–‘That’s the prodigy child’

  ‘.ereh gniod dlihc taht s’tahW’–

                        ‘Prodigy’
                    **’Prodigy’**
                  **’PRODIGY’**
                ***’PRODIGY’***

Clown: “Kid?”

He’d say placing a hand on your shoulder as be noticed you were zoned out completely while making the potions they had asked for. You flinched slightly at the interruption, jumping slightly before looking up at him and giving him a goofy smile to show you were okay. Most of the time, it worked, but will it always work? The answer is no, as you’d find the answer out very soon.

At this point in time, it was the new ‘mace’ event to see which team had it and who’d be triumphant in the end to have the only mace in the server to themselves. Of course…being the deadliest group meant you four were primary targets but none of them expected Mapicc to get to you first for it and not the other three in which either way, your group didn’t have the mace! You didn’t care all that much even if you did lose a heart. The only thing that hurt were some of the said words that brought back. Memories of people..

Leo: “I swear i’ll bash his head in..”

He said in an irritated grumble as he heard about what happened to you.

Minute: “Tell me about it.”

He’d say in annoyance.

Clown: “Shush you both. Murder is never planned out loud.”

He’d say as he sat on the ground with you between his legs as he had his arms wrapped around you, basically cradling you in his arms.