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| John Crowley | Middler Blaydow | Gwendolyn Larson | Daniel McMurran | Erik McMurran | Elijah McMurran | Katen Tanek | Jessica McMurran | Adam McMurran | Feemerson McMurran | Demitrius Larson |
J.N: IN THE CASTLE, UNANNOUNCED.
Middler: KNOCKS on the office of Gwendolyn!
Gwen: Come in…
Middler: ENTERS. Hi Gwen!
Gwen: Looks up and groans. What are you doing here?
Middler: Just wanted to see how you were doing. Talk, you know?
Gwen: Raises an eyebrow. I'm busy.
Middler: Oh.. I didn't know. I'm sorry… but, uh… I just wanted to ask if I've done something to offend you…? And if we could talk later? Then I could leave you alone so you could work.
Gwen: Your presence offends me. Now figure out if I want to talk to you later. Good-bye.
Middler: Why does my presence offend you?
Gwen: Because you're annoying as hell… Your voice is annoying as hell… The way you look is annoying as hell. And the way you act is as annoying as hell. You're an abomination. Go away.
Middler: Well… I just want to know why it annoys you. I mean, I can't try to avoid that if I don't know what it is
Gwen: You could avoid being around me.
Middler: Well, I can't always do that. I'm friends with Julius, and Jessica too, and you guys are pretty close knit.
Gwen: Hmph. You'd have to be a completely different person to get me to like you.
Middler: This isn't a good time for jokes, buuut… Does so! Just takes little inspirations from THE PEOPLE he knows, and soon looks like a completely different person. Tall, short hair, sharp face. Kinda like this?
Gwen: No, because you're still annoying underneath it all. You can't get me to like you by pretending to be someone else because you'd still be you underneath and I don't like you.
Middler: Well, I didn't plan on pretending to be someone else to get you to like me. I just want to know why I bother you so much.
Gwen: I said you're annoying. You act like a fool. You put on a false act to get everyone to like you. Your voice is grating. The colors you wear hurt my eyes.
Middler: …But I'm not acting.
Gwen: If you're not, then that makes you a bigger idiot.
Middler: Well, why am I an idiot to you? Just because I don't find a reason to grump around and be angry all the time?
Gwen: You say stupid things. You do stupid things. You're naive and for some reason you expect everyone in the world to like you just because you're nice to them. I'm sorry, but it doesn't work like that.
Middler: I don't expect them to like me just because I'm nice to them, but I at least expect there to be a reason that I'm being disliked.
Gwen: Well, I've given you my reasons.
Middler: Alright then. I'll try not to be around you, but I'm not going to avoid being around Jessica and Julius just because of you either.
Gwen: I don't even like Jessica, either.
Middler: …Really? Why? I mean, I could see why you wouldn't like me, but why her?
Gwen: Jessica's nearly as annoying as you are and… Subservient to her husband!
Middler: No she's not.
Gwen: And all men in general.
Middler: Dan's dead.
Gwen: Thank God.
Middler: Hey now… There's no need for that.
Gwen: He was annoying, too.
Middler: Maybe you didn't like him, but there's no reason to say that about him now that he's gone… I mean, you have some respect for the dead, don't you?
Gwen: He's dead. He doesn't care. He can't hear me. He's rotting beneath the ground.
Middler: That's… sort of true. I mean, I think he is rotting, but I think he's still… around. Like, in the afterlife. Heaven, you know?
Gwen: Then he's frolicking with the Angels and doesn't care if I disrespect his dead rotting corpse.
Middler: Well, it's still not right for you to say that.
Gwen: I don't think he'd care if I said that when he was alive, why do you think he'd care if he was dead?
Middler: Well, I care.
Gwen: I don't care that you care. I'm glad that he's dead. He was annoying. And he was always around Julius. Being annoying.
Middler: …And you don't think you're being a bit of a… Thinks of the word, not even suspending it for any sort of affect. …being a bit of a bitch?
Gwen: I don't really care what people think about me. Unlike you, who is entirely too concerned.
Middler: Not even your own husband?
Gwen: Not really.
Middler: I see. I'm really sorry to hear that.
Gwen: I have Julius under my thumb, haha!
Middler: Well, if you ever need someone to talk to, I'll be around. Thanks for your time, Gwen. EXUENT!
Gwen: Good riddance. Gets back to work, which she likes more than Middler.
Daniel: Switches to the Jay Enn channel to see what that rascal is up to.
