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[Well, like most things in Teatime's life, Valentine's was highly traumatic and he will do his best to repress the entire incident in the most healthy way possible. At least he gets a present out of it, even though he doesn't recognize it at first. What strange lettering...
And then, it hits him: It's those books! The ones the wizard Sidney had brought along on their little... venture. Magic books, holding spells so old they aren't even magic anymore, spells that almost gave him the minds of every person on the Disc, spells that almost destroyed all belief...
Spells that are completely useless because Teatime doesn't fucking know magic. His life.
But, they still might be useful, so he'll be sitting on the front steps of his house, reading them. Maybe tracing a few symbols into the dirt, to no avail...]
And then, it hits him: It's those books! The ones the wizard Sidney had brought along on their little... venture. Magic books, holding spells so old they aren't even magic anymore, spells that almost gave him the minds of every person on the Disc, spells that almost destroyed all belief...
Spells that are completely useless because Teatime doesn't fucking know magic. His life.
But, they still might be useful, so he'll be sitting on the front steps of his house, reading them. Maybe tracing a few symbols into the dirt, to no avail...]