Felinis: I have so much shit I should be doing.

Come morning Yuri is still pouting under his covers and Flynn can't help but roll his eyes as the man sits embarrassed in the living area poking at a plate of eggs.

"Pink. Of all colors, it had to be pink. I look terrible with pink." Flynn hears him mutter from under a large navy blanket. How long is he going to mope like this? "It's going to get so dry. Not to mention my ends will split."

"You worry about your hair more than any of the woman in my family ever would," Flynn says shutting a nice book he was reading.

A hand flips him off from under the blanket. "Shut up. If Judy laughs at me it's all your fault. I look like a clown."

"Again, just dye your hair back." Flynn can't believe he'd come downstairs wrapped in that ridiculous blanket. He's a grown man, not a child! The door knocks and something changes in Yuri's demeanor as he stiffens.

"Zaphias door."

Flynn goes to open it and notices that both Yuri and his blanket have vanished from sight. Two Knights stand out front with letters in hand. "Hello, we're here to discuss with wizard Lowell. Is he here?"

"Oh, that foolish man has run off again. If there's anything you need to tell him I'd be happy to help." Flynn says, rather annoyed that Yuri is so vain that he'd bolt from the visiting company.

The burly knight leaned in. "It is imperative that this not spread, but the Grand Royal Wizard Duke Pantarei has vanished after facing the Witch of the Wastes."

"Oh, my."

"More importantly, the Prince himself has disappeared while visiting the Union." Well, then this was a very serious matter. The Grand Royal Wizard while reclusive was always dutifully and protecting the kingdom from threats from rouge mages and foreign powers. As for Prince Ioder, well, that was self-explanatory. This was a gravely important problem that needed dealing with and Yuri has seemed to have run off at the first sign of authority. Unbelievable!

Yet, completely expected.

"I will see that the young man gets the letter," Flynn says smiling at the Knights who bid him a good day and part muttering more secrets that will eventually reach the public ears. Flynn walks slowly up back to his chair and sets the letters aside with a sigh.

"They gone?" Yuri's voice pops next to Flynn's ears jumping him in his chair.

"Christ!" Flynn screeched almost falling backward onto the floor gut is barely caught by Yuri. "Don't go scaring the elderly!"

Yuri laughs and plops back in his seat from before still wrapped in the blanket. "Didn't think your heart was so frail Gramps." Frail maybe, but a lot better than yours. Yuri's hands go to the envelopes and pays only a passing glance before tossing them in the hearth.

"Those are letters from the king!" Flynn exclaims as he runs up to try to save them from the flames to no avail. "Why would you burn such important letters and summons? This is a good opportunity as well a very important matter."

"Because I have absolutely no interest in fighting the Witch of the Wastes. Not now or ever do I want to meet that dreadful woman again." Yuri smiled innocently, and Flynn wanted to punch him. "If I go to meet the king I'll be made the Royal Wizard which is another form of torture."

"Serving your kingdom is not a form of torture," Flynn says waving a stern finger. "You should be happy to serve your kingdom and to help the people of this fine country as a proud citizen."

Yuri leaves the confines of the blanket entirely and slips away to the stairs. "My dear Flynn," He places a hand dramatically to his chest. "I am not a citizen. I am not a hero. I am merely a humble wizard trying to live and do as he please and I hate to be disturbed."

Flynn narrows his eyes and clicks his tongue. "You are a heartless coward."

Yuri bows. "Of course."

Flynn is so done with this man! How can a man with seemingly so much talent waste it away flirting and floundering about? Yuri should be ashamed of himself for always acting in such awful manner but he is ridiculously carefree and without guilt. It's almost as if the man lived by merely drifting on his whims like a jellyfish.

Yuri stopped just before going up, "Hey, Gramps I would like it if you could make me a suit."

It's not a request, does this man even know how. Does the man not have enough over the top clothing to strut around in? Flynn has yet to see the man wear the same thing twice which is so absurd. Nobody needs more than perhaps ten sets of clothes at once; even his mother didn't own as many dresses and she was a lover of fine clothing.

"Why should I?" Flynn scoffed.

"Why not? You have nothing better to do." Yuri walks up the stairs yelling at Raven to heat up some hot water for his bath. "But then, if you don't think you could make anything I guess you don't have the talent. You're just an amateur after all." The nerve! It wasn't Flynn's job to care for some whiny brat's needs! Sure, he had free time, but he didn't have to spend it catering to him. Also, doubting his skill so easily is infuriating. Flynn is the best tailor and hatter in all of Market Chipping and he won't be shown up by such a character!

He wants an outfit, huh? Well then, Flynn will make something so glorious that Yuri is left absolutely stunned. He looks through his pile of fabric and accessories and grumbles in disappointment.

Raven watches curiously as Flynn flies about and the furnace crackles. "What ya up to?"

Flynn marches to the door with a coin purse in hand and his straw hat. "I'm going out!"

When he came comes back and sets to work Yuri is gone much to Flynn's pleasure. Raven saying that he went through the black door and hasn't been back since using up all the hot water. His hands go over some black fabric as he mockingly mutters about how fabulous and pretty Yuri would be in this. Of course, it would be quality work but it still didn't change that Yuri was a brat and would probably find some way to gaudy his fine results. The man has the worst style! It's only once he's well started on his work does Flynn realize he was goaded into this and he regretfully thinks that he's getting a tad foolish in his old age. He fell for the trick far too easy for him to be at ease on the matter.

