Kid, I feel like yelling
Ring the bell and bang the drum
Mock-gasping at Azrael's confession, Bastien put his hands on his hips, doing his best to put on a scowl. "Are there any other plans to be bad that I should know about, hm, piccola scimmia?" Despite his good humour though, he did still worry a little about the impression they might make on the Fae: while Azrael was a toddler any misbehaviour would likely be cute enough to be forgiven, but when they were older? He had no idea.
At least seeing the Voice was good influence in their life and he laughed at their reaction to the flower, nodding and reaching down to kiss his child on the forehead. "Indeed. Ah, Azrael, you remind me of myself; if you are lucky you will keep down that path." With a wink, Bastien stood up to continue mixing paint, chattering away to his child about whatever they might be curious of.
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At least seeing the Voice was good influence in their life and he laughed at their reaction to the flower, nodding and reaching down to kiss his child on the forehead. "Indeed. Ah, Azrael, you remind me of myself; if you are lucky you will keep down that path." With a wink, Bastien stood up to continue mixing paint, chattering away to his child about whatever they might be curious of.
[FIN]
There's just no telling all the things that you’ll become
BASTIEN
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