Blackstar could have been glued to the food table for the amount he consumed, oblivious to those around him.
"You're going to get a bellyache again, Blackstar." Tsubaki said warningly.
"I'm the great Blackstar, I don't get bellyaches!" He responded loudly, laughing as he swallowed a mince pie whole. Another pastry was halfway into his mouth when he froze, eyes sliding to the door. His face contorted hideously, the food in his gloved hand unnoticed.
"What is it?" Tsubaki asked confusedly.
The white hat soon disappeared in the crowd, popping up again right in front of them. "Fool! Having a party but not inviting the holy sword Excalibur? How disgraceful!"
Blackstar looked down, expression scrunching further. "Oh, you're here." He said hoarsely.
"So you're Excalibur?" Tsubaki asked politely.
"Yes, young lady. Do you want to hear the legend of me, the holy sword?" Excalibur asked grandly.
"Don't fall for it." Blackstar murmured.
"Fool!" Excalibur snapped, cane knocking the pastry out of Blackstar's hand.
"Hey, I was gonna eat that!" He yelped.
"It was cold anyways." Excalibur said, smacking the butt of his cane to the ground. "Now, who would like to hear the tale of me?" He asked loudly. A wave of awed gasps followed his question, and he was soon consumed by the crowd.
Tsubaki's face contorted slightly, staring after him.
