Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170305121938/@comment-28412230-20170305154915

''"Yeah, my ears are hurting, Mr. Maxwell!" a child with wild, faded beige hair mused with his older sister, wrapping his small arms around the older man's right arm.''

Maxwell glanced down to the child, ruffling his hair in a reassuring manner, answering Duck's question, "It's because we're so high in the sky, I believe it's the latitude that makes our ears-" As if on cue, his ears began crackling like fireworks, "Urgh!"

The 10-year-old child nodded, slightly understanding his answer.

"Don't fret, dear Adrien. Once we get to Paris, we'll get to see your brother and sister-in-law!"