The Blue Fairy Preaches Responsibility

"Quite nice of you to help me," Livianna said curtly. Her eyes to anyone who dared look, would appear heartlessly cold.

Peck silently nodded. "I'm sorry, about Jimmy. I promise he is better than I am."

"I believe that," she affirmed with warmth, slaking away some of the cold fear that had hardened in his stomach. "However right now," and such a serious look sent yet another dark spiral of remorse, "your brother's the runaway and evading accountability."

"Accountability," he said, tone dark, "for what? His older brother?"

"It's what the adults would say, which is why I took the risk sneaking off from my bodyguards once I could be sure it was the little kid that did this."

"Okay, sorry." Considering she was literally the only option that wouldn't end in prison and exorbitant compensation it was better he behaved himself for once. "Look we can't go to the authorities. I mean, not exactly yet."

"No I quite agree with you on that."

"I, I got pictures. On my phone and from some albums."

"Good making fliers is a good step. Do you have social media?"

Peck just shook his head bitterly. "Too traceable," he whispered, "especially if my Aunt or Mother cottoned on. Peck does though, not too many followers though."

"That can easily change," Livianna said, "with the right message on his feed."

"Oh yeah," he quickly realized himself, if the princess found his brother's account worth following...

"You put up the notice."

Help me, I'm Lost and can't find my way Home.

"Soon as we can get some leads, some area--"

"Then we can worry if I have some contacts there that can point us ahead of the others, stupid Fire Escape guy isn't forthcoming. Something's keeping his lips zipped."

A young employee cleared his throat.

"What for the lovely couple?" he asked smiling indulgently.