Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one who’s having a little quality time.
They left him alone with Kyrie, who didn’t seem to mind Uncle Jackie’s lack of experience in the child-rearing department. Peekaboo tournament. Schmaltzy ballads. Fashion advice. French conversation. It was a lovely lie-in, but needs must.
“Time to come out of the closet, little prince.” Jacques was dizzy for want of coffee.
Michael caught him on the stairs. “Ah! You’re just the man I need.”
While there were circumstances under which those very words could be highly flattering, Jacques suspiciously eyed the corresponding baby propped on Michael’s shoulder. “Are nappies involved?”
“If only.” Michael pointed upward. “There’s a security breach.”
Posted: October 19, 2020
Prompt: #Inktober2020, Day Nineteen: Dizzy
Summary: Jacques Smythe brazens his way into Stately House and shows no sign of departing. Like it or not, Lord Mettlebright has himself a butler. An Amaranthine Saga Serial. [Humor, Drama, Family] Begins here. You can suggest a prompt here. To scroll through archived chapters, use the Lord Mettlebright’s Man tag.