Val is still grinning at the two, who share a look. Patrick steps forward and flashes Val a sweet smile and pats him on the shoulder. Jonathan rolls his eyes.
"Oh what fresh hell is this?" Jonathan grumbles.
"Valeri Land. I tell you already."
"Yeah, yeah, I got that, but why?" Jonathan presses.
"Jonathan!" Patrick scolds, sending him a sharp, stern glare. "Be nice to little Valeri, he has taken us to a nice stopping place for the night and we should be grateful to him. We don't have to sleep on the forest floor now."
"Well, excuse me Prince Patrick for being a bit skeptical of my squire!"
"I think it's a wonderful land," Patrick continues, buttering Val up.
Jonathan heaves a sigh. "Alright, give us the tour of "Valeri Land", Val."
Val nods. "It fun place! My parents here!!"
"Your parents are here?" Patrick comments. "Oh, I'd love to meet them, right Jonny? Wouldn't you love to meet Val's parents?"
"No."
"Jonny," Patrick stomps his foot on the grassy ground and puts his hands on his hips and gives a fierce look to the knight.
"Fine. Russians."
They follow Val into the village and come to a small hut place, Patrick more cheery than Jonathan. Val knocks on the wooden door. "Mama, Papa, it Valeri! Uh, Это Валерий! Откройте! (It's Valeri! Open up!)"
After a few minutes, the door swings open. A woman screams and arms surround Val in a massive bear hug.
"О, мой сын! Мой сын! (Oh, my son! My son!)" she exclaims.
"Мама, ты делаешь мне больно. Не могу дышать. (Mom, you're hurting me. Can't breathe.)"
Patrick looks at Jonathan, who has his arms folded over his chest. He isn't exactly amused. Patrick shakes his head. He turns back and sees that Val and his mom have parted. Val's mom is holding her son's hands in her own and looking at Patrick and Jonathan behind him. Patrick steps forward, grinning.
"Hi there, I'm Patrick Timothy Kane Jr. of Valencia, what a lovely village you have here," the blond introduces.
Val's mom cocks her head in interest. She leans toward Val, "Английского языка? Вы принесли американцев в Валери Земле? (English speakers? You brought Americans into Valeri Land?)"
"Да. Они друзья. Патрик Тимоти Кейн младший из Валенсии и мой оруженосец, Вы знаете, Джонатан Toews. (Yes. They are friends. Patrick Timothy Kane Jr. of Valencia and my squire, you know, Jonathan Toews.)"
Patrick steps back to Jonathan. "Any idea what they are saying?"
"Not a clue."
"But Val's YOUR squire, so you must know Russian?"
"Never needed to or cared to."
"Gosh, you are such a stick in the mud! It's a wonder and miracle that anyone had a mind to fall in love with you!"
"Well, Prince Patrick, maybe I care about Tyler."
Patrick smacks him on the arm and then steps forward again and holds his hand out, generously.
"So, this is your, um, "wife" right?" Val's mom asks, shaking Patrick's hand.
Val shakes his head. He looks at his feet and then up at Patrick, wearing a goofy grin on his face.
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