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(It's ok buddy-) 

"...I suppose we'll have to dismiss the staff. We have no choice. But what we're going to do about the house, I don't know. I don't suppose you have any ideas?"

Thalia: "I think Virgil should clean the house. He knows the house best and he wouldn't mind, would you Virgil?"

(yeah yeah, I should’ve just “not” even suggest that idea though..)


“…Well “sis”.. why don’t you start by cleaning the entiiiiire attic, see how you feel free that before suggesting what do.. and second of all, I fear I do not have any ideas.. but, maybe just one. You always wanted to raise cattle and animals, correct mother? Why don’t we spend what we have for them, so we both have food, and a source of income..?”

Thalia: "Yeah but that wouldn't solve the lack of servants!"  

"Well, I suppose it'd be best if we all helped out-your siblings can help you-" 

mmmm, Thalia and Edin tormenting him while they did chores together-

“HF-, N-N-No no no, no! U-Umm. O-On second thought, y-Yall just try.. a-and find a way to d-do whatever, I-I’ll do the house, I-it’s fine, r-really..h-hehe…”

"You're such a sweet boy, Sun. Thank you." 

His stepmom looked at her children. 

"We're going to have to make some cuts for money, so anything you don't need, put in a box and give it to me. Maybe we can pawn it or something."

She walked away. Thalia rolled her eyes. 

"You're such a sweet boy, Sun. My Lord, it makes me sick how she dotes on him."

Edin grinned

Edin: "You don't know what you've just done, Sunburn."

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“… Oh, I know what I’ve just done.. Erik, why don’t you be “a good boy”, and gather up your clothes, we’re pawning those.. and Thalia? Your dolls just “must” go as well, after all.. we have to make cuts, don’t we?”


He then glared at them for a moment.. before grabbing a box, and leaving the room, leaving them with the words he spoke.

and now we do a little shifty-shift over to...le Cinnamon roll.

Star was sitting in his room, eyes fixed on the ceiling as he listened to his tutor read him his histories. For the hundredth time. 

"Logan please, can't we just do something else?"

His tutors voice was a bit on the gentle side, but he wasn’t exactly the nicest of them, but at least he wasn’t mean either


“I’m afraid not, young prince. You must stay on task with your studies, like your father said, ‘A prince with no knowledge, is not a prince at all, but simply a statue to be built higher’, you surely get what I mean, correct?”

okokokokok-but-but memes-memes-memes-it's sun and star. Hehehehehehe-

"But we've gone over this book at least ten times-I've memorized how many pages are in that book by the sound of them! You don't have to read them to me, I-I'm not a child-" 

hehehe, oh don’t worry, I got it! >:3


“You are only 12 sir, you are far from anything but a child.. and I understand that , but until you are able to read this back front to back, cover without the book itself? We will keep going over it, understood?”