A Little Bit of Everything

Chapter 4: Bury that Barrow Under the Lake

Warning:

Slight Angst
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When Ambroise woke up from his nap- sleep attack - he witnessed something strange.

It's strange, his lovely daddy's face has a smug look that he isn't used too. What happened?

He's being held by Claude which he can understand since he knows he fell asleep again. Not that he has any complaints but seriously, it's annoying at times. He can't enjoy his peaceful slacking. The table in front of them has sweets, variations of sweets, Ambroise guess he's in the parlor.

He then looked forward to find Athansia sitting infront of them with a stiff and nervous expression.

She's been fidgeting around, playing with her fingers.

Why though? It's not like she's in the execution grounds.

Ah.. wait he momentarily forgot that Claude is a ruthless, kin slaying Psycho and this Athanasia in front of him knows about shit since she's a reader like him and Dokja.

'Very well. I'll help yo-'

"I didn't know you can't speak."

Oop, are they already in that part now?

"Hic"

Athy bit the inside of her bottom lip and avoid the uncomfortable gaze.

"Well that's boring," Claude said as he rest his head on his right hand, completely unaware that his youngest is awake.

Claude already has such a quiet son, someone who's trying their best copying his cold and no-shit-I-don't-give-a-damn-about-the-world expression -only failing to do so when he sees sweets, Claude, and Lemonade. The Older goldie thinks it's better for his youngest be near someone cheerful, anyone but Felix. He can take 100 steps back and Claude won't care. How dare he call Ambroise a cutie?! Only Claude can do that!

Not like he said it out loud but you get the point of a tsun tsun dad.

"So you aren't a talker?" He questions.

"Athy can talk! " The poor child said while smiling innocently.

Ambroise is just wondering how the heck is her cheeks not hurting? It seems to be the a pain and his social battery can't take it.

"Finally I can hear you talk. Why stay silent until now?" Felix, who is behind his chair, whispers..

".. pardon me, your Majesty, but little girls at the princess' age tend to be shy. "

" Is that so? "

'really? I think not. I read this novel that states there are three children viciously claiming they will destroy the world if Cale Henituse is hurt. '

" Felix. "

" Yes? "

"Leave us."

Felix looked like a dejected puppy and went out the room.

'Mister! Please don't leave me alone with this psycho. ' Athanasia sobs internally. Forgetting she's not alone.

"Bwy bay," Ambroise waved his hand at the already closed door. He hates his lisps but what can he do? He's a three year old that barely talks.

"Ah. The cookie theif is awake."

'Shit you didn't have to rub it in'

"Mmmm.. mwa" Ambroise tries to apologize by pecking his father's cheek. Then proceeds to rub his head on the nook of Claude's neck. A small exchange meaning "I am sorry".