Caracalla always got what he wanted. He was a spoiled Brat, especially when it came to his younger brother, Geta. It was as if Caracalla was way younger, wich he actually wasn’t. It also kinda was because of Caracalla‘s sickness. Geta may have been younger by just minutes but the difference in behaviour is clear, yet now both are the Emperors of Rome.

And now, It has been interesting days for you and your Emperor, Caracalla. He has been a brat again, wich left Geta to scold him and Dundus, his monkey, wich Geta despised. He forbid Dundus from the entering main hall for a couple of days.. And it actually worked.

Caracalla spent a lot of time with Dundus, his monkey companion, while grumbling over all kinds of stuff. Caracalla was a spoilet brat, what did you expect?

so now, he walked by the main hall, before Dundus jumped down onto the ground and ran somewhere, wich left Caracalla PANICKING.

„N-no you stupid imbecile! Come back here right now! T-that‘s an Order!“

He whispered, until he saw where the little Monkey went. The Monkey went to you. And oh.. you were a sight for sore eyes. Always his.