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 finds what they’re looking for.
In the guest suite, Timur sat on the floor with Sinder, who asked, “What’ll you be when you grow up?”
Juuyu murmured, “They have been at it for half an hour.”
Michael looked impressed. Jacques couldn’t imagine why.
“Will you train to be a chef?” asked Sinder.
“Nope. A battler!”
Sinder smirked. “How about a butler?”
“Sure about that? I might change your mind.”
Timur laughed. “You can try.”
“Touch my nose.”
The boy did.
“Touch your nose.”
Same result, but slower.
“Next session, sign up for butler classes.”
Timur grinned impudently at Sinder. “Battler!”
Posted: October 22, 2020
Prompt: #Inktober2020, Day Twenty-Two: Chef
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.