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Elvina got off of her bike and stored it away in the shed. It had began snowing again and she had just arrived home from working with Georges and Hugo.

The lights were on in the house, she could see it through the kitchen window, and she wondered if her mum had gotton her note.

Soon enough I'll find out. She thought. Opening the door, she shook some snow off herself and headed in. "Mother? I'm home..." Elvina closed the door and shook snow off her boots. Her mother came around the corner and greeted her:

"So, how was it working with Georges at the shop?" her mother asked her calmly. Elvina hung up her coat. "It was great, I even made some descent money." Elvina said calmly, walking past her mother into the kitchen.

"Hmmm," Was her mother's reply.

"Yeah, infact he finds me really useful and wants me to continue working there." Elvina explained, getting herself a cup of milk.

"But the bakery - "
"I start right after my shift at the bakery, mother, so it'll be ok." Elvina interupted her.

"And how will you get home?" Her mother asked her.

"Same way I always, do, on my bike." And before her mother could make another comment, she had left the room, headed up the stairs and went into her bedroom. Case closed.

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The next day, right after her shift at the bakery, Elvina headed straight to the toy shop in the train station.

"Ah! Bonjour, Elvina. You're just on time, you can join Hugo in the back, he's helping me fix some old broken toys." Georges said, greeting her.

"Oh, and also...while he's doing that, there are some old toy soldiers that need a re-paint job. I know you're the creative one, so you could do that, if you'd wish." Georgeas added.

Elvina slipped on her apron exclaiming: "You're the boss!" And headed to the back, where sure enough, there was Hugo. He was sitting on a stool at the counter table and was screwing something into a little toy elf.

Elvina just walked passed him towards the painst and got hedrself ready. He looked up from his work. "Bonjour."

She only looked at him from the side and nodded. "Hi."

Hugo sighed and set his tools down. "Elvina...I...I'm really sorry! Look, I can't help it if I'm...a theif! It's the only way I can actually make a living! It's how I survive." Hugo said.

Elvina grabbed the toy soldiers and looked around for a spot to sit. The only spot left available was another stool next to Hugo at the counter. With a sigh, Elvina slipped onto the stool and started opening her paints.

"So..." She looked over to him. "Where are your parents? A guardian at least?" Elvina asked him, rather sharply, ignoring his apology. Hugo gulped and looked away. "I don't wanna talk about it." He mumbled.

Elvina huffed and dipped her paint brush into the blue paint jar. "Well, fine. Just stop trying to steal from our bakery, we honestly cannot afford it right now."

Hugo looked back up at her. "Yeah...and...I'm sorry...I didn't really know...I...I know things are hard...especially with your mother and - "

Elvina slammed the paint jar on thed counter. Hard.

"How do you know about my mother?" She hissed. Hugo gulped and looked away. "Is-Isabelle mentioned it to me."

Elvina sighed and started painting the soldier. "Just...don't talk about it, please." She murmered.

Hugo nodded and silently went back to work.

A half hour went by.

They were silent for most of the time. But after a half hour, Elvina broke the silence: "Hugo? Why do you want your notebook so bad?" She asked him, adding two eyes to the toy soldier. Hugo was a little startled by the sudden question.

"Well...I...it's...just...a secret." He whispered out the last bit. Elvina purked up a bit. "I like secrets." She stated. Hugo bit his lip and narrowed his eyes. "Yes...but...I can't trust you." He said.

His words somewhat affected Elvina strangely. "Oh...no? Why not?" Personaly, Elvina thought she was terrific with secrets, she keeps Isabelle's safe all the time. But then again...she didn't really expect Hugo to know that.

"You've been mean to me." Hugo stated simply. A sharp jab of pain went through Elvina. "Oh..." She looked away and continued on with her soldiers.

I am not mean to him!

She thought about it more:

Maybe...a little un-friendly...but I have my reasons. Good reasons, too. I would never just not get along with someone for no good reason.

Elvina huffed and continued painting the toy soldiers, when Georges came in. "Well, children! You've been a good help, today! Hugo, you're getting better...and I might consider giving you your notebook. Elvina, good work as always." Georges handed her some money.

"It's time to close the shop," Georges added. "So off you go!"

And off they went.

As Elvina and Hugo stepped outside, into the cold windy, snowy weather, she came up with another question:
"Where do you live?"

Hugo turned around to her, looking un-comfortable. "Look," He said. "I've told you that I don't trust you."

Hugo must have quickly realized the hurt look on her face because he said: "Look...please don't take it personaly. Not even Isabelle knows! I...I just can't have anyone find me, is all." Hugo started explaining.

Elvina remained silent, refusing to look at him, she shoved her freezing hands into her pocket. Hugo stood there awkwardly before muttering a "goodbye" and heading out.

But Elvina was curious, terribly curious to find out more about the theif, Hugo.

She watched from afar as Hugo scurried off towards the other direction in the snow. Taking a couple steps forward, she began following him.

Terribly sorry, this is such a short chapter but I'm deathly tired and very busy! :'(

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