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Found these on Pinterest, hopefully that made day

Saw this, had to share Cuz it's my beloved bastard of a brat Baron

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A new drawing for my favourite opposites.

Percy:” oh come on Joseph~ you gotta admit it was funny.”

Joe:” after painting my face as a corpse and putting me in a casket, just to scare a couple of idiots?”

Percy:” at least they dropped their money…. Sooooo… wanna do it again?”

Joe:”…… how much will it be this time?”

Percy:” if we’re lucky. Maybe 50 coins “

Joe:”……fine, but will do it when I’m conscious “

Percy:” hehe~ that’s the spirit ~. I got the perfect idea for a new face paint”

Joe sarcastically:” surprise me”.

Percy:*talking about the mythical creatures of the Silkies*

Joe:” why do you tend to dress feminine?”

Percy:”… huh?”

Joe:” you’re a bloke but you dress like a maiden “

Percy:” why not?”

Joe:” what do you mean by *why not*”

Percy shrugged:” I just like it”

Joe:”….”

Percy:” if you want proof you should see my dad in a-“

Joe:” I’ll… pass”.

Joe:” I should say Percy, you seem…. Off?”

Percy:” what’s that supposed to mean?”

Joe:” I’m just saying that you seem a lot heavier than usual “

Percy:” I’m Not!”

Joe:” oh I’m not sure? But you seem quite uhhh… what’s the word that’s obvious yet slight polite?… hmmm. Oh! Right! Pudgy “

Percy:” Am Not!”

Joe:” are you sure? And I thought your thighs were too big for a boy”

Percy:” SHUT UP!”

Joe:” hmmm~ no~”

Percy:”….. are you insulting me for how many times I called you a corpse?”

Joe:” I don’t know what you’re talking about?”

Percy grumbled:” cyclops “

Joe:” dwarf”

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I drew this a year ago and surprised no one ever thought of drawing these two

okay last one trust

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I know I haven’t given a new story yet. I had so much to do. But I was able to make this drawing of Robin’s late mother.

This is Angelica, she was a normal commoner in the deep forest. She was 20 when she had Robin but couldn’t make it after childbirth. She didn’t even have the chance to name her.

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This is Robin’s mother, another Super 4 oc. her name is Angelina, she was in her 20’s when she had Robin but couldn’t make it.

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Hey, glad you’re back. How have you’ve been feeling?

Plus I made a new oc, this is Robin’s biological mother. Her name is Angelina she was 20 when she had Robin but didn’t make it after childbirth.

Hope you like her. Also I’ll be making more stories soon.

Whats with the super4 and single fathers

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Sometimes I wish that more forgotten movies were revived with a fandom. I’m glad more people liked this movie. It was my childhood favourite, and I still watch it

The sad part of being in a small fandom of a kids movie is that people are blinded by nostalgia, don’t understand criticism, are incapable of not putting in their two cents, and ofc the misinfo in the fandom wiki.

I’m fairly open about shipping these two, though it’s mainly friends in love rather than an actual relationship. When it’s here, I’m slightly open (I haven’t been active for MANYYY years so I’m still testing the waters) & on twitter im realll open about it. But on tiktok, which i know, the place notorious for fandom babies and booktt, they always feel the need to express distaste.

Honestly, considering many other childhood villains, Joe is not half as bad as the others. Is he still bad? Yes, especially how you may interpret him in the book (I’ve seen varying views). However, if I did the same for Jack, it would not go over well. If I commented “Sorry but after Lady key and those weird moments that sexualised every single woman in existence in the book I can’t like him” people would be on my ass. Obviously people like the main character, but is it worth negatively reacting to every criticism sent their way? I understand challenging said criticism, but if it were just challenging, I wouldn’t have to clean my tiktok comment section because people were being dicks about Joe. The comments above? Wasn’t even on a video shipping Joe & Acacia. Here’s the context.

Now, I know this is like, the least of my worries but yk what it’s the internet I can complain abt ppl being annoying, the examples I showed were not that bad compared to the other ones I’ve gotten that have either been deleted or buried in notifs.

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Feel tired every morning, work, overtime?

Come to Sally’s Spells cafe 🤎🩵

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Awww don’t worry buddy, you’ll do it right next time

MWAH- whoops.

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My name is Zee I’ve been here for a while now but never posted anything, just reposting on others post. But I hope to post more on my own.

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Hey, I know I haven’t given another story. Still trying to think of bigger plots for new ones, but I hope you’re doing well and taking care of yourself. This story is dedicated to my boi Rypan.

” Rypan’s Origins”

On one evening Rypan was in the dining room with the other nights after a morning of training and an afternoon of losing to the Super 4. While eating Rypan noticed a small head with red hair through the window and got up to check. Meanwhile Robin poked her head up again but looked confused as Rypan wasn’t there. Suddenly she was lifted up in the sky then was held by Rypan making her laugh.

Rypan:” spying as usual aren’t we little one” Robin just giggled as Rypan sat on a haystack and placed Robin on his lap.

Rypan:” is your sister studying again?”

Robin nodded:”sh-she c-can’t play with m-me”

Rypan:” you must understand little one, your sister is doing all of this to secure a position as a baroness “

Robin looked down pouting:”…. I’m Sure that the Black Baron would give her days off “

Robin:”…ok”

Rypan:”….do you know why I work for the Baron?”

Robin looked up and shock her head.

Rypan:” I lost my parents when I was a child, I wasn’t even from a kingdom, rather from a simple village that moves where the water takes us. Learned the hard way to fend myself. Lost an eye during one of them and was glad I hadn’t lost the other “

Robin raised her tiny hand touching the scar on Rypan’s eye.

Rypan chuckled:” I got that during a battle to prove myself “

Robin:” whoa” ✨o✨

Rypan:” hm~. When I was a young man I wasn’t even from taken in after trying to get some food. I wasn’t aware that I’ve entered a kingdom territory, ended up in a cell with other children my age, one by one each one was sold. I never knew how but I ended up escaping “

Robin:” L-like m-me an-and big s-sister “

Rypan:” indeed. I kept on running only to end up in another kingdom “

Robin looked around.

Rypan:” hehe, yes little one… this is the castle I ended up in, my new home. When I did find myself in front of the castle I heard shouting and the sound of sword clashing into something wooden. As I got closer I saw a boy, about my age or younger. I saw him fighting a wooden dummy while praising himself as the better swordsman and the future Baron”

Robin gasped.

Rypan smiled at her:” that’s right, it was none other than the Black Baron himself. I was curious seeing another boy, wearing clothes that are different from mine. I wanted to leave but accidentally stepped on a stick and he heard me “ flashback moments.

Young Baron:” who goes there! Show yourself!” He said holding his sword but with trembling hands.

Young Rypan emerged from the bushes towering over the young Baron, as he did the young Baron stepped back but still pointed his sword.

Young Baron:” who are you!? How did you get here!? Are you some commoner that wants to rob me?”

Young Rypan tilted his head:” R-Rypan”

Young Baron:” Ry….pan?”

Young Rypan nodded.

Young Baron lowered his sword:” hm…. Odd name for a commoner… you’re not from here aren’t you?”

Young Rypan shock his head.

Young Baron:” hmph. Then I suggest you leave before I have my father lock you up” he said with fists on his hips and a puffed up chest (and with arrogance). Young Rypan immediately staggered back and flee right at the spot, the Young Baron smirked with triumph and a little giddy.

Young Baron:” eeeeeee! I can’t wait to tell my father about My Bravery “ he said walking back I to the castle where the knights were on the lookout.

Knight:” Who goes th- oh… hi young master ~”

Young Baron:” Shut Up and let me in!” He said impatiently while tapping his foot.

Knight:” oh ok~!”

Back to the present.

Robin:” b-but h-how did you b-become h-his…”

Rypan:” right hand man?”

Robin nodded.

Rypan:” I saved him. And he found me useful “

Another flashback.

Young Rypan spent his days near the young Baron’s castle, he would tend to see the Baron training and how to use a sword. He would gather the used up wooden dummy and found a used up sword, Young Rypan would tend to climb only to the castles look out just to see how a knight would fight, how a knight would ride a horse, and how a knight would defend and protect any type of royalty. He would even steal glances at the Young Baron with curiosity.

