Jul 28, 2025
Whoopsie. My 3 favs in one Story event!!! Whoa, I don't remember this happened since I played IkePri last year... I guess I'll be spending my love points and cocktails for the first time in a story event (I always spend them in CE) 😍.
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Whoopsie. My 3 favs in one Story event!!! Whoa, I don't remember this happened since I played IkePri last year... I guess I'll be spending my love points and cocktails for the first time in a story event (I always spend them in CE) 😍.
Stay away from asians, Gilbie. They're contagious.
Mama Asstria
It's an hour until midnight, but evidently the automaton doesn't really want to wait for midnight to actually be struck to signal 10/3... So rather than waiting, he crept into Ludi's room to leave a box on top of the chest of drawers they'd found for the boy to use. It was wrapped simply with a little card that said "Happy Birthday" on top in blue crayon.
[Midnight]
As the clock struck midnight, the boy’s eyelids flew open. It was another strange dream, but this time the dream had consisted of strange celebrations and rejoicing. That had never happened before. As he wearily sat up from his bed, Ludwig rubbed his eyes free from the haziness of sleep and looked around the room to calm himself. He found that on nights like this, if he stared around the room, he would eventually tire again and fall back unconscious. But on this night, the boy happened to identify a peculiar looking box and with it, a white paper resting limply on top. Now that was fairly strange.
Finding himself now more awake from the rush of curiosity, the boy swung his legs from the bed and got up, stumbling a bit as he walked over to his dresser. “Happy Birthday,” the note read. “Happy Birthday,” the boy read again. After reading the note ten, twenty times the boy smiled. Now, who exactly could this be from? Ludwig took his small box in his hands.
He loved his mentor so much.
After he had taken the small box and treaded lightly on the floor, the boy plopped onto his bed and started to oh so carefully open it, making sure that the wrapping wouldn’t rip terribly. Setting the wrapping aside, the boy opened the box and couldn’t help but smile widely at the gift within.
Putting his hands in and tenderly lifting the gift from its box, Ludwig peered at the binoculars then started to handle them. It was great. They were hardy, strong, and perfect. Taking them in his hands, he decided he would test them out. Getting on his knees so he could position himself just right at the window, he looked through them at the small frog pond and laughed aloud (maybe a bit too loud). He could see the water so clearly! And the frogs that would soon be gone for winter! Ludwig’s heart leapt as he continued to look around, his eyes still on his gift. The leaves of a tree! A nest of a bird! The so very detailed mushrooms growing at the base of a tree!
After being thoroughly amazed by his gift, the child fell back onto his bed, grinning from ear to ear. Pulling the blanket up over his now once again tired frame, the boy curled up with the binoculars in his arms, and for the rest of the night, the boy held it as if it were a stuffed toy.
Ludwig sometimes forgets Gilbie is an automaton and sometimes talks about him as if he were a human. The young boy doesn't quite fully understand how it is to be a "clockwork doll."
I'm goNNA MAKE MY OWN SYMBOL SO Ø STOP BEING ADORABLE JESUS CHRIST
((;w;))
As he turned to look at Gilbert, Ludwig’s eyes were wide and shining with surprise. Then, with a small laugh into his arm, he smiled, no awkward mash-ups or anything. It was just a true, candy-white smile. “I’m not adorable!” He still rebelled, thinking both he and Gilbert were the picturesque knights and the most awesome mechanic plus apprentice in the whole of Europe.
((Meme response... You melt my heart and I give you cavities, fair trade :P)) Perhaps, Gilbert realized, he hadn't known just how long he had been working for when he saw the sleepy blond standing in the doorway of the garage and holding a hesitant hand out to him. Tools and pieces were set aside for now, the doll easily scooping Ludwig up in his arms to murmur quietly to him and put him back in bed. Now where did he leave that storybook...?
((Oh dear, not just cavities, sweetie. You gave me a dangerous increase in my blood sugar. I am going to die at this rate.))Constant nightmares and jading occurrences in dreams would keep any child awake and have them calling for their guardian angel. But although he was terribly upset just a moment ago, Ludwig felt a sudden, intense comfort rush over him as Gilbert picked him up and laid him to bed. As Gilbert read, small scenes of the boy and his mentor, no, brother as knights reeled over and over in his head. It was strange. Gilbert was a clockwork doll yet a warmth emitted from him, and soon, as Gilbert read on, the boy was lulled to blissful sleep.
Excited to hang out wid mah boiz tomorrow.