~Lloyd: You need to make a choice Nina, do you abandon science to preserve your heart, or abandon your heart and sacrifice yourself to science?

Nina: How can I do either? Did you make such a choice professor Lloyd?

Lloyd: I didn't have to, I'm a sociopath; I was born with an abandoned heart.~

Authors Note: Thanks for clicking on this fanfic! I know there are a few Lloyd/Cecile shippers out there, and but there aren't very many fanfics, so I've created this collection of drabbles, to entertain you guys and hopefully make the fan base grow! 8D Enjoy!

Title: The Twenty Five Wonders of The Earl Of Pudding

Drabble Title: Dear Miss Cecile

Dear Miss Cecile,

The Earl of Pudding frowned, not knowing what to put after that. Yes, there was a point to writing this letter, he had deemed it important an entire hour ago when the clock beat 4 am, but he didn't know how to word what he was going to say. A feeling completely new to him, since when Lloyd had something to say, he'd be damned if he didn't say it.

So he really didn't understand why writing a letter to his assistant was so hard.

Cecile would want him to be polite about what he's about to say, since isn't that what she's always lecturing him about? But he wasn't good at being polite. To actually put the thought into what you're supposed to say makes you doubt it, and he did not have the time to doubt himself.

"A-ha, well, it seems my tactic of self-preservation has failed me at the worst of time." He thought out loud as he got up and took a few steps away from the paper he was supposed to be writing the letter on.

"Perhaps a letter isn't the best form of communication, she can't read my handwriting at any rate," he let out an exaggerated sigh and walked toward one of the many windows of his bedroom.

Looking out he saw the city's lights and downtown's wonders. Lloyd couldn't have lived anywhere else. Most Britannanians would try to stay towards the castle and where royalty lived, but not Lloyd. He had to be around technology and people. He needed things at his disposal and needed freedom. Near the castle, with his parents, with royalty; he had none of that.

"Dear Miss Cecile... I've known you for oh, you cares how long now and have just recently realized that..."

That what?

He didn't know what.

He couldn't be blank and straightforward about it, could he?

"A-ha," Lloyd said as he turned around and rapidly walked towards the paper on the table, scribbling down a few words before smirking to himself, throwing on his lab coat and skipping – because yes, Lloyd skips- towards his self-created car.

Dear Miss Cecile,

I was born with an abandon heart since they had already wrapped it up and packaged it to you, m'dear.

Lloyd Asplund.

P.S: Manners make everything sound so cheesy!

Authors Note: AHHHH THE HORROR! It was OOC. Ah well, it'll be fine. This is the first time writing and Lloyd's POV and although I think a lot like him, I find him hard to master.

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