Alejandro and Jaspre

[antonnachzehrer]

She glances at Alejandro, frowning thoughtfully. "You have to take us to the circus," she says finally. "That way we know you're not lying."

{It's the evil mad scientist bringing the artificial twinkie to life, a la Frankenstein.}

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[timbits_tootsie]

He nods. ”Alright. We only got here today, though, so there won’t be any shows, I’m afraid. Come, and we’ll talk to your caretaker,” he says, unable to hide a smile, and stands, waiting for them before he walks over to Alejandro. He leans in to plant a kiss on his mouth. “They won’t quite believe that you and I are in the circus. If it’s alright with the caretaker, could we show them?”

The intention was to bring home one child, not two, he’s sure, but the two children are attached, and he does not wish to separate them.

(XD. Twinkies are scary stuff!)

[timbits_tootsie]

Mathièu’s big, childish smile is infectious, as are the happy little sounds he makes and the quiet, delighted laughter that bubbles in his throat, and perhaps it is that more than anything that makes the girl gradually feel safe enough to pet Ajax.

Tenderness so warm that it hurts grows in his chest. He puts an arm around Alejandro’s shoulder and pulls him close, murmuring against his temple, “These children…I want them to stay. I want them to be ours.”

(I know. Thank you *hug*)

[antonnachzehrer]

He smiles and turn his head to give Jaspre a kiss. "I know," he says. "Just give them a little time. They'll come around."

{*hug*}

[timbits_tootsie]

Nodding, he turns his eyes back to the little ones. Mathièu seems happy to continue petting Ajax for hours, but eventually the manticore tires of the eager attention, and the boy makes a sad face when Cecelia leads him away and takes the girl’s hand again, pouting cutely.

“Is there anything you want to see?” Absinthia asks her. “I have a griffin, if you want to meet him. He is a very nice and friendly griffin. I promise.”

[antonnachzehrer]

The girl frowns and looks at Mathièu. "Do you want to see a griffin, Mathièu?" she asks.

{I'm so sorry about that, love! The internet connection went out and I couldn't fix it. D:}

[timbits_tootsie]

He nods quickly, beginning to tip toe again, and Absinthia laughs, “I’ll get him, then.” When she returns, the large griffin is walking next to her with suppressed excitement. “Down, Felix,” she orders and gives Jaspre a meaningful look.

“His name is Felix,” he tells the children, crouching down next to them,”If you like, you can pet him. Do you want to, Mathièu?”

In reply, the boy tottles over to Felix without a moment’s hesitation and reaches up his arms. Felix is only happy to let him wrap his small arms around his beak and pet his ears, purring happily with his eyes closed.

(Aw, that sucks :/)

[antonnachzehrer]

The girl hesitates, but after a minute, she too slowly approaches the griffin and reaches a hand out to pet its beak gently. "Does he fly?" she asks.

{Ugh, I am so tired. I pulled an all-nighter trying to get the illustration just right. At least I'm happy with the results, though, unlike The Project of Which We Do Not Speak.}

[timbits_tootsie]

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[timbits_tootsie]

(I've got to sleep now! Sweet dreams! :3)