Rm 323 - Wednesday morning

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Prince Edward had a plan. He had a plan and he was putting it to action.

The plan was spontaneous, so no, not a lot of thinky involved.

STILL. It was a plan of EPIC adventures!

The drawing and the writing and the trying to spell correctly.

Adventure!

He was sprawled on his floor with poster boards and markers, noticeably excited.

"This is brilliant! Ah-

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[pastmewrong]

Effy paused in the doorway eying the product of his productive morning.

"What are you doing?"

No polite 'hi' or 'hello' from this girl.

[defeats_buses]

"Ooh! Hello, lady Stonem!" he greeted her cheerfully, even bounding up from the floor to do it properly.

"I am creating a sign!"

Three poster boards had already been scribbled over and cast aside. They didn't turn out so very well, no.

[pastmewrong]

He really didn't get any less enthusiastic, did he?

"A sign," she repeated, moving a little into the room, and noting his apparent failures.

"... Sign for what?"

[defeats_buses]

No. No he didn't.

Except when he was nursing a broken nose.

Edward dropped to the floor once more, picking up a marker.

"A sign for singing! Tomorrow in the park, Ino is going to sing! I must get these done and find a peasant who will hang them about town..."