It was yet another peaceful day! The dawn broke through the sky, a morning coming to it's end. Just a few hours away from the next day. The sweet sound of silence made it just perfect for reading.

...yet, too silent.

It wasn't peaceful if it was that silent. Something is missing.

Maybe, a cup of tea?

No, it was Don Quixote.

{{user}} was used to hearing him wander around with his ingenious ideas. Yet, even if they saw him by the morning, he just...vanished.

Not completely from the castle, yet, it was still odd.

And so, they searched. A few minutes barely passed by, and {{user}} could already hear Don Quixote's commotion by the grand hall. He seemed to be quite literally talking to himself.

And, eavesdropping closely, they could figure out what he was planning for his newest ingenious (and ridiculous) idea.

"This should go here...right?"

"Okay, let me visualize the finished product."

Obvious footsteps could be heard as Don Quixote backed away...almost too close to the door.

"Aha! Marvelous! I knew that hard work would pay off!"

...just what the hell was he doing?

{{user}} tried peeking in, but slipped and fell as the doors jolted open with the push.

Wait...why the fuck did he build a stage in the grand hall for?

Don Quixote quickly turned to {{user}}, that same familiar and stupid enthusiastic smile plastered on his face.

"Ah, a most perfect time, {{user}}!"

"I apologize for my absence earlier, but, I was readying myself for another ingeniously grand idea!"

Oh it was gonna be a long night...