axeofoath | 01; voice/action

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01; voice/action

A-ah...I didn't finish all of the laundry...The kitchen needs to be swept, too...

[It's the hushed voice of a young man, sounding both longing and peaceful. Gremio, sitting against the side of a building near the fountain, doesn't register the change in scenery quite immediately. But several seconds later...]

E-eh? C-could this be-?

[He's not sure what he expected to see upon dying, but this...probably wasn't it.]

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[ At this moment, Tyr could even like the City. But yes, eating would help. Tyr is always going to be a growing boy! ] All right. Let's see what they have in stock. What type of pie will we have tonight?

[ The market! Hopefully it's indoors for the winter... ]

[Yes, Tyr always will be! Thankfully, Gremio loves to feed him.] I suppose it would depend on what's available right now...Apple would be a good choice, if they're in season here.

[ And he's so good at it! It's a match made in heaven. ] They might be; we'll see.

[ Thinking about it... ] Apple with cinnamon... It's been a while since I've had that.

[They're only the perfect family~]

Has it, Young Master? Then I shall fix that for you as soon as possible!

[ This is why Pahn joined them! ]

I can't wait. [ Childish excitement all over this. ] Ah, when you make it, I want to help.

[He couldn't get this kind of cooking with the Imperial Army!]

[Gremio's just as excited, too! He gets his little kitchen helper~!] Oh, Y-Young Master! It would be wonderful to have your help!

[ Or anywhere else! ]

I have to warm you, though: I haven't gotten any better than you remember...

[Only with the young master~!]

N-nonsense, Young Master! Y-you always give an outstanding effort!

[ Only with Gremio~! ]

Then maybe I'll make a pie by myself next.

[Yes, Tyr is so spoiled~]

B-by your--A-ah, I'm certain you'll be able to...I'll be nearby if you need any assistance, Young Master!

[ Young master through and through, this one! ]

You really think so, Gremio? You shouldn't worry about assisting me, then. I'll surprise you sometime.

[So much! And Gremio is so proud of him. :>]

Y-yes, certainly! If you insist...[He'll be prepared to clean up.]

[ Yes. :'D Somehow, he is! ]

I do. [ Grabs a bag of apples. Lalala. ] What type do you want?

[Because he's a very good one!]

Please choose whichever you would like. I would be more than happy to eat anything prepared by you, Young Master. [And he would~ Also picks up some vegetables for stew.]

[ Oh, isn't he just~? ]

[ Oh Gremio. Now he almost wants to. ] But if it's for you, you need to choose.

[Yes, the best~!]

[Gremio wouldn't mind encouraging him, mess or not!] W-well, if you would like...Since I'm making apple, perhaps you could try sweet potato or pumpkin!

Can I mix both fillings?

Uh--Y-Young Master, h-how about we just stick to one?

You don't think they'd be good together? It can be half-and-half.

W-well, if you would prefer--Why don't we do one of each? [But not mix them. :<]

I don't know if we can finish two...

Not by ourselves. We would have to share them with your friends, too!

Maybe next month, then. One apple pie is enough for now...

[Both relieved and disappointed, between not having to clean up the potential mess and the idea that Tyr baking pies is simply too cute. Oh well, there will plenty of time for that!]

Very well, Young Master. Then we'll make this one together.

[ It doesn't help he still looks like the same cute little kid, huh? But helping Gremio bake is the closest they're going to get. ]

That's right. It's not hard, is it?

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