I am Earl Asplund!
"So this is where you work?" Nunnally asked Suzaku.
She heard the sounds of industrial machines, which intimidated her.
"Yeah, I work in 'engineering,' he replied to impress his friend's sister.
"Hahaha!" a sudden burst of laughter could be heard a mile away, hysterical and whatnot, "He does not do the engineering! He is just my pilot!" It was Lloyd Asplund, the Earl who was more engrossed in his science than his position in society.
"Is that true, Suzaku?" Nunnally asked.
Suzaku looked at her with a hard face as Nunnally's mien was hard for him to digest. He honestly replied, "It's true. I am just the pilot."
"Oh but a fine pilot indeed, capital, just capital," Lloyd added.
"You don't have to lie to everyone, Suzaku. After all, it isn't odd for an Honorary Britannian to become a soldier," said Nunnally.
"But a fine soldier as well! He is top notch," Lloyd Asplung interrupted quite randomly.
"Alright then! From now on, I will be an honest Honorary Britannian," Suzaku said cheerfully towards Nunnally, ignoring his boss' comments.
"Who is he?" Nunnally asked Suzaku as she questioned the man with baby blue hair, blue eyes and round glasses. She could not see him but for a grown adult, his face still resembled an infants' to a set degree.
Suzaku turned her head to face the Earl's.
"Oh he? He is the head scientist here, Lloyd Asplund is his name, the real engineer from Britannia," was Suzaku's response.
"Who am I you ask?" Earl Asplund said in a playful voice, "Who am I?"
"Don't you start that again," Suzaku said as he rolled his eyes.
Earl Asplund started to get jittery and broke into song:
Who have you met that charmed you more?
With numbers and mechanics divine in score,
Such dead reckoning none shall restore,
My wits of wonder forever explore.
My theories fantastic,
My genius sporadic,
Made invariance chaotic,
And chaos exotic!
Tra la la la la
Tra la la la li
Fiddle fiddle fiddle fo
Diddle diddle diddle dee!
Who have you met that charmed you more?
Lelouch, master of strategy,
Or Xingke, tactical prodigy?
Like Newton the giant,
I pounded my Leibniz!
"Enough already!" Nunnally shouted, "You might be great, but my brother is ten times the prodigy than you and whoever that Xingke person is combined!"
An annoyed voice of a woman entered the room, "Dr. Asplund! Must I remind you not to make rude remarks? By the ways, we all know Leibniz was twice the mathematician than that Sir Isaac Newton!"