J.N: WANDERING THE CASTLE.
Erik: We're watching the Frankenstein guy walking around now?
Daniel: Ja.
Erik: Nein, Ich mochte Ihre Mutter aufpassen.
Daniel: Zu schlecht. J.N. ist gross.
Erik: Nein, ist er nicht.
Daniel: Ja ist er. Why are we talking in German?
Erik: I didn't even know you spoke it.
Daniel: I dooo.
Elijah: Practicing swords.
J.N: CHECKS in! And seeing Elijah is busy, decides to go on to part two of the plan!
Katen: Seees J.N. Fro-oown. Stops practice. What are YOU doing here?
J.N: Taking a tour.
Elijah: Smiles a bit.
Katen: By yourself?
J.N: It's something you're born with.
Katen: …What?
J.N: Being able to tour flawlessly by yourself. It's a gift. LOOKS to Elijah. When you have a moment, could you stop by your mom's office?
Katen: Just stares at J.N.
Elijah: …Sure…
Katen: Wait… You can't just go wandering the castle by yourself.
J.N: Normally I couldn't, but the gift, you know? And Elijah, I'm not passing on a message from your mother. That office is just about the only place I can find reliably.
Katen: I just don't want the guards to have to go searching for your stinking corpse when you get lost.
Elijah: Nods.
J.N: Don't worry your pretty little head over it.
Katen: Good-bye. Gets back into fighting stance.
Elijah: Resumes his training.
J.N: Makes his way to Jessica's office!
Jessica: Fro-owns when J.N. enters.
J.N: Interrupting something?
Jessica: Just working… Still doesn't appreciate J.N. holding her at his house AGAINST HER WILL… except not really.
J.N: Mhm. I bet you're behind what with vacationing at my house.
Jessica: It wasn't a vacation, and yes I am.
J.N: It wasn't? Well, you didn't leave, and I didn't keep you there. I don't know what else to call it.
Jessica: I told you why I stayed.
J.N: Then it's on your own head. If I could have gotten even a bit of time alone with Elijah, I would have told him sooner.
Jessica: I wasn't stopping you from being alone with Elijah. If you wanted to apologize to him in a separate room, that was fine with me. I just wanted you to apologize to him. I didn't have to hear it.
J.N: Not sure about that. Not to mention turning up the T.V so loud either. Pretty disruptive.
Jessica: You were in your room then. I don't feel like arguing with you.
Adam: Stares at J.N. from his play pen. …
J.N: I'm actually not here to argue. Just to say that Elijah doesn't seem to hate me, despite me not being a secret agent. Glances at Adam.
Jessica: That's goood.
Adam: Stare.
J.N: Hey Adam.
Adam: Staring at his… chin.
J.N: Oh good, that again.
Adam: Ab. Laying on his stomach. Ab, ab, ab.
J.N: Loquacious, aren't you?
Adam: Smiles. Ab, ab, ab.
J.N: ADVANCES towards the play pen. Adam is at least not in the annoying age yet. How's Adam been?
Jessica: Fine… Glad to see me again, I think…
J.N: I imagine so. Who was watching him?
Jessica: Julius… and Middler too, apparently.
J.N: I see. Was Adam a handful?
Jessica: Looks disturbed. Apparently Middler shape-shifted to look like me and he settled down.
J.N: I figured once I heard that Middler was there. Maybe we should get a special code so Middler can't pose as one of us.
Jessica: I don't think he'd use his powers for evil.
Adam: Aaaaab… Wants to be picked up.
J.N: You never know. Picks Adam up.
Adam: Clings. Aooooo. Smile.
Jessica: Middler seems to be a conscientious person.
J.N: How do you know I'm not Middler right now?
Jessica: Middler could never act like you.
J.N: How do we know that? Cradles Adam, since he doesn't want to just hold him under the arms for too long.
Adam: Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba…. Clutches at his shirt.
Jessica: I just don't think Middler is capable of that.
J.N: I'll be keeping my eye out, personally. Hm. You've got a grip there, Adam.
Adam: Still bald. And blue-eyed. Reaching for his chin hair.
J.N: Tries to avoid getting that stuff pulled out, but doubts he'll be able to grip too much of it. Why don't you think Middler is capable of taking advantage such an ability?
Jessica: Because Middler is a genuinely good person and I've never known him to act in such away. Goodness, he didn't even want to take his rabbit back from Ivy after he stole it.
J.N: …That is a little harder to refute. Maybe he was just afraid Ivy would beat him.