Day after day Young Rypan had spent them all with training. he fought with all he could, never giving up, and even getting used to using the sword. One day as the Young Baron was training he heard the sound of a sword clashing against wood. He got curious as he followed the sound of the sword, he hid behind a tree and poked his head out a bit only to see Young Rypan, The Young g Baron looked in confusion on how did Young Rypan got the dummy and the sword. The Young Baron gripped his own sword ready to attack but paused upon seeing the way Young Rypan fought, he saw focus, diligent and determination.

As Young Rypan finished training he heard the bushes rustling and immediately held his sword in a fighting position ready to attack but paused upon seeing The Young Baron.

Young Baron:” no need to fret… I’m not here to harm you… nor lock you up “

Young Rypan lowered his sword as he looked down at the Baron.

Young Baron:” yeesh… you’re tall…*ahem* allow me to introduce myself “

Young Baron bowed:” the name is Cedric, but I prefer to be known as the Black Baron”

Young Rypan:” Black Baron?”

Young Baron:” yes, and your Rypan… right?”

Young Rypan nodded.

Young Baron:” and I suppose an apology for my rather… harsh introduction of myself. I’m guessing you’re not from here”

Young Rypan shock his head.

Young Baron:” not that much of a talker “

Young Rypan did a hand gesture of a silent vow.

Young Baron:” ah. Makes sense….. I see your doing well with the sword “

Rypan looked at the sword he was holding and nodded.

Young Baron:” and I admit your doing way better then the knights my father hired. They’re a bunch of idiots…. You know, I always wanted a knight of my own. Even a right hand man” looked at Young Rypan.

Young Baron:” maybe-“ but he was cut off when he heard the servants looking for him. The Young Baron looked annoyed as he turned back.

Young Baron sighed:” Will see each other again soon, you seem to have potential “ he said before turning and walked away leaving the You g Rypan even more curious about the life of what’s in the castle and with royalty.

End of Flashback.

Robin:” h-how d-did you s-save him”

Rypan:” I will get there soon little one. Patience “ he poked Robin’s nose gently.

Robin pouted crossing her arms:” hmph”

Rypan chuckled:” he would then visit me whenever he could, bring me food and water, taught me the way of the knights and their rules. I wasn’t able to read at that time, I still struggle till this day”

Flashback.

Young Rypan was training again while the Young Baron was pointing to the Baron and which technique is beneficial in the battle.

Young Baron:” haha! Look at you. A soon to be proper knight, I might have my father allow you on my side”

Young Rypan jabbed his sword on the ground and got on one knee:” understood my lord”

Young Baron:” my lord?… I like that…*ahem* keep proving your loyalty and you’ll be one of the top knights with a proper title “

Young Rypan:” will do my lord”

Young Baron:” you may stand up now”

Young Rypan stood up and continued training while the Young Baron couldn’t stop feeling giddy upon being called “my lord” and even earning respect and admiration.

Young Baron:” say, you never told me where you’re from?”

Young Rypan paused:” from a village that travels a lot”

Young Baron:” what kind of village “

Young Rypan:” it’s rather my people then a village “

Young Baron:”…. And that is?”

Young Rypan:” Anglo Saxon”

Young Baron tilted his head in confusion:” Anglo Saxon?…. Hm…” at night the young Baron left his room quietly and snuck into the castle’s library. He looked through each book wanting to know about Rypan and his people. Soon he found the book he needed. He spent the night learning about the Anglo Saxon, from their beliefs, to their origins, to how they follow their own masters yet would also betray those set masters, he even found the meaning of Rypan’s name.

Young Baron:” the one who plunders?…. Interesting “.

The next day as the Baron went to look for Rypan carrying a basket of food he stole for Rypan, as he walked further to where Rypan trained but didn’t find him.

Young Baron:” where is he? And I even brought food for him” suddenly he heard rustling from the bushes as he slowly approached it.

Young Baron:” Rypan?…. What are yo-“ suddenly a bear launched at the Young Baron, making him drop the basket as the bear sniffed and ate the food inside it. The Young Baron slowly crawled back only for the bear to pin him down. The Baron covered his mouth and closed his eyes in fear while the other hand was on his sword, the bear sniffed him and opened its mouth about to attack only to have its face hit by a big Rock. There stood young Rypan dropping a bucket of water and immediately grabbed another rock throwing it at the bear again causing the bear to leave the young Baron to attack Rypan. Rypan immediately dodged the bear and saw a dagger inside the basket, he launched to grab it, but as he grabbed it the bear was about to attack him. Immediately the Baron stabbed the bears paw with his sword.

Young Baron looked up opening his eyes:”…. Hah! Fear me ya furry crea-“ the bear soon pushed the Baron roughly, as the bear was about to scratch the Young Baron. Young Rypan shielded the Young Baron but ended up with permanent scars on his back.

Young Rypan:” Run!”

The Yong Baron without saying a word immediately started running away, he ran as fast as he could panting and tripping from time to time. He kept on running until he spotted his father’s knights and immediately ran to him.

Knight:” Young master!? What happened!?”

Young Baron:” b-bear…”

Knight:” we should head back to your father! Immediately “

The Baron hesitated but gripped the knight’s wrist firmly and dragging him to where Rypan was still fighting the bear. As they approached the young Baron looked in stunned upon seeing Rypan laying on the ground bleeding next to a dead bear.

End of flashback.

Robin covered her eyes in fear.

Rypan gently patted her head:” don’t worry little lass. It had a happy ending “

Robin removed her hands looking up:” r-really?”

Rypan nodded:” that’s where he saved me in return “

Back to the flashback.

Young Rypan slowly woke up feeling emends pain all over his body as it got cleansed by some alcohol and patched up.

Young Rypan:” ugh…. Where…. Am I?” He tried to get up but a servant gently pushed him back on the bed.

Servant:” you mustn’t get up, your still in no condition to move”

Young Rypan:” where am I?…. What happened to my lord?”

Servant:” you’re who?”

Young Baron:” he ment me”

The servant immediately turned:” oh! Young master!”

Young Baron:” my father would like a private conversation with him”

The Servant looked up seeing the Baron’s father and immediately left. The Baron’s father entered. He looked at Rypan, for a while he was quiet but then he spoke.

Baron’s father:” I deeply apologize for my foolish son. If it weren’t for his recklessness he wouldn’t have snuck out in the first place “

Young Baron:” I was training to become the best swordsman!” He protested only to almost received a smack on the head. The Baron’s father saw how Rypan gripped his wrist in order to protect the Baron’s head.

Baron’s father:” hm…. I suppose my son wasn’t wrong about you….*sigh* look I’ll give you a position to become a knight. But you must become my son’s knight. You must stay by his side no matter the circumstances are if you want to to live with a roof on your head”

Young Rypan looked at the Young Baron before giving a firm nod.

The Baron’s father smirked with contempt:” make sure my son doesn’t get into anymore trouble “ he said before walking away leaving Young Baron and Young Rypan.

Young Baron:” hah! See? Told ya I’d get you a place here”

Young Rypan slowly left the bed and knelt on one knee:” I owe you my life for saving me. I won’t forget what you’ve done for me. I’ll do anything to ensure my loyalty to you… my lord”

Young Baron smirked crossing his arms:” I know you will”

End of flashback.

Rypan:” and from then on out. I spent my years training and fighting among the Baron’s side till this day. Conquering every dirty work my master plans”

Robin’s eyes lit up in amazement.

Charlotte:” touching “

Rypan immediately froze and turned:” Charlotte?!… you finished studying?”

Charlotte:” I finished long time ago. Overheard your story and thought I might entertain myself”

Rypan:”…. I tend to forget how you always overhear everything “

Charlotte shrugged:” I should take Robin to bed. It’s past her bedtime “

Rypan immediately looked up:” oh…. Has it been that long”

Charlotte:” yup”

Rypan then looked at the sleepy Robin as she yawned before handing her to Charlotte. As Charlotte took Robin, Robin immediately jumped down and Ran to Rypan and clung onto his leg making him kneel down.

