Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-26854056-20170610202313

Clyde, of course, didn't showcase that much emotion of being right next to the sea than the two men, being that he had already been there countless times before on trips with family, the memories of enslavement at the institution being long forgotten in his mind due to the fact that he was too young to fully remember anything.

In all honesty, he found the situation quite meddlesome. Visiting a beach would have been pleasant in the summer, but with the bitter winds of late April approaching, he felt like the cold sand was going to scrape his skin off like a cheese grater.

He waddled curiously inside the house, sticking to Orion's side as he turned towards the multicoloured man, speaking softly in a curious voice.

"...I don't get it. First Uncle Leo is really really sad and then Mister Lindberg gets a new hous-"

He broke off his sentence, realising suddenly as he whispered under his breath.

"...Did they get a divorce? Are they moving away from each other?"

Bonnie was the first to hear Ophelia's knocking.

Just as she put the imaginary cup of tea to her lips, she dropped the plastic cup and sprinted towards the door, a wide grin on her face as she went on the tips of her toes to try and reach the doors lock.

Leon, of course, trailed after her, his skin decorated by Crayola markers and wasted glitter that Clyde accidentally knocked off Wendy's craft table. He opened the door, greeting her with a pleasant smile while Bonnie swarmed around her legs like an excited Chihuahua, obviously pleased to see her magical aunt.

"Ophelia, it's nice to see you again. I'm sorry to have to be troubling you like thi-"

"AUNTIEOPHAUNTYOPH- AUNTY OPH! LOOK! LOOK! I'M A PRINCESS!"