Adam: Can't reach with his short little arms and whines.
J.N: To halt this whining, brings him closer. A little tugging is better than a lot of whining.
Jessica: Ivy's not very violent.
Adam: Can only brush the tips of his fingers along John's chin hair which satisfies him.
Elijah: Appears in the doorway.
J.N: Yeah, but I'm pretty sure a child could beat Middler up. Hi Elijah.
Elijah: Hello, Mr. John.
Jessica: Are you done with your homework?
Elijah: Yes Ma'am.
Jessica: Better be. I'm gonna check it.
J.N: Sets Adam back in his play pen. I think we should leave your mom to her own unfinished homework.
Jessica: Grumble.
Adam: Whines.
J.N: Bye Adam, Jessica.
Jessica: Goes to pick Adam up. Bye, John. You don't want to stay for dinner?
J.N: I wouldn't mind, but I just don't want to bother you too much while you're busy. SINCERITY!
Jessica: I'll be going to dinner either way and I'm not making it, so you won't be bothering me at all.
J.N: I figured that, since you're a queen here. I meant that's why I'm leaving you and Adam right now.
Jessica: Oh, well carry on… Does need to get work done if she can settle Adam back down.
J.N: Does carry on. Feel like walking for a bit Elijah?
Elijah: I guess… A bit awkward.
J.N: Wonder why.
Elijah: Walks behind him a bit instead of beside him.
J.N: …Hm. Never mind then. Go on and do whatever it is you do when you have free time.
Elijah: Looks unhappy. You don't want to talk to me?
J.N: Even J.N can tell the AWKWARDNESS, and that's pretty bad. Maybe when you feel like talking.
Elijah: Me? I thought you wanted to talk to me… What am I supposed to say? Doesn't say this angrily just kinda dejectedly.
J.N: How to mention that you're usually happier to see me without sounding like a PEDO? Well, usually you talk regardless, but I was just going to ask you something. You just seem reluctant is all.
Elijah: You can ask me…
J.N: Some other time. See you later.
Elijah: Looks even unhappier. Okay… Bows. See you later…
J.N: Little half-wave motion, and goes back to WANDERING.
Elijah: Goes to hang out with Demi who's a good guy to be depressed with.
Feemy: Being SCHOOLED.
Katen: Thus 8+8 equals…
Feemy: Raises his hand!
Katen: Yes?
Feemy: Is it… uhm… THINKS! Resists the temptation to say 88!
Elijah: Mr. John doesn't like me anymore… Collapses on Demi's bed.
Demi: Why? Not on the bed, thankfully.
Feemy: Counts the numbers on his FINGERS.
Katen: Waits.
Feemy: Takes a little bit, but answers! 16…?
Elijah: 'Cause I don't talk to him like I used to… But I can't… I just feel embarrassed.
Katen: That's correct.
Elijah: He probably thinks I'm so stupid.
Feemy: Answers every question like that too. These sessions drag oooon. Is also getting used to the lack of praise that he liked when he was in NORMAL SCHOOL.
Katen: Sigh. Let's move on to history.
Demi: He's stupid. He's the one who lied to you.
Elijah: He was just joking and I believed him and why would he ever want to hang out with me anymore? He thinks I'm an idiot.
Demi: He's not even a secret agent. Or as good with swords as you. Really, you're a lot cooler than him.
Elijah: You never saw him shoot this big stick of metal and something exploded and it was really cool. I can't do that.
Demi: That was just a gun… A three-year-old could do it if they were strong enough to pull the trigger.
Elijah: I always thought he was the only adult who treated me sorta like an equal but it turns out he was just messing with me…
Katen: Drones on and on endlessly about various kings and queens and what they did and battles they participated in for an hour.
Feemy: This is kind of cool… at least the battles are.
Elijah: Now he won't even talk to me because I'm not acting right. Nearly in tears.
Katen: So Maheshna beheaded Rikard and Rikard's army surrendered and that concluded the Battle of Baleful Malice… Closes the history book.
Feemy: Uhm… Sir? Why did Mahes…er… Raises hand!
Katen: Yes…?
Feemy: Why did Mayheesha behead Richard?
Katen: Because Rikard was the king of the land Meheshna wanted to conquer.
Feemy: Why'd he want to conker?
Katen: Because he would then have more land and thus rule a larger area and have more subjects and thus more taxes and more wealth and the land was good for farming.
Feemy: …KIND of understands. It's a bit over his head though, and his thoughtful/confused expression shows that!