Rypan:” yes little one?”

Robin kissed Rypan’s cheek:” n-nigh-nigh R-Rypa” she said before Running back to Charlotte. Rypan touched his cheek before giving a soft chuckle. Rypan walked down the castle hall and stopped in front of Robin’s room, he slowly took a peek seeing Robin sleeping soundlessly. Sir Philip fell from the bed as Robin tried to reach him. Rypan picked him up and put him beside Robin as she hugged Sir Philip.

Rypan left Robin’s room only to be startled by Charlotte:” … you’re still awake?”

Charlotte:” what were you doing?”

Rypan:” I was making sure that the little one is still asleep “

Charlotte stayed quiet and hesitant before checking on Robin. Rypan moved aside for her.

Charlotte:”…. You know what…. I’m going to bed… you already did the checking for me, rest well big guy” she said before leaving. As it left Rypan confused but didn’t think too much about it.

As Rypan continued walking he was stopped by the Baron.

Baron:” Rypan! Where have you’ve been all day?”

Rypan:” I was just enlightening the little ones about our beginning”

Baron:” yea, yea. Just make sure you’re in the throne room on time. I’ve got a new plan to steal the throne!…..*ahem* with a bit of help from Charlotte *ahem*”

Rypan raised an eyebrow:” are you warming up to her”

Baron:” doesn’t matter. Just make sure you’re there on time, got it?”

Rypan smiled:” I will my lord”

That's crazy how Barons dub is also the voice of Ash's Charmander and god knows how many more pokemon at least 80+ including humans from that show.Before voicing Baron the VA been fr screaming and making noises into a microphone for a living until he got rejected cuz of certain allegations (no idea if they are false or not)

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Take your time, everyone has their own things. Don’t worry about it

How it feels when life gets too real and you can't make time to indulge in your hyperfixtion, it's like an itch that needs to be scratched aghhhh, stupid sketch to express my inner turmoil plus random sketch I didn't like I did a while back that I would of preferred to re-do

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I made this little guy, his name is Percy Pendicton

Ahh he looks so cute...

My little thistle flower 🥀💓

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Hey, it’s been a while so sorry for not posting more stories. But I hope you like this one and it’s called:

“An Amulet of a witch”

Charlotte had finished yet another lesson feeling exhausted, as she snuck into the kitchen for a snack only to overhear what the servants were talking. They went talking about another duel in Kingsland.

servant 1:” I heard that king Kendrick is having another duel “

servant 2:” do you think the Baron will try something else?”

Servant 1:” unfortunately he got forfeited this time, and is not allowed to join in on the duels for cheating”

Servant 2:” forever?”

Servant 1:” no, just this one”.

Charlotte thought about and had a new idea, but not without smuggling a few snakes with her. She walked to the Baron’s quarters and overheard his conversation with Rypan.

Baron in frustration while pacing around his quarters:” Can you believe it Rypan! Me? Being forfeited from the Duel!? If I’m not joining then what am I supposed to do? Just watch while the others fight on my behalf? No! The throne is mine!”

Rypan:” I understand the unfairness my lord, but I’m sure our knights will do their best “

Baron:” that’s the problem! No matter how much they do their best it’s always the same outcome! Lose! Lose! Lose! Ugh!”

Rypan:” I could join in, the Colossal could also be an option “

Baron:” as much as it could work, you’re almost forgetting something. That Brat Alexander and his measly friends! They won’t stop for nothing when it comes to my plan! UGH!” He slammed his fist on the desk.

Charlotte:” maybe I can join “ she said leaning against the doorframe crossing her arms with a smirk.

The Baron and Rypan looked at each other before bursting into laughter.

Charlotte:”… what?”

The Baron whipped a tear from his eyes before looking down at Charlotte:” that cute kid. But you’re too young and… too small, to even join these duels”

Charlotte:” Hey! I’ve proven to fight well. You’ve seen my dagger throwing skills “ she said hands on her hips as she puffed up her chest.

Baron:” ahahahaha~ oh please, the reason you could do it was because you fought the Super 4. And to us…pfft they are just as much of kids as you. Just slightly older “

Charlotte clenched her fist in anger.

Rypan:” what the Baron is trying to say is that, you’re to fragile to fight among knights, especially ones that are bigger than you “

Charlotte:” You literally saw Robin attacking Sir Gareth”

Baron:” that because it’s in the knights code”

Charlotte:” ugh!”

Baron:” look kid. You already have three roles in my castle, my planer, successor, and responsible with the farmers market. And I can’t have any but a single scratch on you, I prefer to keep my image high…. Or what remained of it”

Charlotte looked down still clenching her fist. Until she flinched upon feeling Rypan’s hand on her shoulder and immediately looked up.

Rypan got on one knee to Charlotte’s hight:” as much as an astonishing Ally you’ve for the Baron. You’re just a kid, not to mention the amount of times you flinch whenever someone touches you. Last time you almost stabbed one of the knights hand while training… and punched a servants face….. all I’m saying is that a knight fight won’t end well for a kid like you. You understand?”

Charlotte hesitated:” I-…. I suppose “

Baron:” good, now run along kid, don’t you have lessons to attend?”

Charlotte:” I finished them”

Baron:” ah…. Wellll…. Go play with your sister, she’s been distracting and spending longer with Rypan, more then I discreetly allow them to have”

Rypan looked back at the Baron smiling nervously.

Charlotte sighed:” will do” she said leaving the Baron’s quarters closing the door behind her.

Baron:” now where we’re we?”

Rypan:” how to prepare for the upcoming duel?”

Baron:” ah, that’s right… What To Do Now!”

Charlotte kept on walking down the hallway of the castle looking upset, she looked up only to see Forshizak bringing new ingredients for a potion as he walked past her. Charlotte paused at her footsteps as she immediately had a new plan, and with a smirk she followed Forshizak to his quarters.

Charlotte:” so all I’m saying is that, how can I make my plan work without the help of the amazing and powerful wizard himself “

Forshizak paused from what he was doing before continuing:” I’m not helping you kid”

Charlotte looked annoyed:” Why not!?”

Forshizak:” one your a kid, two I’m not going to be responsible for being a part of your own doom kid, three I know it’s you who snitched on me”

Charlotte twirled her hair nervously:” ehehehe, don’t know what you’re talking about “

Forshizak:” just because the Baron allows you in my quarters doesn’t mean I’ll give you special treatment “

Charlotte crossed her arms:” ugh”

Forshizak:” buuutttttt~”

Charlotte:” but what?” But Forshizak didn’t say a word. Charlotte sighed pulling out a big sack of coins and placed it on Forshizak’s table.

Charlotte:” talk” she demanded.

Forshizak:” I know a certain witch that could help you”

Charlotte:” a witch?… who?”

Forshizak just whistled as he stirred the ingredients fora new potion. Charlotte gridded her teeth as she placed another sack of coins and.

Charlotte:” Talk. Now!”

Forshizak hummed :” very well. The witch you should be looking for *looks left and right* her name is… Baba Cara”

Charlotte:” Baba who?”

Forshizak:” Baba Cara. The dark fairy of the enchanted forest, if she’s able to make a love amulet for the Baron that bewitched Leonora. Then she might give you something buuuutttttttt”

Charlotte:” something tells me it ain’t free”

Forshizak:” exactly, you need to offer her something”

Charlotte:” like what?”

Forshizak just hummed as he continued stirring the pot. Charlotte sighed placed another sack of coins.

Forshizak:” s certain golden teapot seems like a fairy trade for her”

Charlotte rubbed her chin thinking:” huh?……. Thanks for the advice… I guess “ she said leaving Forshizak’s quarters, Forshizak checked if she left before opening the three sacks of coins and started counting them.

Forshizak:” well ain’t she a sweetheart, maybe I should advise her more”.

