Felinis: So update wise I have an announcement. I will be in total aiming to upload a chapter for each fic every fic once a month. Over the summer I focused on uploading for Lowell since that fic is going to be stupidly long. Normally I'd say I'm writing by-weekly, but this quarter at school I'm going to be in two writing like a mad man. I have to write 2 plays and a screenplay. Not to mention animate 2d art pieces which will be a pain. Irma really fucked with our schedule too, so the schedule is condensed too. Yeah, I will not be able to update more than monthly.
Flynn finds that cleaning this place will be an even bigger challenge than he expected. Cobwebs, dust, dirt, mold, bugs! This place had every conceivable piece of filth imaginable. How does these people even live? He scrubs on a rampage over the floors, walls, dishes, furniture, and most importantly the ceiling. Flynn almost thought the whole thing was a giant spider web. Really, how did they put up with this?
"Hey, Gramps, don't go messing with anything." Yuri calls walking down from the stairs shiny and proper. Practically glowing! How does any man manage that?
"Not like everything isn't already a proper mess." Flynn mutter beating at the bugs and mice to get out.
"I mean it. Don't mess with my stuff."
Flynn just ignores him and goes on with his work while Yuri heads out the door. Rita has been watching the whole time he's been cleaning as if she's fascinated by the very concept of a broom. Flynn wipes sweat from his brow in exhaustion before sitting down admiring his handiwork. He's thorough in his old age. He gets up not a moment layer and starts carrying the cleaning supplies to the foot of the stairs. "How does he manage to glow just after a bath?"
"Bit of glamor and a bit of his weird potions." Rita says biting an apple. "He's probably going off to meet some girl."
Well, it does make him a pretty person. Annoying, uncouth, and sloppy; but a pretty man. "I don't see the point either. He's actually pretty bland under all that stuff." Raven yawns.
"Really?" Flynn says a little surprised, yet not. He certainly seemed pretty vain when they first met.
"Yeah, without that glamor he's just above average. Really dull grey eyes like pebbles." Flynn wonders if there's a reason Yuri is so vain. He seems the kind that peacocks around because he can, but then that might be jumping the gun a bit soon. Flynn hasn't known Yuri long, but then again… he really does seem to fit the bill that all the townsfolk gossiped about.
"He's meeting a girl… Is by chance he in love?"
Flynn appears to have said something downright hilarious as Raven and Rita burst into violent laughter. He didn't think it was that crazy a statement, but the fire demon and mage keep laughing as they try to speak. "Yuri in love! Now that's a thought!"
"I know! He doesn't have the heart for that!" Raven cackles as the fire crackles.
Flynn crosses his arms because now they're just acting pain silly. "Oh come now, surely there must have been some person he fancied." In stories men like him are always jaded because of some girl turning them away. Yuri seems like he fits the role in that respect. It was likely some wild hussy that played Yuri's heart on a string only to leave him hanging. Now Flynn feels sorry for the man which bothers him because he still needs to punch Yuri for getting him cursed.
Rita starts to throw her apple on the floor but stops when Flynn raises his broom. "Yuri is a playboy; plain and simple. He's in it all for the chase or until he gets bored."
"How heartless."
"I know! Truly heartless!" Raven chirps.
A proper man does not chase skirts for the sake of the chase! That's proper etiquette and Flynn doesn't care how old or beautiful a person everyone needs manners. Or to at least bother using them! "I'll believe Yuri is in love the day he leaves the house without cleaning up for three hours." Rita throws the apple core in the trash walking to the door. "I'm gonna be heading out. See ya around Gramps."
Flynn pops his back going to pick up his cleaning things. "Alright. I'll be cleaning the upstairs now."
Rita snaps around and jumps past him. "Don't touch my room until I say so!" She stops and turns back around. "And nobody is allowed to go inside my dresser! Got it!"
Flynn just smiles softly. "Yes, yes. Go hide your secrets while you still have time." Rita's feet pound up the stairs and Flynn hears a door slam. Wonder what's so special about the dresser? Flynn just focuses on his cleaning scrubbing the stairway before making his way to the first door which is a bathroom. Flynn thinks he might gag! This bathroom hasn't been cleaned in years! Flynn doesn't even want to think about cleaning the toilet. For a man who spends an absurd amount of time in the bathroom Flynn would think Yuri would keep it cleaner. Flynn gets to work spending hours on the toilet and tub till he's managed to clean away the stains and dirt. As he's cleaning he stops to note the bottles lining the tub and sink.
The bottles are a strange form of glass Flynn has never seen, but the first few are normal. Shampoo and… conditioner? A mind controlling thing that's vanilla scented? They get stranger as there are tubes full of creams for hair, eyes, skin, and more. Flynn is disturbed at the idea that Yuri might gain his looks by slathering himself in creamed human skin. There are hand lotions and other things as well that leave Flynn a bit worried that Yuri does in fact live up to his reputation. What is he thinking letting himself get caught up in all this? He moves the bottles and everything aside as he cleans up the sink and frees it of its slimy filth. After that Flynn moves along to Yuri's bedroom where Flynn cleans around the clutter doing his best not to disturb anything. He notes a photograph of Yuri and some boy on the side table and pics it up to look at the image closer.
"Well, aren't you, nosy Gramps." Yuri says and Flynn almost drops the frame. "I know you're about cleaning up and everything, but a man's room is private."