Katen: What aren't you comprehending?
Demi: I don't see why you care what he thinks. He's a liar.
Feemy: Who was the good guy?
Elijah: I thought he was my friend… Now he's mad at me because I'm not acting stupid and playing along with him anymore? What? I'm not giving him any material to work with? He was just using me for laughs?
Katen: There's not really a "good" guy… Each wanted what they thought was best for their people and their kingdoms.
Feemy: …What was best for everyone?
Katen: Well, Rikard didn't want to give up his lands, naturally, because he ruled them. Maheshna didn't have enough farm land or trade to support his kingdom, thus he conquered Rikard's kingdom.
Feemy: …But I always learned that it's not right to take what isn't yours.
Katen: Perhaps it wasn't right, but his people would starve if he didn't.
Feemy: That's kind of confusing…
Katen: It's not a story, Feemy… Things aren't clear cut good and evil…. There isn't a right and wrong… It's just people's opposing viewpoints. Neither is necessarily correct. People will act within their natures and do what they believe is best for them and the people they care for. If it hurts others, they are of the belief that it is a necessary evil. Could Meheshna solve his problem in a way that did not resort to violence? Perhaps. Would that have resulted in a better outcome? That is subject to speculation.
Feemy: Wonders if Katen realizes that he's only five.
Katen: Tends to forget. Looks at Feemy. What I am trying to discern to you is that not everything is "good" and "bad" or "black" and "white" There is a gray area. Do you understand?
Elijah: Decides he would rather mope alone and goes to his room.
Feemy: Nods, but still is having trouble grasping it, at least yet.
Katen: Let's move on to Literature. How far are you in The Ballad?
Feemy: …I don't know… I can't understand a lot of ittt.
Katen: This seems to be a common theme with you. What aren't you understanding?
Feemy: I understand 'Katen'.
Katen: Sigh. Maybe something a little less difficult.
Elijah: Finds himself in his father's office instead. Sigh. Usually went here when he had proobleems. Except his dad isn't here. Darn.
Feemy: …I'm sorry I'm duumb.
Katen: Elijah struggles with it and he's ten years older than you. Try this one. Gives him a children's book.
Book: Has a cat on the cover.
Feemy: I can relate to that. OPEN!
Book: "I bought me a cat, my cat pleased me. I fed my cat under yonder tree. My cat said "Fiddle aye fee".
Feemy: …I thought cats meowed.
Katen: It's a nonsense book.
Feemy: …Then what am I supposed to do with it?
Katen: Read it?
Feemy: I'm not that duuumb.
Katen: I'm trying to assess your reading level.
Elijah: Makes up his mind! Goes to look for J.N.! Mr. John…?
J.N: Hi Elijah.
Elijah: Um… my dad gave you his lung and… he always thought… really highly of you… I guess… So, um… I think maybe you weren't just trying to be mean to me?
J.N: I wasn't, really.
Elijah: Smiles a little. But why didn't you want to talk to me…?
J.N: Just figured you weren't in the mood.
Elijah: I won't be in the mood if you don't talk to me… I mean… I just keep thinking how you think how dumb I am and stuff. And you don't want to talk to me if I'm not acting like myself… Like maybe you just want to make fun of me or something?
J.N: I don't think you're dumb.
Elijah: I don't care if you're not a secret agent… I just liked that you were an adult and you… put up with me, I guess, and didn't act all condescending like you knew what was best for me. You just always acted real cool.
J.N: Hm. Not much has changed then. Besides. I'm not just putting up with you. It's nice to sometimes have someone around.
Elijah: I don't really see why… most people just find me annoying. I'm just a kid and I guess I'm really gullible, too and… I dunno… Why do you like having me around?
J.N: Hard to put it in words. You just don't really annoy me.
Elijah: Guess that's as good as it's gonna get from J.N. Hugs him.
J.N: Never going to get too used to that.
Elijah: Lets go. So things are cool between us now?
J.N: Sure.
Elijah: Smiles. I'm glad we're still friends, then.
J.N: Me too.
Elijah: Smiles. Looks happy again.
J.N: Not smiling, but that doesn't mean he's not HAPPY. He's just not inclined to outward shows of emotion.
Elijah: Understands he's not the touchy-feely type. Did you want to talk to me?
J.N: All I was going to ask is if you wanted to stop by later. There's something I wanted to show you.
Elijah: Alright… I can go after dinner if Mom says it's okay.
