The York Gallery, Saturday [8/2]

[my_tragic_past]

Kevin had found a broom last week, so he thought he would do some actual work today and sweep the gallery.

He got about as far as the reception desk before deciding to take a break and look at pretty pictures on the internet. The broom was quickly forgotten.

The exhibit floor really wasn't that dusty anyway.

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Reception Desk

[my_tragic_past]

Kevin was there, clicking and grinning.

Re: Reception Desk

[perfectmissyork]

Charlotte owned a gallery, where there were pictures and stuff. And since she owned it, that meant she was responsible and had people working for her, and so she was going to be a good little boss and she hurried into the gallery and said, "Hihihihihi, Kevin! I hope you're working hard!"

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[my_tragic_past]

Kevin glanced down at the little girl, frowned, and looked around for her parents. "Um, hello there little girl. Yes, I'm working very hard." He nodded towards the broom resting against the edge of the desk.

"Are you here... alone?"

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[perfectmissyork]

"Yes," Charlotte said with a nod. "And I can be, 'cause I own the place. Kevin," she stated, very importantly, "I don't like the pictures in the gallery right now; I think they're ugly."

It might be then that Kevin noticed the papers and crayons that Charlotte was holding onto in one hand, especially since she was waving them at him with an air of demand. "I am going to make new, prettier pictures to put up for people to look at. You can help!"

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[my_tragic_past]

Kevin looked closely at the little girl. "... Miss York? You're all small!"

This had to be the work of a Tresum spell. He made a note to ask Van about it next time he saw her because, heck, that would come in way useful a few years down the road.

"And I agree. The pictures we have up now are very ugly. What did you have in mind?"

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[perfectmissyork]

Charlotte laughed a little at that. "I'm not so small!" she insisted. "I'm bigger than my brother, at least!" But she giggled again, because she knew she was much smaller than Kevin, even though she was his boss. She smiled at him a moment before she sat down carefully on the floor, making sure her skirt was kept nice and lady-like, and then patted a spot next to her as she put the papers and crayons down.

"I'm going to draw a picture of a pretty princess," she decided. "Those are always pretty. You can draw a picture of the scary dragon that the white knight is going to come and rescue her from." Her nose wrinkled a little. "I'm not good at drawing the dragons."

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[my_tragic_past]

Kevin grinned and walked around to take his designated spot. "Dragon, huh? I'm not sure I'm that good at drawing them either, but I'll give it a go." He was actually pretty good with crayons, but he wanted that to be a surprise.

"What's your princess' name going to be?" he asked.

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[perfectmissyork]

Well, that was a silly question.

"Chaaaaarlotte," she answered as she scribbled in the color of Princess Charlotte's floofy pink dress.

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[my_tragic_past]

"Well, in that case, I'm going to name my dragon Kevin! And he's going to have big, giant claws and fire breath. I think he'll be red, cause it's a great color for dragons." He reached for the red crayon.

"And my knight will be named Toby. He'll be the most handsomest knight that ever was."

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[perfectmissyork]

"Nooooo!" Charlotte said, whining slightly as she gave Kevin a desperate look. "You can't name the dragon Kevin, because dragons are mean, and you're not mean, and you can't name the knight Toby, because I was going to name him Dale, and it's the princess' knight, not the dragons, and the princess and the knight have to live happily ever after and get maaaarried."

She looked very, very set on this point, with an expression that suggested that if Kevin didn't agree to it, she'd probably cry, and then wouldn't he feel bad, making a little girl and his boss cry like that.

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[my_tragic_past]

Kevin considered arguing, but decided against it. He knew how stubborn girls could be. "Fine," he said, a little put out. "I'll call the dragon... the Evilnator. And the knight can be Dale." Even though, in my mind, I'm still going to call him Toby.

He proceeded to give th knight big curly locks of dark hair sticking out from under his helmet.

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[perfectmissyork]

Charlotte was looking with disapproval at the details of the knight that Kevin was drawing. "That's not what he looks like," she said. "He wears a suit." Realizing that it was hopeless because boys were so stubborn, she sighed heavily and decided to alter the story a little, "But, okay, fine. We can both have knights. The dragon has one and the princess has one, and no one's evil, and everyone lives happily ever after. That's a much better ending, anyway, where everyone gets to be happy."

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[my_tragic_past]

"So, if this is the dragon's knight, can I call him Toby and the dragon Kevin, seeing as how this dragon isn't evil?" he asked, hopefully.

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[perfectmissyork]

Charlotte nodded firmly, adding more sparkly stars to the Princess' crown. "That's right."

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[my_tragic_past]

"Awesome! Thank you." Kevin grinned widely and starting filling in his dragon.

"Your princess is really, really pretty," he added, glancing over.

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[perfectmissyork]

Charlotte was going to answer that, of course she was, because it was her, but she remembered her manners and how that was being arrogant and rude so she just gave Kevin a smile as she said, "Thank you! I think your dragon is very fierce-looking. But not in an evil way, of course. Because no one's evil in this story; everyone's good and happy."