“Listen, Bette, no phone, or I’ll call the – ”, just as Tina was finishing her threat, a UPS truck cam up the drive to the day care. 

The driver stepped out of the truck.

“I’m sorry is there a Bette Porter here,” he asked the ladies.

Bette jumped ahead of Tina, quickly signed for the package, afraid that she would try and confiscate it too.

The UPS guy left, leaving Tina staring at an excited Bette.

Bette looked at the package, and brought it over to the expansive mess that was to become a jungle gym.

Opening the package, she pulled out all the shredded packaging a removed a message from James.

Dear Bette,

Enclosed are the two items you will need for the arduous task that has been set for you.

First one deals with the paperwork, second one make you a little butch.

Enjoy,

James

Pulling the package apart she removed the two objects. First of all was a small Chinese-English dictionary following by a toolbelt.

Bette groaned and mumbled some curses to god for her witty and teasing assistant. Tina looked on with intrigue and giggled when she saw the gifts that Bette’s assistant had sent her.

“Well it seems you’re set. Should I come back in an hour?” Tina asked innocently.

“Yeah, sure whatever,” Bette muttered in defeat, not quite caring anymore. Picking up the dictionary she moved to tackle the 184 steps to completion.

Tina stood on the stairs watching the brunette attempt to translate the instructions accurately. God, she was really gorgeous, that hair, and look at her all concentrated and stuff. Wow.

Moving down to the brunette, she coughed lightly to get her attention.

Bette looked up at her, not saying anything, just waiting for Tina, to probably tease her a little more. To her surprise, her expectations arose to nothing.

“As entertaining it was to see you struggle, I – I’m -,” Tina smiled at Bette, “I’m sorry . Here, is the English version of the instructions.”

Bette’s mind told her to lash out in anger at the blonde, who had been playing her all along, but somehow she managed to control those urges.

“Thank you,” she managed, taking the instructions off the blonde, and then she too smiled.

Turning back to the pieces of timber, she heard Tina shut down from the door.

“The phone rule still applies Porter,” causing the brunette to chuckle.