Rita has also been gone for some time and it does make Flynn worry until she comes striding in with a grin she's doing her best to hide.

She does that quite often and Flynn can't grasp what the point in hiding such a lovely smile might be. "Something good happen?"

Rita's face finally brakes as she plops next to his work. "You are my hero!"

Flynn blinks in surprise. "I don't quite remember doing anything."

"Ruining his hair like that! Absolutely wonderful," Rita exclaims as she sets down a basket full of baked goods in bags that look awfully familiar. "I've never managed to even do anything to physically irritate Yuri. It's great payback for going after Judith."

What sort of investment could Rita possibly have in his sister? She pulls out a roll and hands it to him as she yanks out one for herself. The taste is immediately familiar as the honey rolls from the bakery where Estelle was working. "Rita, might you also know a Judith? A different one?"

"Yes, same name. She told me that the one in Halure was her sister," Rita licks stray honey off her fingers in a crude and sloppy fashion. "How'd you know?"

Flynn smacked his lips to hide he guilt as he thought of an excuse. "Oh, that's my other granddaughter."

"How many grandkids you have?" Rita cocked her brow.

"Oh, more than enough." Flynn smiled finishing off the last of his roll.

"Hey, what about me? Don't I get one?" Raven huffed and smoke billowed out of the fireplace. Rita rolled her eyes as she threw a roll that he swallowed up in an instance to fill the air with the smell of smoked bread.

Rita's joy at the matter is indeed adorable as she seems to giddily open a book and pull out her vials. "Are you friends with, Judith?"

As Rita is pouring the two vials in her hands into a flask her control slips and they explode in a cloud of red. Flynn goes to Rita and when the smoke clears Flynn laughs as a pink flower blooms on the top of her head like a carnival trick. Her cheeks are absolutely flushed and another flower pops from her nest of brown hair.

"Oh Rita, are you okay?" Flynn can't say whether blooming flowers from the head is healthy, but it doesn't seem like a good thing per se. He plucks the first flower and it bursts into glittering dust in his hands.

Rita awkwardly nods and grabs a tube and collects the dust and does the same with the other flower. Flynn almost wants to ask if this happens often with how full that tube seems. "Might I ask what this is?"

"Concentrated emotions," Rita mutters hiding the container and digging through her things for new ingredients. Flynn chuckles and turns away with a grin. He's not a blind man when it comes to this sort of thing. Estelle is quite lovely so it's understandable. He goes back to sewing and watching how that flush on Rita hasn't faded yet.

Unlike Yuri, Flynn has no reason to object to Rita as she's a smart girl with a good head on her shoulders. As a witch she'll have a good future ahead of her and she's intelligent so the two will never be bored when talking. The needle slowly threads more in his hands as he thinks about how funny it would be for Yuri to be as embarrassed as Rita is right now. He does mention that Rita more than has his blessing on the matter. Especially since she is not Yuri Lowell.

The door opens with a clank as Yuri walks in tall and proud with his hair no longer pink and looking the same as it did a few days ago. "Oh, look who decided to dye their hair back like a sensible person," Flynn jests.

"Shut up Gramps." Yuri tosses his muddy shoes off and stretches his legs onto the table ignoring Flynn's scolding. No manners in this one at all! What mother produced such an uncouth man? "My hair is going to be dry for weeks! Do you know how much product I'm gonna need to make it look as good as it did?"

Flynn stared harder at Yuri's hair unable to see a difference. "It looks exactly the same as it did before."

"A Philistine in the way of hair care like yourself wouldn't understand." Yuri flipped his hair back and forth which once more prompted Flynn to think about strangling the bastard.

"Have you come to your senses in being responsible and responding to the king's request or are you still going to philander about carelessly till you're as gray as me?" Flynn scolded as the wizard stole a role from Rita's basket.

Rita chose to pay attention on that remark and when Yuri mentioned casually about being offered a position as the royal wizard her shock turned to frustration. "Why would you turn down a job like that? We're already in the red because of how terrible you are with our money and you pass up a chance like that!"

"God, all of you are so annoying." Yuri let out a yawn as he picked at his ear. "A job like that is just trouble and that's the opposite of what I want. Besides, I'm certain the next time I see that witch she'll genuinely try to kill me and that's not something I look forward to."

Flynn couldn't believe this! Yuri's involvement with the Witch of the Wastes was what got him cursed in the first place. The man seemed to cause trouble to everyone and had a knack for pissing off the worst sort of people. "Why does the Witch of the Wastes hate you enough to put curses on you to keep you alive?"

"Long story short, bad break up."

"You did what?" This- he- Yuri Lowell decided to flirt and break the heart of the Witch of the Wastes. "That- that's suicidal! What did you even see in someone like that?"

Yuri's eyes smile as he leans in playfully. "It was more that she pursued me. She's not my type of girl."

"And what is?" Besides his little sister…

"You're very nosy, ya know that." The mirth and playfulness are gone in a second as he's already heading back up the stairs again. "With how good you are at bullying I should send you to the king to get me out of this, but you'd only make it worse with how noble you are."

"Well excuse me for having a good soul." Flynn puffs for the umpteenth time as Yuri goes up for another bath.