The next day Charlotte went to her glasshouse and picked up some of the plants for potions, especially ones that are witch related and placed them in a basket, she then snuck outside the castle and went to the horse barn. She gave the horse the apple and caressed its mussel before getting on it as it road off to the enchanted forest, as she arrived she was able to finally find Baba Cara’s house, she stopped in a distance and got off the horse and approached the witch’s house. Charlotte stood in front of the door and knocked on it, at first no one answered. Charlotte was about to leave mumbling to herself that she did all this for nothing only to have a purple aura around her lifting her up and dragged her in front of Baba Cara herself.

Baba Cara:” and whom you might be kid? Daring to cross my territory so casual”

Charlotte:” I-I’m Charlotte! *ahem* I’m the Baron’s successor. I’m sure you heard of me”

Baba Cara dropped Charlotte:” so you’re the kid the Baron took in?…. Hm I did hear quite a lot about you, it’s almost pathetic that the Baron is relying on a little girl”

Charlotte clenched her fist but took a deep breath:” well I came here to introduce myself properly, even came with gifts “ she said offering the basket. Baba Cara took the basket and looked at the contents in it before raising an eyebrow and looking back at Charlotte.

Baba Cara:” hm, charming to know what a witch gift should look like… alright little girl you want something in return?”

Charlotte:” hm~ exactly “

Baba Cara just rolled her eyes:” come in” she said entering her hut as Charlotte followed behind.

Baba Cara:” so what do you want in return, a poisonous hair pin? A deadly fabric? A Crystal ball?”

Charlotte:” wellllll~ as much as tempting as they sound. Not at the moment “

Baba Cara:” then what do you want?”

Charlotte:” do you have a…. Oh I don’t know? How about a ribbon with a crystal “

Baba Cara looked at Charlotte:” that’s it?”

Charlotte:” nope. I want it to have the power of a thousand knight, and in return once the Baron becomes a king. I can ask him to give you a… certain teapot from gold”

Baba Cara immediately showed interest:” is that so?”

Charlotte nodded with a smirk.

Baba Cara thought about it before smirking as well:” very well then kid. Your Robin will be done in two days “

Charlotte:” perfect, oh! And I’ll make sure to visit to print more goodie’s with me. You can also have the front row seat during the duel”

Baba Cara cackled:” well aren’t you just sweet, I’ll be sure to see that Prince Alexander and his friends fall from their own grace. And once I get my hands on the golden teapot I’ll finally get my hands of the enchanted book the fairy kingdom will be at my mercy! Ahahahaha”

Charlotte:” can I watch while you do that?”

Baba Cara shrugged :” why not, I wouldn’t mind an audience of my own now, wouldn’t I?”

Charlotte:” oh! Why not turn some fairies into fireflies? I did see a certain potion from Forshizak’s book”

Baba Cara:” I’m starting to like you kid”

For the rest of those two days Charlotte would secretly visit Baba Cara and would bring her some of the herbs Charlotte grew, Charlotte would even bring the stuff Baba Cara needed for the Ribbon, Charlotte would bring the fabric from the village, a red ruby from the cave along side some metal and brought them back to Baba Cara. On the day of the duel the ribbon was finally done.

Baba Cara:” here, it’s all done. I even added a bit of the ability to observe the opponents power once they are defeated”

Charlotte smiled as she took the ribbon:” perfect, I’ll make sure to save you a seat at the front row” she said with a playful wink.

Baba Cara:” wouldn’t miss the downfall of Kingsland in person “

Charlotte snuck back in the Baron’s castle as she prepared herself and Robin in an elegant dress before accompanying the Baron in the carriage.

The Baron noticed the Ribon:” where did you get that?”

Charlotte:” oh, just wanted to try something special for the day you finally win”

Baron:” ha.ha, very reassuring “.

They soon arrived at Kingsland where King Kendrick announced the start of the duel.

King Kendrick:” thank you everyone for coming! Let the Duel begin!”

Ruby:” I’m Surprised that the Baron isn’t Joining “

Alex:” he might be planning another scheme to win the throne “

Gene looks at the Baron’s disappointment and bored expression:” I wouldn’t say that for sure “

Twinkle:” maybe he gave up?”

Alien spoke some gibberish.

Alex:” the Black Baron? No way. Let’s just keep our eyes open for anything unusual”

As the sound of the horns grew the duel had begun, each duel of the Kingsland knights against the Black Baron’s knights, each side has its own win but the Kingsland knights had the most win. The Baron grew more and more disappointed since most of his wins was because of Rypan and the Colossal yet the Baron knew that these two won’t last that long against the king Kendrick Knights, it even made Robin grew worry about Rypan. At this point the Baron immediately lost hope this year. Charlotte immediately left her seat and snuck out signaling Robin to be quiet while the Baron kept on rubbing his temples not even wanting to look at what’s going on. King Kendrick was about to announce the win only to see a throne glove.

King Kendrick:” it is my honour that Kingsland had Wo-“ saw the glove being thrown. He looked up only to see Charlotte approaching the arena wearing an outfit yet still kept the Ribbon on her hair.

Charlotte:” you forgot one contestant!”

The Baron immediately lifted his head looking at Charlotte from his seat and shouted:” Hey! What Are You Doing!?”

Charlotte:” joining in on the fun”

Baron:” Get back here! You’re too young for this!”

The crowd chuckled quietly and whispered about the situation, Sir Ulf went and approached Charlotte in order for her to leave. As he touched her shoulder about to escort her out.

Sir Ulf:” come kid, this place isn’t safe for yo-“ Immediately Charlotte picked him up and threw him across a crowd on the Blanchers. That itself left everyone stunned, from king Kendrick to the Super 4 to even the Baron himself. Charlotte was stunned herself but stayed composed letting a smirk creep on her face before lifting a sword from one of the fallen Baron’s knights and turning to the crowd.

Charlotte:” anyone else want to fight a Helpless little girl ~?” She said with an innocent expression before turning menacing. The knights hesitate but one approach withdrawing his sword.

Charlotte pointed the sword at the knight chuckling:” finally got some guts.” The knight ran to Charlotte about to attack but Charlotte immediately dodged his attack and immediately threw him to where Leonora was sitting causing him to land on her.

Leonora:” Ugh! Get Off Of Me!” She said pushing the knight off of her.

Charlotte:” anyone else want to fight me?”

Little by little each knight that tried to attack Charlotte got immediately defeated or badly injured and bruised, and it made Charlotte grow stronger and stronger. The Baron still in disbelief but immediately snapped out of it, got up from his seat and immediately started cheering for Charlotte.

Baron:” KNOCK THEM DEAD KID!”

Charlotte looked at the Baron and gave a nod before continuing to defeat the knights. Rypan with Robin on his shoulder Cheered on as well even the defeated Baron knights join in with the cheering on for Charlotte as she grew stronger and stronger.

Alex feeling both bewildered and suspicious:” something isn’t right. There is no way someone like Charlotte could defeat anyone twice her size “

Ruby:” I’ll say, she broke sir Gareth’s leg, and damaged sir Archibald’s spine”

Twinkle:” ow! Don’t sir Ulf and his broken fists “

Gene took a peak noticing something about Charlotte’s special bow:” I think it has to do with her bow”

Alex:” what do you mean?”

Gene:” look” the Super 4 looked at Charlotte’s bow and noticed how it glows whenever she defeats a knight.

Twinkle:”is that a-“

Alex:” a cursed Ribbon?”

Ruby:” where did she get it?”

Alex:” only one person that can make cursed items like this. Baba Cara”

Ruby:” yeesh, why am I not surprised “

Gene:” we need to find a way to remove the Ribbon “

Twinkle:” but how?”

Alien spoke some gibberish.

Twinkle:” good idea Alien, we just need to distract her so you can remove the Ribbon from her head”

Meanwhile with the Baron who was still cheering on.

Baron:” I don’t know how? But Who Cares! She’s about to win! And I’m about to be a king”

Baba Cara:” hey, I helped as well “

Baron:” oh but of course I can’t forg- huh?”

He turned to Baba Cara who was just enjoying the duel causing him to flinch.

Baron:” Ah! What are you doing here!?”

Baba Cara shrugged nonchalantly:” Charlotte invited me as a thank you for her gift”

Baron:” her wha-“ he immediately (and finally) noticed Charlotte still wearing the Ribbon and how it glows.

