Under Noirwood | Vminkook ✓

Nineteen: Cake

A/N:

Hello, I have a few questions for feedback purposes, feel free to answer whatever:

1) What's your definition of a happy ending? (not saying this story will end soon, just wondering)

2) Would you rather see Jimin happy or have the problem at hand be solved?

3) Would more character introductions confuse the reader or implement the storyline?

Thanks, I appreciate it! I love you for reading my junk.

<3

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"Hey! That's mean! You can't play with me no more!"

Rose shoved the obnoxious little red-haired boy away from her aggressively.  She then stepped away from him and continued playing house in solitude, ignoring the boy who kept butting into her game. Lucio relented, but only for a minute. He came back full force like his father, not stopping until he got what he wanted.

"I want to be the dog! Let me be the dog!"

Lucio pushed his way next to the gray-haired girl. She gave him a disappointed frown and hummed louder.

"I'm the dog, Rose! I'm the dog!"

Rose continued humming, organizing her play kitchen that consisted of a few miniature tea kettles and cups. The servant watching over the two kids was pretty distant, surveying the two toddlers out of the corner of her eye as she chatted up some other servants. Every once in a while the servant would approach and check in on them, and Rose made sure to behave well when that happened. It was only when adults came over did she give them a sweet smile and act innocent.

In reality...she was bossy and bratty when left to her own devices.

"Woof, woof! Give me a bone!"

Lucio tapped Rose's shoulder relentlessly, jumping up and down as a form of getting her attention. Rose clinked the cups together loudly to block him out.

"Hmmm. I think I'm going to bake a cake for the guests at the party..." She surmised, pretending to mix the ingredients in one of the tea cups. "Soon all the people will come-"

"LET ME BE THE DOG!"

Lucio grabbed the tea cup angrily from her hand and threw it down on the floor. Rose gasped. "No no no no no no my cake!! My cake is ruined!"

Rose reached for the cup, but Lucio was too fast. The little girl was forced to address him as he stood red-faced next to her, clenching the cup in his small hand. 

"Give me it back, Lucio! Give me-"

"Let me play!"

Rose huffed. "No! I don't want to play with you. Go away."

Lucio turned around almost instantly, the cup in his hand. "You don't get the cup."

And he took off, far into the rows of tall legs that belonged to the countless guests at Eonjin and Florian's wedding. Rose concentrated on the direction that Lucio's red hair disappeared as she bolted in pursuit of him. 

"MY CUP! HEY!"

The servant, at Rose's high pitched scream, lifted her eyes in surprise to see both toddlers running into the ballroom. She apologized to the woman she was speaking to and chased after them, not wanting either the handsome countryman or the Oak Family to be angry with her.