Start : Trash of the Count's Family
Cale stumbled along the dark, grasping for the wall as he sways to the side.
The fifteen years old had only started drinking for almost a week, a perfect plan in his head as to divert the relative's attention onto him again as he gladly let Basen handle what he had to handle. Cale could care less what they had to say about him, all that matters was Basen being the County's Lord.
But Cale's trashy acts wasn't enough anymore as Basen started attending events in his stead so a great plan came onto him. He loved drinking anyway so it was a win-win. Relatives scornful attention on him, Basen becomes what Cale wants him to be. It was all worth it. He's not drunk anyway.
The redhead stopped stumbling when he's in a much darker part of the town, frowning as he quickly fixed his outfit as stuffy as it is he felt the need to be presentable again. Oh he just can't wait to get into his room and change.
Clack
With a click of his fingers a shadow fell and was kneeling beside him. Cale didn't turn around and only spoke, "Take me home."
With a silent nod, the person ripped the teleportation scroll. Both appeared before a majestic castle with servants lined up before they bowed and greeted the young master.
"Welcome home, Master Cale."
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Ron frowned as he waits for the young masters arrival. These days he's barely home and was always out drinking. Ron doesn't like it of course but what could he do? He's a mere servant and his contract doesn't stretch as to follow him and correct his wrongs.
His legs were quite numb but he's alright, he could sense the young master near anyway. Smiling benignly, Ron greeted the drunk young master and stayed silent when he was ignored.
Following him up to his room, Ron watched as he flopped back on his bed not caring how he stank with liquor. Ron sighed silently and stepped out to call for his son to help him with the young master.
Cale, naturally, heard Ron's sigh. Though he couldn't get angry, why would he? When he himself would be tired of dealing with a trashy young master. It wouldn't be long before Ron leaves him too.
Everyone does, why would Ron be different?
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FanfictionCale Henituse wasn't known as Trash once upon a time but one tragedy attracts a series of scenarios Cale hadn't anticipated. Cale, the sweet child he was, was forgotten. Not in a literal sense but it's getting there. "Fathers new family fits perfect...