Trash of the Royal Family (Ao3)

TOTRF KAIEN VERSION CH. 43

Let's start with Hyunnie-Mommy love story. Kekekekekeke. Jisei did not expound on them and just went for the relationship hahahahahaha

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"Brother Ribbit, why is Hyunnie's love life turning salty like yours?" the toddler wondered one morning while eating snacks and observing Hyunnie and Cale walking around the garden.

If you think they are lovey-dovey, think again. It was far worse than Brother Ribbit's relationship.

"You are all the shame of the Crossman Family; only Daddy Puppy is following Grandpa Benedict's rules," the toddler added.

"You keep attacking me; why not attack Hellion once? Don't you think?

"No thank you."

Hellion was somehow offended.

"His love life is closer to nothing, like a barren dry land with nothing but a small cactus in it." Callen sighs as he watches his Hyunnie awkwardly lead his mommy somewhere, "I would simply be frustrated with his love life because he is probably the contract security type. No fun at all. Boring!"

Hellion could not respond to that. Well. I apologize. I ain't like Brother Hyunnie or Brother Ribbit.

He wanted to say something, but his tongue remained motionless.

"This kid knows how to pour whatever condiments on a freshly salted wound." Ribbit frowned. Before pulling Callen out of the window, he placed both hands on his waist. The toddler simply slumped in his hands. As if he was thinking when they knew it was always up to no good.

"Why not use your brain for some good and productive things, hm?" Ribbit suggested. This little runt has all the brains but uses it in a much more questionable way than their love lives.

I wonder what's in that little pretty head and all. He's normal one second, but crazy most of the time.

Callen moved and stared at Ribbit.

"Everything I'm coming up with is for good and productive things. Brother Ribbit is just useless." he snarks.

"You really do not want to lose with words, right?"

Ribbit opened the windows and smiled, "Well, it is a little frustrating! Let us shack them up together!"

Then he jumps from the window, leaving a sighing Hellion in the room.

"Fufu. I should prepare a hot bath," Ron stated.

"Soup would also be fine," said the victorious chef.

"You people are so used to this already," Hellion says, eliciting a playful smile from Callen's servants.

"You have not seen the worst, Your Highness," Choi Han said, dragging the poor third prince along and jumping in the middle of the winter to bring a winter-hearts couple to fruition.

He knew he would be dragged into this mess even more.

When Callen Crossman is involved, life takes on a literal meaning.

Real-life experience be damned with a one-way ticket to hell!

When Callen was supposed to lead them to heaven. Hah. Life.

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Callen, Ribbit, and Hellion are all watching from a distance. Alver and Cale had been doing nothing but working. These workaholics are obsessively dedicated to their jobs and paperwork. One is reading the papers, and the other is signing each one in front of him. They are spending time together in the glasshouse that Clopeh's mother built before she passed away. It is the only opportunity for redemption in the North!