Becca & Karl & Stephanie
"I showed my mom first thing," she reassured them. "It didn't even look like sex crime stuff. Do you want me to get the pictures for you? Here."
A gnome crawled out from beneath the table and wiggled onto the bench. A blue tunic and a large red hat, giving him similarities to lawn gnomes. With a bulbous nose and pronounced mustache, the small gentlegnome... well, he seemed like what you might've come to expect from Bex's friends.
"Smeddly actually brought me to meet Karl today. He's really nice! Smeddly, did you get the pictures that creeper took?" The gnome offered a manila envelope, still cold from the outside. Smiling, she gave him a hug, and he wiggled back beneath the table and disappeared. Undoing the metal, Becca offered the pictures over to the two adults. "I didn't think they were, like, sex crime-y stuff or anything. Just kinda whack. Mom was going to go to the police about it, but she was all 'what am I gonna tell the police?' and I don't think she did. And then Smeddly stole the pictures to bring here, so I guess she never sent the pictures in." Becca shrugged.
"I think some of the pictures are really nice, actually. Like... I wonder what kinda camera the creeper used? It really got my cheekbones." The pictures, cold to the touch, revealed Rebecca in her backyard with a number of her friends. Karl recognized some of them. The anthropomorphic greaser with the belt buckle shaped like a fish, the felt man with the oven in his stomach, the duck with the bowtie. The sheep, caught mid-bounce. But also a thirty foot gummy bear, what looked like a spider made of cotton balls, a sagacious turtle, a clothing iron with a mustache. There were about two dozen pictures in the manila envelope, showing the day's array of frolicking in the backyard. Judging by the angle and such, someone must've been directly outside of the fence to take those pictures.
"See? It's totally okay. Nobody was, like, tryinna peek in my window or anything. I was just playing with my friends!"