Highness came to a stop at a station that stood near the Maskmaker, Highness panted softly "Here". Hollow carefully got off the saddle whilst Grimm hopped off from it "Soooo, am I allowed to come in there with you?" Hollow gave him a blank stare (Y'know, what he's known for) "100% no sorry Grimm. I'd rather you stay with Highness" void was a very fickle substance, especially Hollow's, and the only person who can handle Hollow's void was the Maskmaker. Grimm sighed but nodded "Alright, I guess I'll keep this little fella company" Grimm smiled, stroking Highness' fur. Hollow nodded before heading into the Maskmaker's shop.
Grimm rested on the bench next to Highness "Hey buddy, y'know before how you said Hollow called me a 'cutie bug' before? Did he say anything else?" Grimm lent his head upon his hand. He was still unsure about what the knight had said after their little *ahem* romp so he hoped maybe he had said something to Highness. Highness grunted "You...smell...of...roses" Highness chuckled "You...very...good...at...hugging" Grimm laughed "He's charming isn't he? Still, I have to say, I've caught feelings for him too. I haven't told him but I know I should, I don't know how to or where or when" Highness giggled with his deep, broken voice "I'm...slow...not...blind..or...stupid" Grimm scratched the back of his neck awkwardly "That obvious ay?" Highness nodded,
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Hollow sat himself in the chair in front of the maker, he didn't hear the prince as he worked away at the masks. Hollow hesitated before ringing the bell next to him "Hmmmm?" He placed down each paintbrush he was once holding and listened closely. "A customer! Let me see who" he gently felt the mask Hollow wore "Horns, pointed backwards slightly, larger mask, taller build...Hollow my dearee!" He gleamed under his mask "Good that you came, what's the issue?". Hollow chocked on his words for a brief moment before just saying "Father" and the maker understood "Again?! That man, such a temper" he shook his head "I'll whip you one up right away".
The Maskmaker pulled a mask from his storage and started to paint on it and clean it off in any sharp or jagged areas. The prince poked his head up after hearing a faint melody "What in the king's name is that noise" the maker questioned. "It's Grimm, the performer bug" Hollow beamed "He's such a nice and sweet bug". "I heard his tent was burnt in an accident and you came in and saved him, now he's with you and the Grimmkins and Brumm are in Dirtmouth until the tent is rebuilt" Hollow sat surprised "I had Brumm come here to get all the new masks done, such a lovely chap" the Maskmaker seemed to know exactly how the prince would react, he never even had to make a noise before this guy gave an answer.
The Maskmaker put a really fancy and flamboyant mask on the table "This one is the troupe master's, apparently he refuses to wear it most of the time though" he explained while his other hands worked on Hollow's mask. Hollow nodded along with the Maskmaker, giving a verbal 'mhm' so he knew he was listening. "Done" he suddenly stopped "It is ready" he grabbed a small hammer-like device and turned to Hollow "Ready?". Hollow took a moment before saying "Do it". The knight lifted his head up, the maker struck the chin of the mask which caused a huge hole to appear. The maker worked fast, discarding the broken mask and gently putting on the new one. "I bet you look incredible dearee" the Maskmaker grinned. Now apologies for the briskness but I have 43 other Grimmkin masks to make. Hollow gave the Maskmaker a hug "Thanks" before he headed outside.
Grimm turned his head "Ooo, looking incredible Hollow" he smiled "Not to bad yourself Grimmsy" the pair chuckled, these two have grown to really like each other's company. "Right, now I can't wait no longer. The pancakes are calling" Hollow rushed on the saddle, tugging Grimm up with him "Easy tiger" Grimm teased, resting in his seat. "I can do much worse than that" Hollow cooed, he turned his head forward "Hive please Highness". And with a grunt, they were off.