QUESTIONS AT TEA TIME
had trouble with the title...
Mary Weather sat next to her brother at the dining room table, watching as Cain ate a freshly baked scone, made by Riff. Said servant set down a cup of tea in front of both her and her older brother. She looked curiously at the tea, then the biscuit, and then her brother.
"Why do you like the things Riff makes so much, Cain?" She asked innocently. She took a sip of her tea like a polite little lady.
"Because Riff makes it well, and he knows what I like." Cain stole a glance at the head butler, who's eyes were averted from his.
"Why does he know what you like so well?" she stole a piece of Cain's scone, earning a glare from her brother.
"Miss Mary, if you would like a scone, please tell me." Riff said, leaving to get the baked treat from the kitchen. Cain watched after him.
"Because he's been with me for a long time." Cain answered after a moment. Yes, a very long time, Riff had been his servant since he was a child. Riff knew all his secrets, Riff kept his mouth shut, was obedient, was kind.
Riff returned, setting the pastry in front of Mary, who smiled at him.
"Why has Riff been here so long?" When Mary thought back, the servant had been here to greet her before, when she first arrived.
"Because he's a good man, he's trustworthy. You could tell him anything and he'd never run his mouth." Cain smiled up at the butler, who was still looking elsewhere.
"Do you trust Riff a lot?"
"Yes."
"Does he trust you?"
Cain looked at Riff again, smiling in a knowing way. "Maybe."
Mary bit into her scone, savoring the taste of cranberry. "Tastes good, Riff" she complimented, the servant nodded his head. "Why do things Riff makes taste so good?"
How such innocent questions can lead to other things.
The head butler was standing behind both of them, waiting to be called on. Cain reached up, grabbing Riff by the neck and slamming a sweet cranberry flavored kiss to his lips. When he let go, her smirked at Riff, who was blushing cutely.
Mary watched in fascination, scone almost dropping from her fingers.
"The things he makes taste good," Cain paused for dramatic effect. "Because he loves me."
OWARI!
Hee hee hee, how'd ya like? I didn't work too hard.
Riff: (still blushing) um...I'm gonna go make some tea..."
Heh heh, RXR ONEGAI!