"Who wants to go to a magical castle!?" Remulus bursts in through the breakfast door. His arms wide as he smiles at the two kids before him.
Arthur stands up with a start. "Oh me! me! me!"
Attie wipes the sauce off her lips. "What?"
Remulus grins, "Well, I was thinking that the both of you need to get exposed to more magic, so we're going to Camelot! Well, maybe not now."
Arthur just looks at him for a while before huffing back down, "Well, that was disappointing. I thought we were going to an amusement park." His head then snaps to him, "Camelot?"
Attie then points at Remulus neck. "What is that? Is that what I think it is?"
Arthur looks at it forgetting his question altogether, "Probably a hickey."
"A hickey? What does that even mean?" She whispers back. Her eyes narrowed as she looks to her father's neck. Noticing a smudge.
Remulus wipes it off. "Oh, haha. It's not."
Asmodeus walks right beside him, her face haggard as she walks to her seat with a limp. Her lips were red as she spoke, dead tired. "I told you to stop, but you didn't listen. Now look at me!"
Attie widens her eyes before recoiling in disgust. "That is gross."
Remulus holds his chest in heartbreak. "Ouch, my own daughter, hurting me like this."
"I know males like to fuck. God knows how many times gramps told me they're nothing but lecherous beasts and how I should stay far away from them." Attie remarks as she fixes her dress and the bow in her head.
"But for fuck's sake, did you really have to do her?" Attie gestures at Asmodeus working in the kitchen, happily unaware of their conversation. "She's still a devil, right?"
Arthur chokes on his spit. "Jeez, that's one way to push men away from your granddaughter." He then smiles at Remulus, "And I think it's fine. It's not really that bad."
Remulus smiles back at him. "Thanks but I-"
He then chirps with a smile, "I even saw it happen once. I think it was a couple of homeless people having an no holds barred orgy in front of my apartment."
Attie raises an eyebrow. "What's an orgy?"
Arthur gives her a big brother smile. "You'll know when you're older."
"That makes no sense. I have seen a lot worse than-"
Remulus raises his hand, "Stop." He holds his head as a sad chuckle escapes his lips. "Well, there was a lot to unpack there." He whispers, "Note to self: hire a therapist."
He sighs, "Look, nothing of the sort happened." He finally gets the stain off his neck. "It was merely a soot from an explosion."
Attie narrows her eyes, pointing at Asmodeus, who happily whistled back to a seat beside him, her smile wide. "Then why is she acting like that?"
"We had an understanding, I suppose." Remulus scratches his cheek. "And did I say there were a lot of explosions from the booby traps? Way more explosions than you'd think?"
Attie sighs, her eyes unsure. "Fine. Whatever you say."
Asmodeus then looks up from her meal, her eyes roaming the table as she asks them in confusion. "Oh? Did I miss something?"
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"You know, there are other seats here? Right?" Remulus asks as Asmodeus wiggles herself on his lap. A seductive smile etched on her lips.
"I know." She shows him her nape as she sways her head to the side.
"Then can you move?" Remulus deadpans, as he moves his head to the side, "You're blocking the television! I can't see shit! And stop moving your hair! Dammit!"
"I don't want to." She murmured in his ears as she grips the controller in her hands. "Because there's no way I'll let you take first place! Again!"
"Dammit! Woman! Let go of me! Arthur's winning because of you!"
"Screw you, old man! I'll be taking this shit with me!" He jumps in excitement, his body swaying to the side as he drives along with the road. His feet tip toeing as he rides closer to the finish line.
Attie, who was in last place, cackles, hand over her face as she turns to them in malive. "You have all fallen into my trap." Their carts then freeze as time stops. "All according to plan."
Attie drives by with a triumphant expression as Arthur shouts. "That's cheating!"
Remulus' smile twitches in irritation. "Its not cheating if it's part of the game."
Asmodeus pokes his cheek. "But it doesn't look like you're happy about it?"
"Oh, I'm so happy. Don't you see my smile?" Remulus gives her a forced smile.
Attie smirks an L on her head, "Sounds like you can't take the loss, old man."
"Oh shush you, you guys were just cheating."
Arthur turns to him, a smirk on his face. "Keep telling yourself that."
A gentle melodious voice then spoke above them, "Sir, a man is at the door."
Remulus raises an eyebrow, "Ok, I'll go meet him." He pushes off Asmodeus in his lap as she shrieks, pouting with her arms crossed.
He then gestures his hand as a small doorknob appears in it, he the gives wide smile as he looks at the trio, shoving the knob at the wall as a door forms. "So, who here wants to bet on who it is?"
The three of them look at him before Asmodeus chirps. "Probably Leonard. He did say he needed something from me. Maybe he's here for that."
Arthur shakes his head. "That's impossible. Big bro could enter this place as he please. So it could only be Vlad. Dad did agree to have his granddaughter as a playmate for Attie."
"I did?" Remulus asks. "I don't remember doing that."
"Oh, it was during his rant about how all women are whores and how his granddaughter is different because he would raise her right." Arthur points out as he restarts another game.
"Huh, probably just kept dozing off on his rants." He then looks to Attie. "How about you? My sweet little girl? What do you think?"
Attie shrugs, "Probably Mother. Here to take me back for lessons."
Remulus nods as he opens the door. "Well, let see. Shall we?"