I do not own Pepe or Penelope
I do own Pheffe and Leonardo (watched Uptown Girls last week and had a little idea inspired from it.)
Tough Ballerina and Soft Waltzed
Orleans, flashback…
Leonardo stepped gracefully down the hallway with a tiny girl standing on his feet. Penelope, only five years old had watched her older sisters' practice dancing the waltz for a party and wanted to learn. Her mother only scolded her for asking and said she was too little.
Her father didn't think so. He danced the smooth steps of the waltz while Penelope held on to his hand and waist the best her little hand and arm could. Leonardo wished time could just stay still right there and Penelope would never grow up. Always dependant on him and never feeling hate towards him like his twin daughters who were thirteen were showing. Francine and Guiliane were always like that. Not Penelope who was sweetly naïve, gentle and shy like a violet.
Leonardo felt a small feeling of fear of Penelope growing up. He hoped she would remain the same way she already was, but still found a young man who would take care of her. Even though it was hard to think that she wouldn't always need her father, the moments they had together were ones Leonardo would cherish.
Paris
Pheffe was not a ballerina that much. However, as of that morning she had pulled out a ballerina dress that she had been given as a fourth birthday present. She didn't wear ballet shoes; she wore her new high tops and twirled around causing her black hair to flow out.
Pepe lift her up from time to time and pretend he had caught her dramatically. Then down she went again and twirled some more. As she twirled Pepe felt a longing for her to never grow up. Oh, to stay a child and never know the cruelty of the world. Pheffe was an extraordinary and quirky girl full of energy and emotion, especially if someone made her mad. But in her daddy's arms she was as sweet as a chocolate covered éclair.
Finally tired she flopped down on the floor and spread out as if she was playing in the snow. Pepe lifted her up and sat down on the couch so she could rest in his lap. Why did little girls have to change? Pepe only hoped that Pheffe wouldn't grow too fast, she had to stay little for some time and he only wished it could always stay that way.