Baron:” ohhhhhh…. Wait! How Come you never Make Me Something Like That?”

Baba Cara:” at least she brings offerings. Plus she’s fun to have a girl talk from time to time “

Baron:” ugh, either way. GO CHARLOTTE “

Meanwhile with the Super 4.

Ruby;” uh-oh”

Twinkle:” what’s wrong”

Ruby:” we got an uninvited dark fairy enjoying the fight”

Alex took a peak:” it’s Baba Cara”

Twinkle:” oh no, that will make getting the Ribbon more difficult “

Alex:” got any plan Gene”

Gene was calculating with his arm pad:” I have one. But it’s risky”

Ruby:” nothing is risky for me “

Alex:” what do we do?”

Gene:” well in order to get the Ribbon we must have the Kingsland knights fight against the Baron’s knights. That way it will cause a commotion that will distract Charlotte internally, and with how small she is it would be easy for her to be pushed around “

Alex:” on it! Twinkle. You heal the knights and explain the plan. Me and Ruby will fight Charlotte to give you some time”

Twinkle:” on it!“ Alien gave a salute as the Super 4 immediately took their position.

Charlotte finished the last knight before turning to look at king Kendrick smirking at him before sliding her thumb across her neck, as she was about to approach him she was stopped by Alex and Ruby.

Charlotte sighed:” almost forgot two more soon to be losers”

Ruby:” don’t be too sure about it”

Alex:” be ready to draw”

Charlotte chuckled:” gladly” she the dashed at the with the sword immediately attacking them, Twinkle was explaining their plan to Sir Ulf and the others as she healed them. After Charlotte finished with Ruby and Alex she approached King Kendrick.

Baron:” Get Him”

Sir Gareth:” I think not” Charlotte turned only to freeze upon see Sir Gareth and the other knights all healed.

Charlotte:” ugh, guess I have to teach you all a lesson again” she cracked her knuckles before attacking the knights again. But with each one losing Twinkle would heal them and they would get back up and fight. It only made Charlotte grow exhausted.

The Baron grew frustrated and immediately ordered his knights to fight:” Well don’t all just stand there! Get Them!!”

Baba Cara:” I’ll take care of the fairy” she said grabbing her broom before flaying on it attacking Twinkling as the two fairies from different sides fought.

And Boom the biggest fight against the Kingsland and the Baron’s knights. Rypan placed Robin Safely on one of the Blanchers before joining in the fight, The fight was growing intense .

Charlotte:” Ugh! Why do you always Ruin My Plan!!!”

Ruby:” Hah! Still didn’t learn from your last plans”

Alex:” that no matter what, you’ll always lose”

Charlotte:” Shut Up!!!” The fight kept on growing intensely causing Charlotte to feel a lot of pressure, especially being pushed around during the fight.

Baron:” Come On Kid! Keep Fighting!”

Charlotte gridded her teeth:” SHUT UP DAD I GOT IT!!” she immediately froze as everyone else froze……(awkward).

Ruby snorted:” hehehehe”

Charlotte:” shut….up”

Alex:” pfffttttt”

Charlotte:” Shut Up”

Twinkle:” awwwww”

Charlotte:” Shut Up!”

Gene:” hehe”

Charlotte:” SHUT UP!!!”

Everyone immediately started laughing…. Except the Baron… nor Rypan. With everyone either stunned or laughing and Charlotte covered her face in embarrassment, Alien immediately waisted no time and immediately took the Ribbon from Charlotte’s hair.

Charlotte:” H-Hey! HEY!” she tried going after Alien but immediately fell as she was still holding the sword. She got up and tried lifting it but it was no use. Sir Ulf placed a hand on Charlotte’s shoulder only for her to flinch and pulled out a dagger immediately stabbing his hand causing him to grip his wrist trying to hold back a scream.

Charlotte:” ehehehehe” she chuckled nervously only to be picked up by the back of her collar by sir Gareth’s.

Sir Gareth:” It seems like we need to add more rules from now one “

Charlotte gridded her teeth:” NO FAIR! NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR!!!”

Sir Gareth:” it’s perfect fair to me”

Charlotte:” I-“ she was about to say something only to see the Baron and his knights, especially Baba Cara trapped in a bubble

Charlotte:” oh fu-“ they immediately got kicked out While Robin just waddled to them. The castle’s gate dropped behind them. Baba Cara freed herself.

Baba Cara:” well that was quite the disappointment. *looks at Charlotte* next time you want something that actually turns out useful I expect something in return “ she said riding her broom before flaying off.

The Baron stood up dusting his clothes as he turned to Charlotte and was about to say something.

Charlotte with gridded teeth:” not.a.single.word! We take this to the grave!” She said holding Robin’s hand as they entered the carriage.

At night Charlotte went to her room after Tucking Robin in. She stayed up all night thinking of a new plan to get rid of the super 4 once and for all. As she planned and planned only to storm the biggest idea ever…. And it involved the Super 4’s Chameleon.

To be continued….

Prior my last post about Baron picking or rather just has "Disabled" like people in his army, his army is most likely made up out of mentally ill folk. or smth physically wrong with em, unlike Kendricks army who seem more alright, normal and stable Apart from Sir Archibold with his obvious anxiety issues.

That's kinda cool tbh, gathering deemed "rejects" to work and serve under him

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Did you adopt the new fella for your furry friend?

Accidentally almost kidnapped a dog without realising, walking my dog and had my Airpods in then realised another dog was just following behind me. And its like hello where tf did you come from, threw a ball to make it go away but BAM came back,I'm impressed it can just follow without a leash and was behaving well next to my own dog. Low key embarrassing having to press the buzzer thingy on fancy folks homes at the gates to just ask if they lost a dog but finally one actually said yes and opened the gates so I could drop it of at the door

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Yup, the @baronstopfan has what I wrote about these two girls. You can read them if you’d like

Black Baron's plans (Super 4: Canon)

Being extremely honest. Damnit Fourchesac and Rypan, seriously?

Brief full personal opinion essay.

Half of his plans are doomed by four youngsters and a thing, a surprisingly small amount by himself and the other whole half by his subordinates. Don't get me wrong, Fourchesac and Rypan are nice characters, but horrible help with plans.

I calculated, and omitting the chapters of origins of the characters, Super 4 ruined his plans nine times, while his own subordinates did four or five times, more or less the half (the rest were his own fault).

To be honest, it is not like that many of his plans were that brilliant. Make the princess fall in love with you? Okay, but it would be better if it wasn't the thousand time and she wouldn't hate you as much as you love power. At this point it would be better just try to make her fall in love normally. Earn the respect of the knights? Okay, if you weren't already the first suspect of anything happening.

Really, the plans that went the best were the ones which weren't planned by him, like a curse to make all the rhymes reality (Poetry Party) or have a huge robot (Sir Cleano).

Personally I consider a plan of brainwashing the prince or the king way more effective than brainwashing the princess. I don't know, a spell to make them forget who you are, or find themselves wanting to befriend you, especially for Alex, would be absolutely effective. I understand Leonora has freedom to choose her suitor instead of being imposed, but being a friend of her brother would make things much more easier, plus no more prince against you.

If someone thinks that the rest of the Super 4 would get suspicious, I don't see it likely, just remember the "Convoy of Honor" episode, they trusted the Baron's change.

Video to finish the post! Turn up the volume!

(Ep: Rage of the Dragon and Poetry Party)

Turn the volume down again and have a nice day! ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

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Hey, I redrew Percy if that’s ok. Hope you like it

Fragile Porcelain Person

Fandom: Jack and the Cuckoo Clock Heart.

Yandere!Joe x Porcelain!Reader, Platonic!Jack and Acacia x Porcelain!Reader

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(AN: So, for those who don't know, Jack and The Cuckoo Clock Heart is a film about a (14?) something french boy born with a frozen heart, so it is replaced by his adoptive mother with a clock. He isn't allowed to fall in love, as it will be too much for his heart, but he does anyway, and loves a singer. There's another plot with this rival for the singer's love, but that is the jist. It's spoilers from here on out in this AN, so go watch it on Bibibli if you haven't seen it. For the sake of this fic, I have changed Joe and Acacia's relationship to one of a brother and sister relationship, in which he wanted to protect her from mingling to closely with anyone due to her parents migrant status, and his fear of her getting deported. As for Jack and Madeline, I'm writing them as living at the end of the film, where this fic takes place. Sorry for the long explanation, just wanted to clarify some things!)

