✍️ Write based on the line prompt above

* Leon is 13 in this

"Do ya think they're really wanting our loot?" the older boy asked as the group was holding stolen food from the kitchen; the raid had happened while others distracted the prefects and teachers with some makeshift hallway drama. 

"Of course," Leon hissed and tried to keep the cookie packages under his shirt from not falling, as the group of boys tried to sneak their way back to the dormitory. "The third years always know what we're up to, there is no way they're not going to come here and try to steal our stuff!" 

"There must be a mole within our group," Chris concluded, also carrying sweets with him. 

The sound of footsteps coming from the hallway made all the boys stop and go near the walls, trying their best to blend in and become one with the shadows the candles cast. 

"Well well, what do we have hear?" a rough voice of a boy echoed across the hall. "Looks like our adorable first years have generously gone out of their way to get us snacks!"

"We'll never give up on these!" Leon shouted, and pushed his cookie pack to a smaller boy near him. "We're not going down without a fight!" 

"You have already lost," the third year boy snickered, and at that moment the first years and third years all started running at each other, screaming and shouting about "the rightful ownership of the cookies", and other nonsense they barely even understood.

20 minutes later, and all of them stood in detention in the principal's office - stripped off of their snacks and their dignity. 

"Seriously, that's way too much spaghetti!" 

Claim!!

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Diana really didn't understand what he was saying, "What do you mean?" She asked and continued setting the table

"I mean," Chris sighed, he really didn't want to have this conversation again, "We've been over this Diana," He tried to talk in a soothing manner, "This is seriously too much spaghetti, it's only you and me now."

The blonde frowned and paused and looked over the fully set table, "Then why is the entire table set? Maybe we have company." She flashed her husband a smile before she went to make the finishing touches on their dinner.

"We don't have company," He ran a hand through his greying hair, "If this continues Diana, we may need to finally give in."

There was a large clatter signaling the drop of an empty pot, "No," She snapped, "We will not, I will continue loosing my mind before I give in to those evil people. We could still have company, we never know now days." She wiped her hands off with a clean dish towel, "I won't loose hope, unlike you."

"I'm not loosing hope, I'm just worried about you, you can't keep living like this," Chris stopped to look over at the fully set table, "I just know it will all go to waste, there are no others out there anymore, they have all gone to The Circle, and I just think it's our time to join them."

"I'd rather die a crazy old hag that join that evil cult, I am fine where we are, and I am fine having hope even if nobody comes." She snarled and placed the pre-mixed spaghetti on the table as well as a bowl of salad and a plate of bread, "Now, would you like a glass of milk or water with dinner?"

Chris dropped the subject, "Milk if there is enough."

With two glasses of milk in hand, Diana sat down across from her husband and they began to eat in silence.

Diana was about to ask about the kittens he found the other day when the door bell rang. The woman shot up from her chair and gave her husband a blinding smile and fled to the door, leaving a stunned Chris to stare at the place his wife just vanished from.

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"Excuse me sir, I couldn't help but notice you don't have a have a monster."

ooff i forgot to add a prompt last time, sorry about that,,

 Prompt: "Maybe we should just take the long way."

"Why's that? It's the quickest way AND we can be back before we reach the ship" Robi said as the two flee from the ragin Armodullahan.

"Plus, I laid some sneaky mines along the way!" He added.

Jumping across obstacles, and weaving between fallen pillars, the two manage to skit across his planned ahead minefield, taking care not to set them off.

"You better MINE your own business!"

"And like, why should I?" Chocolara asked defiantly. "In case you didn't know, I could always just buy you out if you don't--"

"Security!"

One sequence of the spoiled princess being thrown out of the Duchesse Sisters' castle later, Lazarus looked at his mistress with deadened eyes as she picked herself up off the ground. "Well that certainly didn't work. I told you they wouldn't want to negotiate."

"You shut up! I didn't ask you, dumbass!" she snapped, shaking her broken pair of custom sunglasses at him. She glared daggers at the castle. "The nerve of them! Like, don't they have any idea of how powerful an ally I'd be?! The Chocolate Commonwealth makes SO much more gold than their shitty treasury! Why wouldn't they want to strike a deal with me?! Plus, like, don't they hate the stupid raspberry brat too?! What gives?!"

"Well, you did threaten to conquer their kingdom and turn it into your personal shopping district several times," Lazarus said with a sigh. "All your previous misdeeds notwithstanding. Everyone knows how untrustworthy you are." Upon seeing Chocolara's angry, scrunched face, he added, "Next plan, then?"

"If they won't do it the easy way, we'll do it the hard way!" Chocolara announced. A smarmy grin spread over her face. "We'll just barge in and see what's up by force! After all..." She tossed her broken glasses behind her as she strode back to her carriage. "No one says no to Chocolara Kakao."

"You've been here for three days?"

"You've been here for three days? And you didn't tell me?!" the woman growled.

"Sorry, sorry!" Xavier laughed and waved his hand. "I was on a mission, so it's not like I could have gone out of my way to have a nice cup of tea with someone."

