[CLOSED] Everyday ahead of us is a shining day-

[indennizzo]

Characters: Luke fon Fabre & Al-Cid Margrace [indennizzo & a_playboy]
Content: Al-Cid drops by into Fabre Manor for some personal business, but a certain teenager drags his cousin off to relieve him of his own personal boredom.
Setting: Fabre Manor, Erealia.
Time: Backdated to May last year, two months before Luke got... blasted off.
Warnings: BORED BRAT!LUKE IS

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[a_playboy]

Suddenly a deep chuckle rang out from behind Luke for he had an invited visitor here today. “Oh come now! You sigh and frown as if the days are just too tedious to bear.” Al-Cid said as he sauntered over towards his cousin’s desk. Grinning with those trademark gaudy sunglasses plastered upon his face, the handsome Margrace seemed more than delighted to interrupt his cousin’s peace. Judging by the bored look upon Luke’s face, it seems as if Al-Cid’s arrival here in the manor is just what the doctor ordered to chase that brushing boredom away.

“Are you not supposed to be more interested in your books than in the clouds, little man?” He said with a faint smirk.

“Oh my, I am sure your father wouldn’t be very pleased to know that his dear son is a cloud gazer!”

[indennizzo]

The redhead only scowled from the moment he head that chuckle from behind. Oh great. As if his day couldn't get any worse. Had it beeen anyone else (like Peony) he could have probably tolerated it but of all people it just had to be Margrace who came into the picture. Damnit, it wasn't as if he wasn't suffering enough already. Now he was going have to put up with the elder now and Luke was pretty sure he'd be wanting to kill the other within the next five minutes.

"Today's rest day," snapped back the teenager irritably as he only glowered at the sky through the window, pointedly ignoring his annoying cousin. "And if you have the time to come here and annoying me shouldn't you be doing whatever you're supposed to do instead?"

[a_playboy]

A frustrated sigh almost escaped from Al-Cid’s lips but instead of showing any signs of irritation thanks to Luke’s bratty disposition, the charming prince only laughed. “Rest day? Is that some sort of holiday you made up?” He joked lightly as he patted Luke’s head with his gloved hand, almost as if he was petting a shaggy dog. “You are never happy to see me, are you?” Al-Cid said with a little frown once he was sure that Luke was gritting his teeth now.

“You are terrible host, Lord Fabre! No wonder you never have any women here...” He was sure that last little quip would spark up some conversation between himself and his bratty cousin.

[indennizzo]

Not even five minutes this time. He already wanted to punch the daylights out of the man within seconds of them meeting - that was just how much the other was irritating him. Couldn't he just give it a rest for once?! This was why he was never ever happy to see the other man. Al-Cid was being nothing but just plain annoying.

"No, it means I don't need to study today," the teenager responded with an irritated growl, a vein pulsing at the side of his temple. Surely even Margrace understood something as simple as that. "And if you want to bring women here you'd have to ask Father first, though I don't even know why you even bother to." He was already engaged to one of the princesses in the royal family, after all. Even if he couldn't remember a thing about that.