November 14th
You're back
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Edmund stepped quietly through the front door, immediately listening to see if anyone was home.
It didn't take long for him to hear what sounded like Peter, in the kitchen by the looks of it.
But Edmund chuckled to himself when he realised his older brother was singing to himself, not too loudly or overdramatically, but enough for Edmund to hear him from the door.
Being as quiet as he could Edmund crept to the kitchen, standing in the doorway as he watched Peter making lunch, his back to him.
He had to admit Peter did have a really good singing voice and he could most definitely sing, although he would deny it himself.
Edmund listened for a while, before Peter turned, stopping immediately when he spotted his brother.
"You're back." Peter breathed.
Edmund grinned. "Hello to you too." He said gently.
Peter hesitated. "You've been stood there for a while haven't you?" He guessed.
Edmund nodded a little. "I have," He said. "I was enjoying your little performance."
Peter rolled his eyes. "You're horrible." He said. "Go back to University I don't want you here."
Edmund easily picked up on the teasing tone to his voice and laughed. "Maybe I will." He joked back.
Peter smiled a bit. "You want some lunch?" He asked.
Edmund dumped his bag down. "Thought you'd never ask."
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