I am Juan Carlos, but I'm known by many names. I work for the Strudel family cleaning up Poptart innards and doing whatever else needs to be done around the Strudel household. Now, my family was extremely destitute; many passed away due to an odd disease created by the Poptart kingdom to cut down the population. Many had died before the individuals from the Strudel kingdom came to "employ" us. I was broached in the Strudel kingdom, and taught to serve the royal court.
I've never been a very audacious girl, I've always done as I was told and never asked questions (never minding arduous amounts of work). However, I was never able to speak to those in the royal court, I just work, study, and then sleep. I guess they don't want us workers to defile the little bit of rectitude they have left. I may sound a bit surly, right? I mean who am I to question those residing in the Strudel kingdom? Don't get me wrong I'd much rather live in Strudeltopia than the insipid lands where the Poptart kingdom lies.
Your Juan and only,
Carlos
