Hey! Thanks to LauraCynthia for reviewing the last chapter and let's crack on. If anyone has any ideas for Family Fluff between Golid and the bears, then feel free to suggest.

See chapter one for the disclaimer and let's crack on.

15/03

We've finally come up with a job ad for Rosemary's old job.

'Wanted - Acting Manager for Jack Horner's Pies. All applicants accepted, especially Talking Animals.' With a picture below it of the pie factory, taken from a distance so it didn't look to intimidating. We want people to apply after all, not be put off by the prison-like look JH seemed to be going for.

"Now." Mama said, once she'd come up with the ad. "You and Baby go out with these flyers and stick them up around the town, and for goodness sake try to smile? We want to give the image of a lovely family-run business."

So off we went, smiling widely and trying to be 'friendly'. Turns out it's quite difficult. The first couple of people we beamed at backed away, and I realised why when I looked at Baby. His fangs were showing - I assume mine were to - so rather than 'friendly' we looked more 'deranged.' Like we were cannibals - and I'll tell you, Bears have enough problems with that as it is.

So we dropped the smiles and settled for trying to converse with people when we were sticking our flyers up. Turns out it was quite a sensible idea, as the local business's weren't to keen on us hammering flyers to their walls. One of them - an weapons seller - came out brandishing a mace.

"Oi! Gerroff!"

Baby immediately got into fighting pose - pure instinct - but I put my arm out to stand him down, saying sweetly to the owner. "Are you interested in being a manager?"

He was so confused he lowered the mace and looked at us like we were speaking Cat. "What?"

I handed him a flyer. "Jack Horner's Pie Factory is looking for a new manager to work under us. Interested?"

He glanced down at it. "Not really. I run this place, don't I?"

Ok, fair enough.

"Well, can you at least hang it up in your window? You're clearly popular and it would really help us out."

He stroked his beard. The flattery was clearly getting to him. Final act - I looked up at him and made my eyes 'puppy-dog'. "Please, mister? It'd really help us out."

By now Baby had cottoned on, and he did puppy-dog eyes as well.

The guy groaned and gave in. "Ok, ok! I'll put it up. Just get out of here!"

Success! As I mentally congratulated myself, a young guy stuck his head out the door. "Dad, I can't find the shields-"

Bearded guy roared. "Useless! Out mah way!" And he shoved past the young lad, nearly knocking him over. Young lad stumbled, but managed to steady himself on the door.

Baby tapped me on the shoulder. "C'mon, Goldi. Let's go, we've still got some left."

I was still watching Young Guy. He'd clocked me and smiled.

His dad roared from inside, and he quickly disappeared.

"Goldi!?"

I jerked back to reality. "For Christ sake, Baby, WHAT!?"

He looked down at me and brandished the flyers.

"Oh yeah." I said, feeling stupid. "C'mon, let's go then." I stalked off, Baby keeping pace with me easily.

"What was that all about?"

"Nothing!"

"C'mon, Goldie, what's up wit-" He stopped dead, the penny finally dropping. I growled a warning at him, but obviously - because he's an idiot - he didn't get it. "-Oh! You like him!"

"I do not!"

"You do to, you think he's cute! That's why you were staring at him!"

"Baby-"

"Goldi and Guy sitting in a tree-"

"BABY SHUT UP!"

"Wait till I tell Mum!"

"YOU DARE AND I WILL MURDER YOU MYSELF!"

With a laugh he bolted off and I swore before sprinting after him because DAMN I wasn't going to get him now. I sometimes swear Baby is actually trying to ruin my life. Why does he have to know me so well!? It was ONE glance, I thought I was being subtle! Anyway I don't LIKE him - I don't know him - I just though he was cute.

I swear if Baby ever gets a crush on someone I'll dig out the family album. There's a LOT of pictures of Baby when he was well...a baby there.

For now I'll just have to settle on punching him in the face.