?"
"I'm telling you I can hear it."
Creedy kissed her cheek, "this is why I love you. Anyway I'm here for your personals for Tina to wash. Then I intend on a long drawn out conversation with you about length!"
Rosie smiled as he lifted her in the air. Kissing her deeply he rubbed his nose against hers. Rosie rubbed hers back. Laughing, "Aww Dave Eskimo kisses!"
"Come on, personals, wash day! I'll have to find some clean pants to wear, the ones I have on now are starting to change colour. You're clearly not looking after me. 1 point knocked off"
"Aww I earned that point, you're too harsh, you no fun at this game. I'm no longer playing man and wife!"
"Yeah but you cheat anyway, you always talk about points when I'm worn out from being loved. I'm either deliriously happy and will passionately hand you 3 points, or I'm so tired I don't know I'm agreeing to 50!"
Rosie walked to the other side of the room and crossed her arms. "You're a very naughty husband"
Smiling, Creedy fell to his knees and crawled over to her, pulling at her skirt until she joined him on the floor.

"Get off me you fool" but Creedy tickled her until she had tears in her eyes, crawling desperately to get away from him, but he kept pulling her back, until he was on top of her. His mouth inches away from hers. Rosie leaned forward to kiss them, but he pulled back, then moved forward. Whenever Rosie puckered up he moved away from her again.
"Sorry, I'm very faithful to my wife, and since you aren't her, I cant be kissing you can I?"
"My darling husband, will thee re-marry an old wench like me?"
"In a shot", his mouth covered hers as his hand reached under her clothes. "I'll get your personals and be on my way"

Creedy entered the kitchen half an hour later, noticeably flushed and with a stupid grin on his face. Throwing the clothes into the tub, he turned to see Ma clutching the large tin bath.
"You're a star" he cried kissing her cheek. "Tina can I ask you a favour?"
Tina carrying on swirling the water, "Sure anything my little chickpea."
"Less of the little! I need you to keep Rosie out of my way for an hour or so"
Tina wiped her brow and dropped her stick, "You want to be away from Rosie, what's wrong?"
"Haha, nothing I need to fix the room up!"

A few hours later after everyone was abed, Tina and Rosie returned from their walk. In actually fact Tina was looking for an excuse to talk to Rosie alone. Their talks about their husbands were always fun, until now Tina had been silent about her relationship, but Rosie was so open and cheery and clearly in love, they began giving each other tips and swapping stories.
Laughing they headed toward Rosie's room.
"Do you want to come in for a drink? I'm sure Dave will be waiting for me to come back!"
Tina almost said yes until she remembered Creedy's plans.
"Ooo another time maybe, I have to get back to Tommy. I hope he's warmed the bed"
With a parting hug, Rosie watched Tina walk down the corridor and into her room.
Rosie walked backwards from Creedy's door and toward the window, staring out she searched the skies. They hadn't had a Dragon for weeks.
Leaning out she looked down to the grounds, she could see dotted figures about the place, clearly on watch.
Rosie had never felt more content and safe than here with Creedy. Tears pricked her eyes as she thought of her dead mother, always wanting the best for her. Her poor father, they would have loved Creedy every bit as much as she did. Rosie gulped in some air. Remembering the struggle she had, both her parents killed by Dragons, she had jumped the next boat to the UK, naively thinking the dragons inhabited Ireland and nowhere else. That was at the beginning of the slaughter. Since then she had trawled across the UK looking for somewhere to settle. Half starved, she had almost given up hope until she fell across this place and then her life had been fixed, Fixed by a man with an angels face.
Wrapping her shawl tighter around herself she turned and entered her room.