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Verdigris was starting to get annoyed with all of this.

            The talk of a thief running around town had June and his boss worried about the café, and the whole thing was practically on lockdown. April was picking up on June’s distress and was fussier than usual. And furthermore, he’d been hearing whispers throughout town about her.

            His mother. Something about her not looking right, looking ill. He’d have ignored it if everyone in the whole damn town hadn’t been chattering about it like nook kids.

            So now, with a fussy April in his arms, Verdigris walked through the town. If everyone was so up in arms about her, that must mean that it was affecting the house as well. Which means that one of the many children she hoarded would know something. Logically none of the wynglings would. She would have kept it from them. Inwien, Kia, and Gupp didn’t live there anymore, they probably wouldn’t know much either. Mocha he still barely knew after all this time, Deki might know but good luck trying to get her to talk against their mother.

            That left one wyngro.

            He noticed April had stopped crying and started giggling, holding her arms out towards the lake. Verdigris followed her gaze and spotting a group of magic students practicing in the water. He smirks, sharing her amusement in the grown wyngro splashing around like children in the water, when he noticed one semi-familiar brown coat bobbing in the water after getting hit by a training toy.

            Was that…?

            He moved April to the dadpouch (a loving gift from June’s boss) positioned on his back before waltzing down to the lake, ignoring the stares coming from the other students as he abruptly interrupted their practice. He made his way over to the brown blob before grabbing it by the scruff and hauling it out of the water.

            Bright and frightened tan eyes stared back at him. Farren. How perfect.

            “Why hello there, old friend. Or dare I call you brother?” Verdigris purred, his face twisting into an evil smirk, only slightly diminished by the cute baby poking her head over his shoulder, “We need to have a little chat.”
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Verdigris was starting to get annoyed with all of this.

            The talk of a thief running around town had June and his boss worried about the café, and the whole thing was practically on lockdown. April was picking up on June’s distress and was fussier than usual. And furthermore, he’d been hearing whispers throughout town about her.

            His mother. Something about her not looking right, looking ill. He’d have ignored it if everyone in the whole damn town hadn’t been chattering about it like nook kids.

            So now, with a fussy April in his arms, Verdigris walked through the town. If everyone was so up in arms about her, that must mean that it was affecting the house as well. Which means that one of the many children she hoarded would know something. Logically none of the wynglings would. She would have kept it from them. Inwien, Kia, and Gupp didn’t live there anymore, they probably wouldn’t know much either. Mocha he still barely knew after all this time, Deki might know but good luck trying to get her to talk against their mother.

            That left one wyngro.

            He noticed April had stopped crying and started giggling, holding her arms out towards the lake. Verdigris followed her gaze and spotting a group of magic students practicing in the water. He smirks, sharing her amusement in the grown wyngro splashing around like children in the water, when he noticed one semi-familiar brown coat bobbing in the water after getting hit by a training toy.

            Was that…?

            He moved April to the dadpouch (a loving gift from June’s boss) positioned on his back before waltzing down to the lake, ignoring the stares coming from the other students as he abruptly interrupted their practice. He made his way over to the brown blob before grabbing it by the scruff and hauling it out of the water.

            Bright and frightened tan eyes stared back at him. Farren. How perfect.

            “Why hello there, old friend. Or dare I call you brother?” Verdigris purred, his face twisting into an evil smirk, only slightly diminished by the cute baby poking her head over his shoulder, “We need to have a little chat.”
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Nobody is allowed to say anything about the background, it's literally just the Windows XP background a little to the left, I needed something for that space.

Farren belongs to
April belongs to

Headshot x3 (3)

3/764