Chapter 3: Maybe it's Time
A/N: this is actually a Ludwig chapter. Just...don't ask okay, it's titled this because of previous issue between Larry and Ludwig in our RP.
I sat at my piano, holding the thick chain in my claw. Maybe it was time...? Father had the kingdom's greatest magic users search this pendant for any curses and tricky spells but found none.
He would probably think I was trying to suck up to him. Ha! As if I, Ludwig von Koopa, would EVER need to suck up to anyone. The audacity behind that notion! Sigh. Nevertheless, I guess it..I suppose he's ready.
Standing from my piano, I looked at the pendant. It was the last token Larry a do I had from our mother. He had wanted it so badly when he discovered its existence, hidden away in my nightstand drawer under my stacks of sheet music and pocket watches.
Of course I had no idea if, under the control of the dark magic, our mother put any hexes or painful curses on said charm. I simply didn't want him to get any unnecessary injuries, unless they were from my hands, of course. So I made it seem like I wanted it and started a fight, causing our father to take it away.
After Larry had sulked off to his room, I followed after our father and spoke to him of this theory. He had it checked out immediately.
That was four months ago, and now, with extensive checking, we found that there was no curse laid upon our late mother's charm.
Exiting my room, I walked down the dimly lit hall and tapped on Larry's door. After receiving no reply, I realized that he was still in the depths of sleep and chose to enter his room. Making my way to his bed I laid the necklace on the nightstand and sat beside the sleeping Koopa, gently running my claws through his hair.
"Merry Christmas, Larry."
