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Mykkal and Rakkora
“Good morning, Future Queen of Anivir, Lytyr Raylynne Garrick. My name is Mykkal Tennille, and Rakkora Gustovson is your personal demon.
Having spent several hundreds of years preparing for this day, it’s a very special one to us, and we’re hoping in the end, you’ll feel the same way,” the magix elder said.
“Welcome, both of you. It would be appreciated if you took off your shoes out there and came in. Having looked forward to your arrival for a few weeks, I began to think this day would never come,” the royal one told her guests.
“I want to thank you for inviting us in, the sky is still dark, but it is scorching hot out there, and I swear I was going to melt.” the demon said.
“You’re welcome, I’ve been out there in those muggy, sweltering temperatures of nearly one hundred degrees without the sun, and I wouldn’t leave anyone in such conditions. In this place, there is always something to eat on the stove, and if not, wait for a few minutes, and somebody will be preparing something. I think it’s only fair for the two of you to know that, while they have not officially moved in, my best friend, Cassandra, and my ‘Creation’ partner, Nomo are always here. Neither of us tease her about it, but Sandra cannot cook, so she cleans the kitchen after we’ve eaten. He and I have been trying to teach her how to make something simple for herself, but everything comes out looking like nuggets of coal. Therefore, she cannot touch the stove unless one of us is in here with her. I’ll go through other stuff as the day wears on, I’m tired, and my thoughts are not coming together properly. Oh, I know what my problem is, I haven’t had any coffee yet. Also, please forgive my chattiness, it’s a coping mechanism. Once I’ve gotten to know the both of you a little better, my talking will be reduced.” Lytyr explained.
“I want you to know that neither myself nor my friend is anyone spectacular, we are both elves just like you are, and we are not divine beings. Meaning that, we both realize no one is perfect, and your idiosyncrasies do not bother us,” Mykkal said.
“Besides, I am the one who has to learn the way of the elves, and not the other way around. So, don’t worry about changing yourself for either of us, and definitely don’t worry about how much you talk. I’ve dealt with many things that would be considered worse than that”, Rakkora said.
“Thanks, y’all don’t know what that means,” the royal one said. She went to the sink, removed the kettle from the neck of the faucet, filled the container with water, and placed it on the back burner of the stove. Then the royal one searched the far corners of the shorts she wore, and eventually retrieved a book of matches, which she used to ignite the pilot-light.
“If y’all drink coffee, to be a decent host, I’ll prepare your first cup, but after that, you’re on your own. Same thing with meals, I’ve never been responsible for anyone, except myself, and until I decide to have children, I won’t take on that job. Therefore, after your first meal, you’ll prepare the things you eat, once they’re cooked. I swear, I’m not trying to make this sound like a bunch of rules, yet no matter how I try, the attempt seems futile,” the royal one said.
“You were saying earlier that your best friend and your “Creation” partner are always here, will they be joining us, this morning? The professor inquired.
“Both of them should get here around eight or nine, it usually depends on what time they wake up. Why?” She asked.
“Just curious to meet them,” he said.
“Oh, alright. Well, they usually knock to be sure I’m awake, and I’ll let you know when they get here”, Lytyr said.
“Where is your restroom?” Rakkora inquired.
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A couple of hours later, as the strangers and the royal one were getting to know one another, there was a knock. When she answered it, Cassandra was removing her boots, which she placed together and left by the door. Then, after being prompted, the citizen entered the kitchen.
Though she could not pin-point the exact issue, the young elf knew things did not feel the way they normally did when she would visit, but was unsure of what she might need to say, so she stayed...
Having spent several hundreds of years preparing for this day, it’s a very special one to us, and we’re hoping in the end, you’ll feel the same way,” the magix elder said.
“Welcome, both of you. It would be appreciated if you took off your shoes out there and came in. Having looked forward to your arrival for a few weeks, I began to think this day would never come,” the royal one told her guests.
“I want to thank you for inviting us in, the sky is still dark, but it is scorching hot out there, and I swear I was going to melt.” the demon said.
“You’re welcome, I’ve been out there in those muggy, sweltering temperatures of nearly one hundred degrees without the sun, and I wouldn’t leave anyone in such conditions. In this place, there is always something to eat on the stove, and if not, wait for a few minutes, and somebody will be preparing something. I think it’s only fair for the two of you to know that, while they have not officially moved in, my best friend, Cassandra, and my ‘Creation’ partner, Nomo are always here. Neither of us tease her about it, but Sandra cannot cook, so she cleans the kitchen after we’ve eaten. He and I have been trying to teach her how to make something simple for herself, but everything comes out looking like nuggets of coal. Therefore, she cannot touch the stove unless one of us is in here with her. I’ll go through other stuff as the day wears on, I’m tired, and my thoughts are not coming together properly. Oh, I know what my problem is, I haven’t had any coffee yet. Also, please forgive my chattiness, it’s a coping mechanism. Once I’ve gotten to know the both of you a little better, my talking will be reduced.” Lytyr explained.
“I want you to know that neither myself nor my friend is anyone spectacular, we are both elves just like you are, and we are not divine beings. Meaning that, we both realize no one is perfect, and your idiosyncrasies do not bother us,” Mykkal said.
“Besides, I am the one who has to learn the way of the elves, and not the other way around. So, don’t worry about changing yourself for either of us, and definitely don’t worry about how much you talk. I’ve dealt with many things that would be considered worse than that”, Rakkora said.
“Thanks, y’all don’t know what that means,” the royal one said. She went to the sink, removed the kettle from the neck of the faucet, filled the container with water, and placed it on the back burner of the stove. Then the royal one searched the far corners of the shorts she wore, and eventually retrieved a book of matches, which she used to ignite the pilot-light.
“If y’all drink coffee, to be a decent host, I’ll prepare your first cup, but after that, you’re on your own. Same thing with meals, I’ve never been responsible for anyone, except myself, and until I decide to have children, I won’t take on that job. Therefore, after your first meal, you’ll prepare the things you eat, once they’re cooked. I swear, I’m not trying to make this sound like a bunch of rules, yet no matter how I try, the attempt seems futile,” the royal one said.
“You were saying earlier that your best friend and your “Creation” partner are always here, will they be joining us, this morning? The professor inquired.
“Both of them should get here around eight or nine, it usually depends on what time they wake up. Why?” She asked.
“Just curious to meet them,” he said.
“Oh, alright. Well, they usually knock to be sure I’m awake, and I’ll let you know when they get here”, Lytyr said.
“Where is your restroom?” Rakkora inquired.
******************************************************************
A couple of hours later, as the strangers and the royal one were getting to know one another, there was a knock. When she answered it, Cassandra was removing her boots, which she placed together and left by the door. Then, after being prompted, the citizen entered the kitchen.
Though she could not pin-point the exact issue, the young elf knew things did not feel the way they normally did when she would visit, but was unsure of what she might need to say, so she stayed...