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Tick-tock, Tick-tock, Brrr-ing Brrr-ing! The lively ticks and rings of gears, clocks, bells and chimes sound out across the workshop of the notably eclectic Mademoiselle Madeline, who is currently busying herself at her work station. She hums to herself, placing a small gear against a winding mechanism, and stepping back to watch a small wooden bird pop out of the top window of a clock, perfectly tweeting in rhythm with the now-turning gear. A sound not entirely foreign to her makes her turn round, the sound of a soft groan comes from a fragile form laid atop her operating table, as she had taken to calling it. Placing down her tools, she approaches her guest.

A lantern's light disturbs you from a deep slumber. As you awaken, you notice your body feels freer than it has in quite some time. Or at least, you remember not exactly feeling top-shelf, in the before. But, you suppose then this isn't the before, but rather the now.

"Awakened from our beauty-sleep, I see..." A pale-skinned woman, sporting a dress covered in oil stains and minor cuts stands to your left, observing you with a calm curiosity. You try and sit up to get a better look at your host and surroundings, and though you're a little dizzy, you can gather that you seem to be in some sort of workshop, laid on an operating table. "And How are you feeling, mon petit ami?" She asks. You remain silent, but wiggle your arm, legs, and other joints. Everything seems to be in working order, though a few pieces of your ball-joints seem to be needing some sort of grease or oil. "I- Well, I think I'm quite alright, but..." You look at the woman. "How did I get here, and who are you?"

"I," The woman bows her head slightly in greeting, "am Mademoiselle Madeline, and you, mon ami, are in my workshop." She gestures to the cluttered workspace behind her. "Now, as for how you got here, only you can answer a part of that mystery." Madeline steps back to her desk, and rifles through a series of tools and parts while she continues her tale. "I found you while I was out on a stroll in the historic district, the demolished old Kimbrough house to be exact. You were quite the sight, y'know. Pieces of you were all over the place. Took me quite a bit to find all of you and transport you back here. I haven't ever worked with your material before." She says, turning to back to face you for a moment. "Porcelain, are you?" You nod. "Hmm, I thought as much." She picks up a small cloth, and a jar filled with a thick, white paste. "If you don't mind holding still, I'd like to patch up a few minor chips." You hesitate, but allow her to continue. Using a small trowel, Mademoiselle Madeline spreads the paste onto a few small cracks surrounding your ball-joints, specifically the ones that let your knees function. Once the paste is applied, she pulls out a small pouch, and produces from it a few chips of porcelain. She places the back into the damaged areas with an artisans precision.

"There, just be sure to let that set for a while, no sudden, rough leg movements, alright?" She says, returning the materials to her desk. "Now, here's where I'd like to ask you to help me. Who are you?" She asks. You open your mouth to respond, but find no words come from your mouth, and no thoughts come to your mind. "I don't know, I can't seem to remember. It feels... It feels like a piece of me may be missing." You explain, brows furrowed in frustration. Mademoiselle Madeline pushes you no further, and only nods in pity. "I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case. When I found you in that demolished property, it looked as if that old house had practically toppled down onto you. It's a miracle I found all your outer pieces. It's entirely possible that a few important inner elements may be missing." She says, looking you over for a few moments, as if taking you in. "You're an incredible piece of art, I must admit. I wasn't one-hundred percent sure you'd actually work, even with my tampering, much less be capable of thought. Then again, stranger things have happened." Her brief mentioning of how odd you are gives you pause.

"Miss?" You ask, and she hums in acknowledgement. "I'm not normal, am I?" She chuckles softly. "Well, to most, probably not, but to me?" She laughs. "You're just another patient." You tilt your head. "Patient?" You ask. "So you've treated people like me before?" You ask. She shakes her hand in a so-so manner. "Yes, with prosthetics and such, though I admit I've never dealt with someone entirely mechanical." You nod, looking at your now-repaired knees. "Sorry to cause you so much trouble." You apologize, but she quickly shakes her head. "Not at all. Most of your mechanisms only needed minor repair, I'd actually say the hardest part was working with those porcelain fingers of yours." She grabs your wrist and holds it up before her face, manipulating your fingers with hers. "I might have accidentally swapped the fingers into the wrong spots a few times, but I think I've sorted it out. Let me know if they give you any trouble." She muses, letting your hand fall back onto your lap. "Am I alive, truly?" You ask. She shrugs. "I don't know, I think it depends on your definition of 'alive'. Your whole body runs on gears and pulleys, but you seem to think and feel like any other person." Madeline picks up a picture, surrounded in a frame of copper. "You know, you actually remind me a bit of my son, Jack." She presents you with the photo.

A boy, around your age is sat in front of Mademoiselle Madeline, with pale skin and oddly-styled brown hair. Your eyes travel downwards, and you notice a peculiar feature of the boy, a clock lays prominent on his chest. "A time-piece?" You ask. "A cuckoo-clock, actually. Jack was born with a frozen heart, and I needed something to keep him ticking, for turn of phrase. Let me ask you something." You look at her. "Without his clock heart, Jack would die. His hands of time keep him ticking and tocking all the day long. Now let me ask you, does that make this human boy any less alive." You furrow your brows in thought, biting your frigid lip. You shake your head no, and she smiles. "Then I think you have the answer to your question."

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The rest of the afternoon, Mademoiselle Madeline treats you to tea (though you quickly find out that it tea is't the best idea when your stomach mechanics rust). In an attempt to clean the rust, you both stumbled upon a hatch in your chest and stomach, allowing for an easier clean up. It also gave Mademoiselle Madeline a better way to poke around in your inner-workings. You're grateful she always remained gentle. Eventually, you find yourself sitting in her kitchen, warming your cold porcelain over the flame of a candle. Madeline toils with a watch over at her desk. As you sit quietly, you hear footsteps approaching from outside.

The wooden door of the home swings open, and a flurry of snow and cold air sweeps into the home, prompting you to pull the candle closer to your chest. "I'm telling you, they look fine!" "You know I don't like them though, besides, I'm not afraid of bumping into things." A boy and a girl enter, clearly engaged in a debate. In the girls hand there is a pair of white-and-red dotted glasses. "Jack, while I would prefer Acacia to wear her glasses, she isn't as fragile as you." Madeline says, turning to face the boy. He sighs in defeat, prompting the girl to grin and shove her glasses back into his hands with a "Hmph!" of satisfaction. "No kiss?" Madeline asks, and Jack shakes his head and places a kiss on his mothers cheek. "Hello, Madeline." He greets. She nods in sanctification and exchanges a greeting with Jack's young love, Acacia. You watch the encounter from your place in the kitchen.

"Jack, I made an interesting new friend today..." She says, turning to face the boy. As the pair of teens remove their shoes, Jack nods to his mother. "Really? Someone in need of work?" He asks, tilting his head up to look at her out of the corner of his eye. "Mhmm, sort of." His face falls to confusion, and he turns to face Acacia, only to be met with a shrug. Madeline speaks no further, only motioning to the kitchen with a hand while returning to her work. Jack and Acacia follow her hand, a gasp leaving the boy as he sees you. The girl seems to have no reaction to your appearance, but you quickly realize she may not be able to see you. . Your eyes dart from them back down to the candle in front of you, unsure how to introduce yourself. Acacia is the first to approach you, while Jack simply stays back, examining you from a distance.

"Hello..." She greets softly, eyes squinting as she attempts to look at you. Jack smiles and sighs, before walking up behind the girl, reaching over her head and placing her glasses on her nose. She grumbles as she adjusts, blinking a few times as you come into focus. "Oh!" She lets out a surprised gasp, a smile spreading across her face as she looks back and forth between you and her lover. "Jack, they're mechanical, just like you!" She exclaims. You can't help but feel your nervousness fade away at how enthused the two seem. Jack quickly extends a hand to you, and you accept. He holds on, turning your hand over a few times to get a look at your delicate fingers.

