jadistic-necromancer:
“Okay, down you go.”
Jade dramatically heaved again as he bent down to let her onto the ground, then slowly followed her to his office.
“Are you sure Celes would like the special paper best? I also have colored paper, you know.”
She stopped for a moment at the words “colored paper” and thought about it. Seren then shook her head and continued onwards to her father’s office. “No. Celes needs the special paper because he needs to know that he’s special!”
Seren flopped into Jade’s office and tried to reach for the paper, but she was just a tad too short. She jumped and half of the paper came flying at her face and down towards the floor. Seren merely rubbed her face and picked up a couple sheets of the paper and held it out to Jade. “Daddy, can you write it? I don’t have very neat, uh... hand-right-ing like you do. I will tell you what to write!”














