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How nice to have good, warm weather again. I'm glad we didn't have to use the stores we bought in case of emergency, but we should use them up now, in any case.

[At this point, Gremio turns away and holds a bowl of pickled vegetables out for Tyr.] Here you go, Young Master! Make sure you finish them all.

I don't want them. [Tyr pushes the bowl away from himself, though Gremio isn't done insisting.]

But they're healthy for you, Young Master--and we can't just let them go to waste.

[Getting annoyed now, Tyr scowls.] But they're bitter!

Come now, eat up...

I'm not going to eat it if it's bitter! Remember what happened last time?!

Just because it's bitter doesn't mean it's poisoned. Don't worry.

Still-!

Here you go, Young Master! [And he tries to nudge the huge bowl closer to his master, at which point Tyr shoves it away--and ragequits the table. Gremio chases him, bowl in hand, off-camera.] W-wait, Young Master-!!

Is this working--There!

Excuse me, but I have a very important announcement to make: This Friday happens to be the young master's six--oh--ah, Young Master Tyr's birthday! I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure of meeting all the friends he has made here in the City, so I would like to take this opportunity to extend an invitation to all those who are acquainted with him.

We will be holding a modest lunch party at our apartment--number 108 in building ten. I would be honoured if his friends could take the time to attend. And, of course, the young master will be pleased, too!

Now, the city had better not cause any curses to ruin the occasion...

YOUNG MASTER TYR
IS NUMBER ONE!!

[That very important message posted for all to see, the video now comes on to show the flash of something rustling and neon. Could it be--yes, pompoms. Pompoms held by Gremio who, with the biggest grin on his face, starts cheering. And don't forget posing outrageously.]

Young Master, do your best!
Young Master, you can't be beat!
Young Master, put your skills to the test!
Young Master...you're almost done! Eat! Eat! Eat~!

[ooc: Cheerleader Gremio will cheer for everything. Even finishing breakfast. Backdated to morning!]

[There's the sound of an engine running smoothly, a constant hum as a car moves along a City street somewhere. All seems well, until-]

Y-Young Master, the brake! The brake, quickly--w-watch out for that pothole!

[Gremio's probably too nervous to be a driving instructor to anyone, but that doesn't seem to have stopped him.]

[ooc: Grab bag curse is a genre switch with Tyr~]

Resolutions are quite an interesting tradition, and certainly one to appreciate! Working hard to reach your goals for the year...I resolved to help a busy man named Santa--or is he Father Christmas? In any case, it would be wonderful to assist him in bringing presents to good people.

So, to that end, I will be collecting "pin-up magazines"! Young Master, would you happen to have any?

[ooc: Result of this. 8D No, he doesn't know what a pin-up magazine is. Troll away~?]

Dear Sir Santa,

Now, I'm sure you must be quite busy, really, with so many people around to watch. However, I must ask that you please consider Young Master Tyr for presents next time. I can assure you that he's been a very good boy!

Sincerely,

Gremio.

Gremio

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