"You're made of porcelain?" He asks. "So I've been told." You joke. "So, you're not human at all are you?" You wince at these words, and Jack feels a familiar ache in his clock-work heart when he sees your face fall. "I didn't mean... Well, I meant human in a 'flesh-and-bones' sense, not a 'feelings-and-senses' sense." "I sense your saying 'sense' a bit too much Jack, ease off." Acacia whispers. He blushes, embarrassed. You sigh, and say "No, I understand what you mean. And no, I don't have any skin. I'm all cogs and gears." You laugh. "Can't say I have much of a mind either, I can't really remember anything before now..." You muse, eyes trailing down absentmindedly. You feel a hand on your shoulder, and look up to see Jack has pulled the fabric of his coat to the side, revealing the cuckoo-clock from the photo. "Well, as it were, I understand what it's like being made out of 'gears and cogs'." He assures you. It feels nice.

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"Will you be staying with us?" Jack asks. It's later into the evening now, and the hissing of meat against a pan comes from behind, as Madeline cooks a meal for herself and the pair of teens in front of you, intent on learning all about you. You freeze, unsure how to respond. You would hate to over-step and ask to stay here, but you're not sure where else you could go. You're not even sure you know how to maintain your fragile mechanical form beyond basics like avoiding rain. Before you can respond, Mademoiselle Madeline responds, having somehow sensed your anxiety. "They will be, I'm sure you and Acacia will be more than accommodating." She shoots Jack a playful warning look, and he nods. "Of course, but I hope you don't mind if I ask to see some of your inner-workings. I don't even fully know how my heart functions, much less your whole body." Acacia nods in agreement. "I don't see why not, just don't break anything please. I'd rather like to keep my limbs in working condition. The three of you laugh, and Mademoiselle Madeline begins to set the table. A meal of cooked pork and bean stew sits in a bowl before you, the steam rising from it. You feel an ache in your heart, though you wish the ache was that of hunger instead. How you wish you could eat or drink.

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That night, Jack and Acacia tuck into their separate beds (at Mademoiselle Madeline's insistence). A small resting place has been set up for you on the nearby love-seat, and as you lay down you can't help but wonder if you need sleep, or are even capable of it. You shrug the thought off, supposing you will find out. Soft sighing sounds come from the leftmost bed, Acacia is asleep. A quiet ticking is present in the room, prompting Jack to cough awkwardly. "Apologies, I can't really control the sound." He says, and you sit up to look at him. "No, it's fine. I'm not bothered at all." He nods in response, and sits up to meet your gaze. "How come you don't make any ticking sounds?" He asks. You pause, pondering this. "Maybe my porcelain keeps the sounds inside? I don't actually know." You shift your position, pressing your knees up under your chin as Jack asks another question.

"You never mentioned your name?" He pushes. Once again, he feels awkward when your face falls. "I don't have one. Not one that I can remember, at least." You admit. Jack lets out a hum of understanding, and furrows his brows if in thought. "Well, maybe I could help you pick one?" He suggests. Jack reaches under his mattress and feels around, before pulling back and producing a journal. "These are some old scripts and notes from a friend. I've got a friend, he's a film maker actually." "What's a film?" "Long story. But he's also an excellent storyteller. Maybe we can find a name that suits you in here. For the next few hours, you and Jack traverse the pages of his old friends journal, with Jack explaining various inside jokes and references written within the pages. After some time, Jack points to a name mentioned briefly in the first stanza of a scribbled out poem. "Y/N? What about that? I think it suits you." You nod. "Y/N sounds nice. I'd like to be Y/N." Jack nods, and stuffs the journal back under his mattress. "Hmm. This is actually rather nice, Y/N. I've never had a sibling before." You tilt your head in confusion. "A sibling?" "Like a brother or sister. I mean. if you want to be siblings, that is. Don't feel obligated to agree." He trails off awkwardly. You relish for a moment in the feeling of having a family. "I would like that, Jack." He smiles.

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The next morning, Mademoiselle Madeline sends you, Jack, and Acacia off to school after reviewing Jack's rules three, (though after some minor adjustments to his heart there are only a two rules now.) "Remember Jack, if you need me to go down to the school and speak to the headmaster about-" "No thank you, Madeline. I can handle him myself, I promise. I'll be sure to keep my temper under control." You had overheard this conversation between Jack and his mother this morning as you put on the new uniform Madeline had given you. It felt quite odd, though the woolen school outfit did well to keep your porcelain warm. Now, as you trudged a few feet behind Jack and Acacia, you couldn't help but want to ask about this mysterious tormentor. Your questions do not go unanswered, as you soon find out.

You arrive at the school, staying close to Jack as he assists Acacia through the school gates, holding her hand to guide her up the stairs leading into the courtyard. "Ever the gentleman, Jack." She coos, and he grins. "Isn't that why you fell in love with me?" He teases. She pretends to think for a moment. "Hmm, can't say I did, on account of I couldn't really see you!" The pair laugh, and you can't help but grin at your new brother and his girlfriend. This sweet scene is cut short however, as a boy yells from across the playground. "Oi! Clock-boy, didn't we teach you enough of a lesson yesterday?" A scruffy looking red-headed boy approaches with a cruel grin. Jack's face falls, and Acacia's grows angry. She steps in-between Jack and the blurry form of the boy. "Leave him alone, he hasn't done anything to you!" She yells, stomping her foot down. The boy rolls his eyes. "This isn't your fight Acacia, move." The boy growls. Acacia's stance only grows more firm, and a feeling of worry settles inside you, where on a normal person would be a stomach.

"Please, Acacia, let me handle this." "But Jack-" Jack ignores her insistent remarks, and steps in front of her, bravely facing the boy. As of late, Jack had stopped hiding his heart within the confines of his school jacket, altering the uniform to display his abnormality. He figured that everyone at school had known about it, why should he hide what makes him proud simply to cater to the discomfort of the few who already hate him. Unfortunately, this did make him significantly more vulnerable, as the hands of his heart were now much easier to pull and pluck, and gears could be easily manipulated or removed. Jack and Acacia had initially believed that the bullying may have lessened due to the incident in which a boy lost his eye to the cuckoo-bird living in the clock, but this was not true. If nothing, this only increased feelings of anger and fear surrounding the eclectic boy and his already unpopular mother. "Just let us be, please. You've no reason to harass us." Jack looks the boy dead in the eyes with a firm stare, and for a moment, the cocky facade of the bully falters, fear replacing the jest in his eyes. As the children surrounding you and the group watch the boy with bated breath, he feels unable to back down, and escalates. Clenching his hand, he lets out a cold laugh as he launches a first towards Jack's heart, clearly with intent to harm the boy. You gasp in terror, and can practically feel the world slow around you. You've only known Jack a short while, but his mother made you well aware of how fragile his heart is. In a moment of adrenaline and stupidity, you thrust yourself forward.

As the boy's fist collides with your hard cheek, he yelps in pain, recoiling as you go tumbling onto the ground. You feel odd, and as the boy cradles his bruised fist, you feel as though your head is unbalanced. You quickly realize that your cheek is missing a large chunk of porcelain, which now lays chipped on the ground in front of you. As you grab the shard quickly and hold it to your chest, you look up, causing the crowd to gasp. "What is it?" "Some sort of doll?" "It's terrifying!" "Can it hear us?" "I bet Clock-boys witch mother made it."

You tremble before the crowd of onlookers, their words harming you more than the punch to your face. Acacia quickly kneels beside you, shielding your face from the crowd as he examines the damage. "Does it hurt?" She asks. You shake your head. "No, It doesn't really feel like anything." As Jack begins to yell in retaliation at the injured boy, Acacia attempts to fit the piece of porcelain back into your cheek. "It looks like a very small shard is missing." Acacia says, having matched up most of the shard to your face. As the crowd switches between jeering at you and taunting Jack in his anger, a shadow stretches across the playground, causing a hush to fall over the crowd.

