This is a retelling of my roleplay with my partner, and there are added bits if I can't remember what it was like. <3
Edit: Slow updates
Date: 8/9/22
Rankings of that day:
2. Ranbutler
3. MinecraftRoleplay
12. MinecraftYoutubers
Rann was getting washed when all of the sudden he turned around and saw a slightly angry Billiam staring at him, "Rann." He said making the younger confused, "I need you in my office once you get done." Billiam stated and walked away. Rann was confused but washed his weirdly formed legs, "That was weird." Rani said casually, "Mhm." Rann replied. Putting his hair up into his usual low-ponytail, he walked to Billiam's office.
Knocking on the door, he entered. Billiam was sitting on his desk with something in his lap. Slowly approaching the minimum space he had to be away from him while in his office, Billiam stared at the younger, "I found this in your personal belongings." Billiam stated, holding up a book, "You didn't tell me you were okay at art." The older got off his desk and walked over. Handing the sketchbook to Rann he spoke with a sense of pride, "I wished you would. Because we could bond over that."
Rann blinked up at him in confusion, "Wha-" Billiam shushed him, a small secluded smile on his face. A gloved hand came to Rann's cheek, the one receiving the touch tried so hard not to melt into it. A dull feeling of love rested in Rann's chest. He really did enjoy Billiam's presence, but he didn't think this would affect it that much, "You don't have any duties right now right? Why not guide me through your mysterious book?" Billiam was encouraging his hobby? No way. He must be dreaming.
Rann went on rambling about art, Billiam just nodded.. it was nice.
Date: August 1st, 1866
Rann was just doodling, his head resting against the canopy of the staircase. He was exhausted, but he could hear Billiam and James chatter in another room. A false cackle erupted from his "father" figure, Rani was off doing who knows what. He scratched at the base of his horns, sighing when he let his hand come down did he see the blood from scratching so much. He wouldn't bring it up with Billiam, for obvious reasons. That's when he heard the footsteps of James and Billiam approaching and he retracted the parts Rani gave him, Rann stared at the two. Jealousy filled his chest knowing that they got to go to school, actually live a life that wasn't of one place.
Rann covered his mouth, realizing that he had been frothing. Billiam, being part demon, could smell Rann's salivating. It caught him off guard, but still stared up at him concerned. Upon seeing the bits of blood on Rann's glove he stared for a little too long, "Billiam. Why haven't you gotten rid of that butler yet?" James asked, "He's.. a collectible I guess. There's something special about him." Billiam stated, glaring at the male, "Uh-huh..? So. If I were to offer you money, how much would I get him for?"
Billiam was so close to yelling at the shorter one, but he straightened himself and appeared taller than James, "No amount of money can get me to let him go." Billiam hissed, giving James the idea that he needed to go. Rann watched the entire interaction and walked away. Going to clean the scratched around his horns, Billiam silently went after him. The older man stared at Rann from a smal crack in the door. Rann was cleaning the scratches carefully, and that's when Billiam saw it.
THE MARK:
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
