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Outside the Castleteria // Theodosia
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Clementine screamed. Clementine didn’t particularly care about the plant who he had named ‘Vivian’, it was a plant after all – why would he care for it. But, he screamed anyways. “You-are-just-a-little-boy-” Clementine stopped his screaming abruptly, tilting his head to the side he blinked at the blonde in front of him. And again. He could almost feel his mania, his eyes twitched and his hands clenched and unclenched his fingers. Suddenly, he wasn’t very fond of this pretty robot-human girl. “I’m the friggin’ queen of Crete. Is a little respect and decency too much to ask for?!” His lips tilted upwards at that and moved his head to a normal position after rolling it for a moment. He sighed before picking up the book, he didn’t want to lapse into an episode so early this morning. People were so annoying… He squeezed the book in his hands until it turned smaller and smaller and… then it disappeared. “You’re not the Queen of Crete,” he sniffed. Either the girl thought he was stupid or was stupid. Perhaps both. He glowered at the leaves in the hand as he sulked in the corner, between the pot and the wall. “The King of Crete is back there,” his eyes absorbed the person before him before lighting up. "You must be his sister, the princess. If even. " He finished snidely as he picked up his food, nearly trampled by the large feet of the giant, he moved the plate away and set it on the window behind him. “Who are you anyway? Shouldn’t you be headed to-I don’t know- a class for babies or something?” Clementine picked out the leaves from the back of pot and began to reattach them to the stem of the plant. Pressing the ripped apart of the leaf against it’s counterpart and like magic it sewed itself back together. He continued doing this, almost like a jigsaw puzzle. Sometimes he’d put the leaf back in the wrong place and it would turn yellow until he changed it to it’s correct spot. Soon the flowering plant looked as it had before. “My name is Clem.” He sighed. “Shouldn’t you be at a finishing school or something.” He replied in a mocking tone. He puffed his chest up before speaking, “And for your information I am thir-teen,” he informed the girl drawing out his words. “I’m not a baby. I just look young.” He sniffed. “And I’m the teaching assistant for the magic teachers.” He patted the plants stem and as if to demonstrate, the plant began to blossom red and purple roses. As they blossomed, the plant’s stem browned as did it’s leaves as it began to shrivel up on itself. Petals fell from the medium-sized roses as those two withered, underneath Clementine’s touch. The thorns, however grew a little larger than normal. Clementine’s hands ran around the plant’s stems, carefully avoiding the thorns until the entire plant was dead and a single rose with purple and red petals blossomed in the center of the decay, almost swaying from side to side towards the girl. “Anyways,” he rubbed his hands on his pants. “You’re royalty, yes? Well, thanks to you my food’s cold… buy me more.” His last statement was a mix of a command and a pout. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the castleteria, moving quickly. “Oh… and I guess you can buy yourself something too.”
@jaytastic // Theadosia // -
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