Acacia and Jack freeze, as a tall figure emerges from behind where she is kneeled on the pavement. The courtyard is completely silent, save for the ticking of Jack's heart, which has become more erratic due to the stress of the current situation. Clicking heels approach, and Acacia moves up a little, shielding you and your face from the approaching stranger. "Acacia?" The odd male voice questions. She stands promptly, shuffling in front of you as she faces the boy. Though you can't see much, you can tell the figure towers over Acacia, maybe even Jack. The boy has dark hair, and what appears to be an eye-patch covering his right eye. "Joe, hello." Acacia greets, bowing slightly. Jack looks at her, and she only widens her eyes for a moment, telling him to just remain quiet. "What is the meaning of this disruption?" Joe spits, turning to the cowering red-haired boy. The boy points a finger quickly at Jack. "That freak started it!" "He did not!" Acacia yells, but Joe simply puts his hand up, silencing them both. "And is the freak the reason you're bleeding?" He asks, grabbing the boy's wrist and making him grunt in pain. "N-no. I tried to knock that stupid time-piece out of his chest, but I hit that thing instead!" Joe's visible eye flares with anger, and he raises his free hand. "You dare to hit Miss Acacia?" He exclaims, clearly about to face the boy with his full fury. "W-what! No! I didn't hit her, I hit that other freak. Please, Joe, believe me!" Joe's open palm stops mere inches from the boy's face. "'The other freak'?" Joe questions, a brow raised. The boy uses his uninjured hand to point behind Acacia, and Joe steps to the side to peer around her. He sees not much more than a crumpled female form, so he drops the boy's wrist and steps closer. A huff of air leaves his nose in surprise as he moves closer, seeing your chipped face.

"What is it?" He sneers, looking past Acacia and glancing at Jack. "Surely you must know, Clock-boy." Jack sneers back at him. "There not an 'it', it's my sibling." He exclaims, stepping forward to stand beside Acacia. "Their name is Y/N." Acacia says. Joe seems to respect the girl's opinion more, and he calms himself a bit, taking a deep breath. "And it's your friend?" He asks. "THEY are." She corrects him. He goes silent, glancing down at you from your spot on the ground with a cold look. Suddenly, he reaches down and grips your wrist harshly, pulling you quickly to your feet. You stumble a bit, and Acacia places her hand on the small of your back to steady you. "Be careful, they're fragile!" Joe scoffs. "Clearly, look at them. What's wrong with their face?" His free hand roughly grazes around the edge of your cracked facial porcelain. "He was going to hurt Jack, they got in the middle." Joe glances back at the bully from earlier, who seems to be once more in shock.

"Ugh! I think some of it's face is stuck in me!" He yells, panicked. Sure enough, the missing scrap of porcelain that Acacia said was missing is lodged into the boys wrist, having drawn a light pool of blood around it. Joe drops your wrist and returns to look at the injury. "See, look what it did to me- AH!" Joe quickly yanks the shard out of the boys wrist, and drops of scarlet blood begin to drip from the piece. "What was that for?" The boy cries. Joe rolls his eyes and scoffs at the boy's pathetic nature. "It's no more than a paper cut. Besides, the weak of body are weaker of mind." He begins to return to you and Acacia. "Toughen up." He calls over his shoulder. With a glance to the side and a wave of his hand, Joe disperses the crowd of students, who scatter at his command. Joe roughly grabs your chin, placing the small piece against your cheek. He hums in satisfaction when he sees where it fits in, and turns to hand it to Acacia. "I believe this will help out your friend." He says, bowing as he begins to take his leave. He knocks Jack's shoulder as he walks by, and pauses. "See, Jack? I'm capable of doing no harm. Maybe you should learn from me." He coos, before continuing his walk back into the school as the bell rings. As kids file into the school, the three of you hang back to recover.

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"Do you need to go home? I'm sure I can take you..." Acacia offers, gently rubbing your shoulder. You shake your head, attempting to swallow down your fear. "N-no, I'm fine. Really." She nods. "Alright, Jack are you okay?" He brushes off his shirt, and after adjusting his hair and flicking his clock, he's ready to go. Acacia heads off to her first class, but you grab your brother's sleeve for a moment to ask him to stop. "Jack?" "Hmm?" You bite your lip, wondering if you should ask what you're wondering. Before you can decide, Jack sighs and senses what you want to know. "The boy in black? That was Joe." He looks away. "He's been, tormenting me ever since' I set foot in this school." You feel a wave of pity wash over you, as Jack seems absolutely manic as he recounts the things Joe has done to him. "He's hit me, cut me, and he let his goons rip open my heart!" He yells. He pauses when he sees the fear in your eyes, and tries to calm himself. "I'm sorry, I... I'd just ask you to avoid him. Please." He urges, and you nod. "It doesn't seem like he harbors any resentment towards Acacia. Do you know why?" You ask. He nods. "Yes. Joe latched onto Acacia when she first moved here. His family is single-handedly funding Acacias stay in Edinborough. She's not a citizen, and he seems to think he owns her because of that." He chuckles. "I suppose they're a bit like us. Siblings, I mean. He's very protective of her." Jack explains. You nod, following your brother into the school. As the click of your heels and the ticking of Jack's heart echo through the room, one more question comes to mind. "Why did Joe say you could learn from him?" You ask. Jack looks confused, then clicks his tongue as he realizes what you're referring to. "I'll tell you, but... promise that you won't be scared, okay?" Your expression turns to one of worry.

"Well, now I am a little scared!" You joke, trying to laugh off the nerves. Jack moves his hand to his chest, and he pokes at the little door atop his cuckoo-clock, from which the bird emerges every hour. He taps it, and the little metal bird pops out, squawking thrice before retreating into its home once more. "One day, Joe was tormenting me, as usual. But, I didn't notice the time, and the more he hit me, the closer he got to my heart. He leaned in to grab it out, and well..." He pauses. Shock grips you coldly as you realize that Jack's little Cuckoo bird is the reason for Joe's eye-patch. Jack nods as he recognizes you have understood his words. "I hope you do not think lesser of me..." He says. You shake your head quickly, wanting to remove any thoughts of doubt from his mind. "No. I couldn't think lesser of you. If it had been intentional, I would say it was self-defense, but you didn't even want to harm Joe. You reacted better than most would have, brother." you place your hand on his shoulder comfortingly. He smiles back at you. As the two of you leave the main hall and enter the classroom, you feel a chill run down your spine, but ignore it. What you don't see is the dark, one-eyed figure looming just around the corner.

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From where Joe watches, he finds the sneer he wore when looking at your brother falling, as gazes lands on you. Jack holds the door open for you, and as peers from around the corner of the man hall as he hears your melodic voice thanking him. His fist clenches. In his heart, 'a real heart', as he so often mentioned to Jack, a battle of emotions rages. His hatred of Jack and his mother's freakish nature, his annoyance at Acacia's newfound love for the boy, and newest of all, a foreign feeling. A warm pulsing feeling spreads in his heart, strange to the icy boy who's lived his whole life in an even colder town. He feels anger at his inability to understand this feeling, but more anger at the desires this feeling brings. He wants your attention, though he doesn't understand why. He wants your strange, 'freakish', face turned towards him at all times, rather than your bastard clockwork brother. He wants your melodic voice to call out for him, rather than in fear of the boy who smashed in your face in the school courtyard. In this moment, he comes to a decision. His tormenting of your brother will continue, possibly even worsen. In this way, your attention will be on him. He can show you that he is in charge of this school. You will see the fear that he is regarded with, and surely your brother and Miss Acacia will tell you tales of his reputation. Surely, your brother is in no position to defend you, he has more enemies at this school than he has friends in the whole village. You'll no doubt face hardship, given your closeness to that freak and your odd features. You'll need someone to protect you, and Acacia won't always be there. Once you are well aware of his power, surely you will turn to him in your time of need, beg him to help you and to stop hurting your brother. He will, of course, for a price. Just like Acacia, he will have you under his thumb, under his protection. His fist clenches as he begins his walk into the classroom, mumbling to himself.

"A precious piece of porcelain needs a caretaker, no?"