The door across the hall flings open. "That goes double for a lady's!"
Rita slams it shut and Flynn just shrugs. "Fine. Confine your filth to your room like a heathen."
"It's not dirty. I know where everything is."
"Where are your clean socks?"
Yuri snorts triumphantly. "They're in the pile of clean clothes, obviously!"
"You are truly unbelievable."
"I try."
"Please don't."
Yuri just walks in and grabbing a gaudy amulet off a pile. "Unless you cause more trouble I plan to be going out soon."
Flynn heads down the store slowly not caring about the man. There's soot left in the fireplace since he figured it was best to leave Raven last. A dirty fireplace is the worst things there's so much ash in there. Yes, it must go!
"I know you're all for cleaning, but maybe ya just let me go?" Raven squirms as Flynn pulls up a tarp to wrap up the ash. "Yuri really wouldn' like me out of the fireplace!"
Flynn throws a hand grabbing fire tongs so he can move Raven someplace else. "Oh, you'll be fine."
"I mean it!" Raven shrieks as Flynn pulls him up and places him to the side. "Flynn please! Put me back! I don't want to die!" Flynn just gathers the ash ignoring the demon's pleas. So dramatic just like Yuri. Flynn grins as all the ashes are collected and ties the tarp up. "Flynn!"
He comes back from taking out the ashes to find Yuri standing with disheveled clothes at the fire place holding Raven in his hands. The flames are so small and Yuri breathes into the flames before setting the demon down on new logs. "I'd appreciate you not torturing my friend. Raven here is rather delicate."
"Yeah! Not to mention ya almost killed us both!" Raven yells and Flynn takes this as a clue.
"Rule number one around here is don't touch Raven. Second, is don't touch my things." Yuri says flicking his fingers as he clothes straighten themselves out and crisp before Flynn's eyes. Show off. "Remember those rules for me, Gramps. I'll be heading out again." Yuri flicks the nob on the door over to black and steps out. A second later Rita comes bounding down the steps and running out the door.
"Guess, I'll do the laundry myself." Flynn mutters finding that he has a lot of energy in his old age. Yes, he's quite spry. Flynn doesn't bother attempting to make dinner because it's the one thing he's never been any good at. He eats simple cheese and sausage by with Raven enjoying his handiwork after a long day. Yes, he's done a lovely job with cleaning up this pigsty and making it something that resembles a home. Rita arrives home sooner and Flynn is surprised to find she's smiling widely. "Something good happen?"
Her smile immediately drops and she returns to her grumpy expressions from earlier. "No! And even if something did it's none of your business!" Flynn tries not to laugh at her attitude. It's nothing like his sisters. Estelle for one would never think of saying such a thing and Judith would never put anything as such.
"I see. So something good did happen."
"I told you it's none of your business!"
The door opens and Yuri walks in with a big grin. "I think I'm in love."
Rita rolls her eyes. "Oh, who's it this time? Some hooker you met in Dahngrest?"
"No way. She's classier than that." Yuri pulls out a chair and sits playfully."Totally a wild one."
"Here we go again." Rita groans pulling out a tome from the recently organized bookshelves. "Let me guess, she likes to talk about being free and running through fields of green."
"Wrong again. She's a witch's apprentice. Absolutely, wonderful in every way unlike some." Yuri seems awfully proud of his catch. So is the latest skirt he's decided to chase after? Poor woman. "She has a sister too if you're still trying to play the game Gramps."
Flynn doesn't give the idea another thought. The idea of dating a younger lady is woefully inappropriate. "No thanks. Children aren't for me."
"To each his own." Yuri shrugs as his stomach rumbles. "Dinner is definitely in order." Yuri opens up and pulls out more eggs and potatoes. He's a good cook or at least better than Flynn. "You know how to cook Gramps?"
"No. I've always burnt everything."
"That's a shame." He starts cutting up onions and bell peppers to toss into the pan. "Cooking is the most basic form of alchemy and magic. Grasp that and spells are simplem" Yuri starts throwing it all into a pan as he cracks a few eggs. "Rita here is actually an amazing cook when she tries. Her alchemy is shaping up to make her a fine witch."
"If this is your way of bribing me it's not working."
"Fine. Let me show you some simple magic." Yuri says pulling out the salt shaker and pouring it in a circle over the pan. Flynn waits for something to happen but nothing does. "Flavoring, Gramps, is the most basic spell you can do."
Flynn looks at the pan then to Yuri. "All you did was add salt."
"Yes, and that salt will provide flavor and help nurish us." Yuri clicks his tongue. "I guess you don't see the bigger picture." Of salt? No, and Flynn finds the very nature of this conversation absolutely ridiculous. "Guess it's true what they say. Can't teach an old dog new tricks."
Flynn grunts because he finds that he's still malleable in his old age. "What's the name of that girl who's caught your eye?"
"Judith. Judith Heurassein." Yuri states."I call her Judy for short." Judith... then that would mean that Yuri Lowell was trying to date his younger sister! He mentioned she was a witches apprentice so it absolutely must be Judith. She's a capable girl, Flynn. Judith can handle herself! It still doesn't change the worry now coursing through his veins for his sister's safety. What if this man tries to do something awful to Judith? Yes, she's a capable woman, but this all reeks of danger.
It stands true now more than ever that Flynn needs to punch out Yuri's teeth.
Felinis: In other news tomorrow the 21st is my birthday. I'll be 20 this year.
