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@elishavet-pidyon

Wolfgang 

“If you mean, have I had breakfast? then no,” Wolfgang replied, picking him his fork and spoon and tapping them against the table. “What’s there to eat? And do they serve you like fancy parties, or can I just dive in?”

@koshka

@elishavet-pidyon

RIGHT?!?! The whiley cyotie has to be his brother or something. XD

@loopylin

neither did he.

@ellette-giselle

Wolfgang definitely has ADHD. I’m joining the headcannon. Which means he has a superpower with unique weaknesses everything considered. XD

And LOLLL that Roadrunner comparison is priceless! XD

Wilhelm

Bang.

Wilhelm flinched. The server setting a tray of sweet rolls on the table almost turned over a tray of curdled milk and…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

XD XD XD

*Weezing laughter*

this be wolfgang (he’s the RR)

@whalekeeper

Whatever you’d like to happen with Callum, honestly. LeQoi is mildly sinister, but I’ve set it up that he’d likely be ready to keep Callum in the kitchen.

@elishavet-pidyon

Lol, will do! Wolfgang has almost never been told no in his life. That includes being locked out of places.

Wolfgang

Wilhelm didn’t answer, so Wolfgang did the next natural thing which was to open the door and spring into the room. The boy was nowhere in sight, and after a quick search and a few shouts, he came to the…[Read more]

@whaley

NoOoO hE DoEsn’T. XD

Forks were not invented yet in his country, or were two-pronged things used to stab big pieces of meat and rather too large to eat with.

@anyone

Ari

A water drop slid down his forehead. He brushed it away with a lock of wet hair that tried to stick to his face.

He’d woken with a racing heart that had taken an hour clinging to the bareback of a galloping horse to calm.Then there’d been a cold swim in the river…

Ari combed his fingers through his thick hair, annoyed. It would…[Read more]

@whalekeeper @ellette-giselle

I like this idea. If Ellette want to, of course, since he’s her character. Wilhelm had already gone down to breakfast.

The question is, is he the kind of kid to open a door to someone else’s room? Wilhelm might have locked it, but I doubt it. It will be funner if he forgot.

Although it would also be funny if Wilhelm went down before Wolfgang. Wolf would have a mystery to solve.

@ellette-giselle

Hehe. You got that in while I was typing. I shall respond because Wolf is hilarious. Lol.

@anyone

It has come to my attention that Wilhelm has no idea what he’s doing.

Wilhelm

He had found the dining room without becoming hopelessly lost again. Somehow, that felt significant. Wilhelm entered the place with a smile on his face.

Rather than a cacophony of voices like last night had thrust at him, the place was filled with a myriad of…[Read more]

@elishavet-pidyon

Wolfgang 

His eyes opened and the next moment he was on his feet. Throwing back the curtains he opened the window and gulped in a breath of fresh air like a man in the desert would drink water. A moment later he was flinging off his night shirt and tumbling into his clothes. He splashed soap and water on his face, brushed…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

XD

LeQoi

The child was certainly not a known member of his domain. He was too helpful, too…skilled. The master of the kitchen watched the boy’s head dip over the pans he’s just returned to.

LeQoi’s eyes narrowed a fraction. Perhaps the school had hired another servant without first consulting him. Similar offences had occured…[Read more]

@loopylin

Ah, poor Ellis. I hope he and his author are feeling better soon.

@whalekeeper

Oh. OH. oh dear.

LeQoi

Nations. Kingdoms. Empires. Heirs to them all in his own masterful fingers.

A pity, really. A delightful pity.

“Hey, boy, you’re late.” A voice rose above the ordered murmurs of his dominion. LeQoi shifted his molten chocolate gaze to the offender. Said chef did not notice. “The baking pans need to be s…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Ok…. Time for the morning.

Wilhelm

Fog was rolling through the gardens out his window. Wilhelm sat in the deep sil. The feel of solid stone under him, around him, comforted him like a familiar blanket. He rested his head against the leaded pane and watched his breath cloud the glass.

His prayer beads lay in their box on the…[Read more]