"Didn't you solve the case on the first day already?" she said and walked closer to the detective, making him back against the wall. Underneath his hat the pair of animal ears were submissively against his head.

"L-listen Margaritha, I swear I didn't mean to avoid you!" he continued with a nervous smile, trying to find a way to escape - this lady was always nothing but trouble, and Xavier was going to have none of that! He was also absolutely going to ignore the fact he was still owing her a favour or two from past help he had received from her.

"That's what you say every time you come here and don't pay back your debt! Xavier, I need some answers?"

She was almost pinning him agains the wall, and Xavier could smell the perfume she was using - Cherry Kiss, imported from the neighbouring country; expensive with a calming quality to it. If he didn't want to end up getting his head into a haze, he had to escape now!

"I'd love to stay here and exchange some pleasantries," Xavier started, trying to speak as slowly and smoothly as he could in order to get himself some extra time to look around. Left: dead end. Right: a busy market street; this was his chance.

"... but I really gotta go now! Adios!"

Saying this, he managed to wiggle away and dashed towards the market.

"Xavier, you scoundrel! Get back here at once!" Margaritha shouted and turned around to dash after the sly detective.

"Maybe next time!" Xavier shouted, blending in with the busy market goers.

"Can you explain it to me again - and this time slowly?" 

"You snuck what into the movie theater?"

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"No! For the last time, we cannot add anymore cats to the collection of 42 cats we already have! Stop bringing them home!" feel free to change the cats to any other type of pet or animal!

Their fellow mechanics were starting to wonder whether Epernine didn't simply enjoy being struck by Koss's wrench.

The canister in her hands continued to rattle now and then with a skittering sound. Epernine puffed out her cheeks.

"It's just one, though! And look how pretty it is!"

She offered the canister out, carefully sliding one hand off of the mouth of it, but her mentor refused to look inside. The older woman crossed her arms, and shouldered away from the apprentice.

"I don't care," she hissed. "I'm not interested. Deal with it on your own time but I don't want to know about it."

Epernine's cheeks deflated. "Well, you could've at least looked... It's sapphire. I've never seen this kind. I thought..."

Koss set down her tools.

"Epernine," she started, voice hushed but stern. Her eyes slid over slowly. "I'm glad that you have a hobby, and honestly I am as thrilled as you are, to know that some life, any life can thrive out there in that desert, suited to it though it may have already been, but... The fact of the matter is, we have lives to maintain, and people to support, and that is hard enough as-is. What if one of them turns out to be poisonous? Did you even think of that? What happens when we get another tremor and all those little glass bowls in your room shatter, hm? Do you expect us to deal with an outbreak of scorpions, on top of everything else?"

The apprentice took a step back. Koss's voice remained steady, but her hands were trembling.

"...I'm sorry," the girl finally whispered.

"It's fine," said Koss. She turned back and heaved a sigh. "...This one, alright? Just this one. But it's the last one. Understood?"

"Yes! Thank you!!"

"Good. I don't have time to be feeding any many more of them when you're out on the caravan, anyway. Lot of work to do around here..."

Koss finally peeked into the can. An insect with brilliant azure legs and a shimmering black tail tapped nervous circles around the bottom.

It was pretty.

"Listen, just take it and go. I'm serious now."

Claim! Done!

"What? I thought you loved me, not..." (Can be anything)

It wasn't fair! It was totally and utterly unfair that his parents were shoving this onto him, and on such little notice too. Had he done something wrong? Maybe if he put on his sweet eyes and apologized then they would rescind their horrid demands. That always seemed to work in his teenage years. "Mommy, daddy, I'm sorry for making fun of Ali, I won't do it again," his voice wobbled a little bit and he felt like he might be on the verge of tears.

Why were they insisting on doing this to him, it just didn't make any sense to Abel. He always joshed around with his siblings, he has so many it's not like he can remember which ones are sensitive and which ones will laugh along with him. He hadn't even tried to make her cry like Asher does with the others, he makes a solid effort to see some tears! Abel apologized to Ali right after, too, he'd felt so bad.

"Oh sweetheart," his dad started, patting Abel on the cheek, "this isn't a punishment." His mother quickly nodded her agreement.

"We're not punishing you," okay now his mom was just repeating what dad said.

"But," his dad continued and oh here the kicker was going to be, wasn't it? "You're twenty-one years old Abel, and we just want you to be successful and you haven't shown any interest in college or a career... we thought we could help push you in the right direction."

"Why do I need to go to college, dad?" His dad sighed.

"You need to be able to support yourself when you finally move out-"

"Move out?!" That was completely unfathomable, not only were they forcing him to either choose a career or college they were also going to kick him out too! This time tears seriously started welling up in his eyes and his mom gasped, covering her own mouth with her hands as his dad started to run damage control.

"Now, Abel, we're not going to be making you do anything, we're just-"

"What? I thought you loved me, not wanted to get rid of me!"

