Oh no, Frank! How the might have fallen! But not Prince Luka, what a dreamboat!
A huge congrats to Eugenie and Joaquin on maxing their careers!
I love Hawke's unambitious nature--what's wrong with a lazy barista heir as long as he has housemates to do the other stuff.
Although, if he loves his barista job, how can he not want to become a mixologist!?
Haha, little Varric seems to getting the most action in terms of female companionship. I love that he's already thinking about spouses as a grade schooler.
I must confess that I'm rooting for the little feller! Hawke looks like mom and Carver looks like dad, so I'm so eager to see what Varric looks like as a teen!
I have a feeling Hawke will come around to mixology when he realizes how easy it'll be after he's built all this skill! I can see what you're saying about Hawke and Carver, but I don't think either is an exact clone. As you'll see, Varric ages up looking extremely like Eugenie, but without the un-chin. That Luka is a catch, man. He's Neat and Good to go along with the looks!
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Watcher's note: This chapter is from the point of view of Little Varric due to the central scene being one that Eugenie was not present for. This likely shows a Watcher's bias, so let's just not tell Carver. Also, cross my heart and hope to die @Rhoxi , the game generated Varric's aspiration. On its own. Without me."Yeah it does, look at it! It's a big hamburger, just like my teen cake will be."
"You're so dumb," Liana always laughs, but I see it, way up there.
"For real, it'll be the day I become the official heir. And we find out what traits we get ... though I guess you're a couple days younger, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess."
She rolled over on her side and considered me. "You don't think Carver will make it?"
"No. Look at him."
We both sneaked peeks up at the card table where Carver awkwardly tried to impress his club members. Liana started to giggle and had to stuff her hands in her mouth. "It's like he doesn't even know she's evil!"
But he does know. I think he kind of digs it. Even if me and Hawke rib him about it. Liana started pestering me to come play pirate, so I made her promise to deliver my note. I wasn't taking a day off school for nothin! This was big planning.
"Look, look!" Liana gasped, giggling until her cheeks turned pink. "He's being smooth!"
"Oh, Maker," I sighed, shaking my head.
"Watcher," Liana corrected, stuffing my note into her pocket. "Dummy."
I already told the club that when I age up, Liana gets to run things. It's caused a little tension.
The only one who seems to super not want to be in charge is Ksenia Lee. But she's just in general scared of all the stuff. Calm down, Ksenia, you're the pirate for goodness sakes!
To be honest, I only let her in the club because I really dug that book
Uprooted and she's named for one of the characters. She's too young and squeamish for me. No sir. I'm gonna marry someone fun like Ali.
Or whizbang smart like Jaylah Sulu!
Anyway, I had my plan to get to. 2 adults! Oh man, oh man, I couldn't let Carver win this one. I got to the diner super early with MY WHOLE CHILDHOOD ALLOWANCE crumpled in my jean pocket. I was gonna show those gals a good time!
"Table for 3 please, Missus Zoe!"
Darling do you know where Varric is right now?
Hush, I'm enjoying underwear brunch for what it is, Joaquin.
I saw Mr. Jon Snow and his son Peppino, who was my friend in grade school. He can't be in the clubs on a count of being a boy, but he's okay with it, even if his sisters get to be there.
Mr. Jon Snow is always super nice but he sounds funny. "Wootcha doin' this faah nawth." and stuff. Heh. He's funny. But I had to get ready for my guests.
They got there at the same time. Aunt Stella slid right in next to me and gave me a big grin, while Aunt Candy just kind of hovered by the chair. "Is it ... just us, then?" she asked.
"Yeah, I thought I'd buy you ladies a real nice breakfast!"
"Sit down, Candice," Aunt Stella said in her pretty butter voice. Miss Stella always sounds soft like when a bit cat purrs. Sometimes it's like silk and sometimes it's like velvet. But I love to hear her voice. Aunt Candy was walking on solid ground and that's good enough for me!
I reached up high and clapped twice just like in the movies and said "GARCON!" And Mr. Steve Captain America bounced over to take our order while Anut Stella started coughing real hard like she was tryin' not to laugh. Probably had something in her throat. We got omelets and pancakes and orange juice, and Aunt Stella got red wine, because even at 7am, she says she too old to miss any opportunities for the stuff (but won't let me try it! Totally unfair.)
Aunt Candy was all like "what is this, Varric? Where is your mother?" but Aunt Stella was like "Will you chillax, my sugary treat? The boy wants our company, and that's just fine with me."
Boy, she knows just what to say. "That's right!" I grinned, relieved that she understood. "You guys are my best aunts and I wanted to spend time with you like hangin' out and stuff!"
"Ohhh, he's doing the social aspiration," Candy laughed, throwing her hands up. "Got it."
"Shut up, Candice," Stella smiled sweetly. "The boy is taking us out for a meal."
"So you guys want to hear a story?" I asked. "I just wrote a book! It's for little kids, like littler than me, but mom said I could use her computer. It's called
Bertram and the Behr!"
We were good friends by the time the food came out! I told them all about my accomplishments as that green bar ticked higher and higher.
"So kid," Aunt Candy finally said as our icon turned into looped happy faces. "We're all friends here, so tell me straight. Stella, stop trying to eat your wine with a fork, that's your last glass. Sorry, Varric. So tell me, love. Are you planning to be heir? If so, do you have designs on my daughter?
"Oh man, oh man," I gulped, suddenly feeling all hot and itchy. "I don't ... I'm not sure that ... well, Liana is ..."
"Oh, how sweet," Stella said, ruffling my hair. "He's got a crush."
"Naaaah."
Aunt Candy smirked and went to the bathroom, and Stella leaned and was like, "so. how're you gonna get the girl, little man?"
*some time later*"So that cloud kinda looks like Liana's crush on me, right?"
"Dude, what? Oh quick 8 o'clock, Carver's going in for the kill."
"And then I won the R.E.F.U.G.E. tournament and a $250 grand prize! Perfect for a night at Chez Llam... do you guys hear airplane noises?"
"Yeah, sounds like crashing and burning to me."
stifled child giggles
"Oh hey, is your dad finally getting the hang of levitating?"
"... I"m not sure that's ... wow, what is happening over there?"
Thanks for your help, Wednesdayyyyyy
"Babe, I think Joaquin just got abducted."
"Aliens? Don't be ridiculous."
"Candice, I swear to God..."
Well, I had to sleep on my accomplish'ments. Because Dad went to space. But the next day he made me a big honkin' hamburger cake just like he promised!
Wowwwee! I blew out the candles and POOF. I'm a geek. Just like my brothers. And I (honest to god) want to be a best-selling author! Wow! I feel ... I feel so ... what? Is the club meeting over because I"m old? Liana? Ali? Anyone? No? Okay. Bye ladies. Yeesh.
Well, first I went to the mirror since all my friends were gone. Aww yeah, that's a good lookin' dude. Shame there's no chest hair in CAS, but this necklace feels
right, I tell you.
Varric
Tethras Lore in the house. Totally gonna be the heir. I can feel it.