"We do love you," his mom practically shrieked, "we do! We also want you to be successful and happy, Abel. We love you." His dad quickly nodded his agreement and Abel took a deep breath, quelling the tears. They were just trying to do what's good for you, Abel reasoned, this is what they think is best for you. Don't argue with them, instead prove them wrong.

"I'm sorry," he sniffled, "it wasn't fair of me to question your guys' love for me, I love you mommy, I love you daddy."

"I love you, too," was chorused back to him.

"And I'll try, for you guys, going to college." His mom broke out into a huge smile and his dad let out a deep breath, belly laughing while he did it. At least he'd be around a lot of people when he went to college, he could party a lot too which would be fun. Maybe college wasn't going to be so bad. That wasn't to say, however, that he wouldn't pout about it for the next week. For some reason when he pouted, his parents always showered him with gifts. Maybe they didn't want him to be so broody? Whatever the reason was, Abel could deal with this.

Right?

"How about you not do that ever again."

Quincy was at a speech. Since his father was sick today, he had to take over the speech today.

"Hello... Father is not here today as you can see, he is sick because.. I don't know actually?" He questioned the way he said that. He didn't sound as professional as expected.

"So, I am here to give the speech in his place as you might have expected. So, as you know the neighboring kingdom has declared war on us." Quincy said calmly, not even noticing his mistake. The townspeople panicked, running in circles, screaming, etc etc. Quincy didn't even notice until then. 

"M-my apologies! I meant that the king and queen of the neighboring kingdom have declared they were going to visit to see how things were going... Sorry." He lowered his head in shame. "W-w-well... That's all I wanted to say... G-goodbye!" He took not more than half a second to fly off in a hurry, ashamed of himself.

He flew in the open window of his father's room, he didn't even realize it was his room, Quincy was trying to go to his room... And lock his door and cry for 5 hours of panic.

His father was in bed, staring at him with a pissed off look, he heard everything.

"How about you not do that ever again." Louis (Quincy's father) looked down at him, his arms would be crossed if he were standing.

Quincy practically died inside that day.

"This isn't fair! How am I supposed to -blank-"

"This isn't fair! How am I supposed to know you were gonna join Invisibility!"

Zee rolled his eyes as he leaned back into his chair, pulling the bandana off of his mouth. "Because flying is kinda dumb to me. Like Marina said, I could just super jump to wherever I wanna go, and even if it's not to where I want to go I could head there with a friend. And, with the added plus of being invisible. It's a win-win," He shrugged.

"What? Is flying with your friends not good enough for you?" Sue crossed her arms as she turned her back to her brother. "Come on, we always walk everywhere, don't you want to have fun?! What can you even do with invisibility, anyways? Learn all our secrets so we could trust you less?"

"Jeez, why are you getting so worked up about this?" Zee raised his arms and glared at his sister, somewhat offended because she thought he would do such a thing. "It's just Splatfest, dude. We battle together with Hara and Juke all the time, I don't see why it's such an issue..." Zee softened his gaze. "Look, you're with Juke this time, right? You two fight well together, it'll be fine."

Sue looked back at her twin. "Well yeah, but... I was with Juke on the last Splatfest as well. I mean like, Juke and Hara are cool and all, but... We almost never fight together. Well- against them, I mean."

"I... Guess you're right..." The boy pulled his skull bandana back over his face as he looked away from Sue.

Sue approached Zee, and held out her hand. "Come on, Zee. Next Splatfest, you and me verses Hara and Juke?"

Zee smiled as he looked back at his twin. He nodded his head as he grabbed her hand.

The next Splatfest, they were gonna win it together.

"Wait... What was the reason you called me out here again?!"

(Bumping, do Tak0yama's line)

"Wait..what was the reason you called me out here again?" ( @Tak0yama )

"Because," chimed Cicel, her ears flopping up to hear her friend better. "I've wanted to tell you something for awhile." Her friend, let's call him Jeff, cocked his head at the smiling beast. He was waiting for her to speak, and finally, she did.

"Do you know what today is, Jeff?" She asked coming closer to her friend, a smile dancing across her thick muzzle and her eyes sparkling. She didn't give him time to answer and said. "Today is the day of Breaking. Do you know what the day of Breaking is, Jeff?"

Jeff looked at his friend suspiciously, where was this going? "Uh..no, I don't." He answered after a bit of silence.

Cicel was quick to answer.

"The day of Breaking is when my kin were killed in a battle, while the rest of us fled, breaking our chains. The surviving vowed to meet in this very spot to have a feast to celebrate our escape and to mourn the lost."

Jeff's skin tingled with an unknown feeling, he shrugged it off as the wind blowing through his thin coat. "So?" He asked. "Why did you bring me out here?"

Cicel laughed quietly at first, her chest convulsing with each chuckle, then rose to a massive fit of mad laughter, he head and shoulders bouncing viciously. Jeff now noticed the grass...it was..off somehow. Cicel shook her massive body and coughed, whispering loudly only four words.

"Let the feast begin."

Prompt - "Say that again! I dare you!"