Andy blinked, hearing a small ringing in the back of his head and knew that it was Evan calling for him. He turned from what he was doing, which at the moment was preparing this afternoon's lunch. He left the confines of the kitchen and started his long walk down the maze of corridors and halls that littered Evan's mansion. 

If on wasn't careful, they could easily get lost. But Andy knew this place like the back of his hand and instead walked until he could feel the distance between him and his master getting smaller and smaller. The direction he was going was taking him to the garden. Soon Andy could see Evan and he came up to him quietly. "My lord~" He answered, his bi-colored eyes resting on the male in front of him. 

Shaun had been in the garden since dawn. It seemed that as soon as the sun started casting it's light over the garden, he thought it was safe to go out. In all his years on the street, he'd subconsciously picked up that, as soon as the light started to shine, the "monsters" would all go away and it was immediately safer.

Since that morning, the gardener had been sitting cross legged in front of two pots of roses, one red, one white, with a knife in his hands and a small pair of gl*censored*es over his nose. He didn't wear them often, but they tended to magnify things so they was definitely useful in some cases. 

He was currently trying to breed the two roses. There was not a single pink rose in the garden, and, since it was a pain to actually try to buy them, he figured he could make his own. However, his plans were interrupted when he felt the handkerchief hit the back of his head and heard Ivory's familiar voice calling him short.

Immediately, he jumped up and spun around. "I'm not short!" he yelled, staggering slightly from the combined head-rush from getting up too fast as well as the fact that his leg had fallen asleep from sitting so long.

He recovered quickly and glared up at Ivory. "I'm not short!" he repeated, his voice a little less loud this time. Although, when Ivory stood a full foot taller than him (he was only 5'1") that was a rather hard argument to sell.

Shaun turned around when Evan and Andy showed, closing his knife and pocketing it so Andy didn't think he was about to attack Ivory. Sometimes he didn't know Andy's opinion of him. When he noticed the young master going for one of the roses, he about told him to be careful, but noticed that he'd already been scratched.

"Honestly!" the gardener exclaimed, picking up the handkerchief and going over to his employer. "What are you? A little kid? Everyone knows roses have thorns!" He found the most clean part of the cloth and wrapped it around Evan's hand before he could protest, tying it tightly as a make-shift bandage.

He then pulled out his knife and clipped the red rose off, using his knife to cut off the thorns before handing it to Evan. "Here ya go, one kiddie-safe red rose, Evan." He grinned at the older boy, adding to the teasing. 

[[ Ugh- I'm here!
 I had to get some sleep last night =_=

I'm as sick as a dog. Bleh~ ]]

Ivory glanced over to Evan then looked back down to the gl*censored*, continuing to polish it. "For a sixteen year old, he sure is childish." She thought to herself. Ivory lifted the gl*censored* to the light again. She gave a small smiled when she heard Shaun's comment. They where most likely both thinking the same thing. She looked away from her gl*censored*, and turned her gaze to Shaun as he fixed up Evan's hand. 

Ivory stopped polishing the gl*censored* and held it between her fingers. There was no need for it to be polished any more, so she was allowing it to rest in the slight breeze that ruffled the leaves, besides, she had rubbed it so, the the friction started to burn her hand.

"Is there anything that needs to be prepared?" She said to Andy, not asking, but rather stating. 

Andy looked down at his master, his ex
pression softening considerably from what it usually was when he clung to him. He didn't get a chance to respond before the teen's attention was quickly drawn somewhere else. He'd heard it too, Shaun and Ivory fighting over height once again. He sighed when he was whisked away to investigate the issue further.

The usual scene. Ivory, the vertically abundant, and Shaun, the vertically inapt, fighting over nothing, and they had the nerve to continue their little dispute even though Evan was standing in front of them. His pupils narrowed slightly into slights as his eyes widened but a fraction from what it usually was. Insolence.

He remained silent, standing loyally behind Evan as his other servants continued their disrespectful banter. Perhaps Evan wouldn't do anything, but he certainly would. His gaze flicked from carefully watching Shaun handle Evan to Ivory.

"I don't know..." He answered slowly. "Something might go missing." He answered, hinting at the fact that he knew that she was far too ruff at her job and didn't hide her mistakes very well. "Perhaps a resume?" He looked from Ivory to Shaun. He let that subtle threat settle for a few seconds before he continued. "Do remember who hands out your wages." He breathed.

He rested a hand on Evan's shoulder, emphasizing who he was talking about in case that didn't quite register. "No, I have everything under control." He answered Ivory finally. He hoped that he made himself clear, he didn't like to repeat himself.

"Yes Andrew." She said bluntly. Despite Andy have a great deal of authority over her, It never ceased her attitude towards him. It was who she was. She felt there was some sort of rivalry constantly between them. a different sort to that of her and Shaun. They had petty squabbles and she was fully aware of that, but between her and Andy, it was something else. There was something different about him. Apart from them having contrasting  complections and hair colour, it was somethign other then that.

Ivory's gaze quickly switched to Shaun. With a swift arm movement, she grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him away from The young lord and Andrew, indicating for them to leave.

Thomas stood behind one of his bedroom's windows, a bored ex
pression on his face. He had a good number of things to do the day before and a few days before that, but now there wasn't anything. A black scarf was wrapped around his neck, covering the seal at the right side of his neck. He always wore this scarf. Whether it be freezing cold or the sun's heat seem merciless, it would be around his neck.

Thomas stared at a pair of birds small birds perched on a tree branch, focusing all his attention on the two birds before hearing something whine behind him. He turned around and then saw the black puppy sit behind him, wearing a face that looked like it desperately wanted attention. Unable to resist that face, Thomas knelt down and rested a hand on top of the Neaco's head, giving the puppy gentle strokes on his head. "I've got nothing to do today, Neaco." Thomas sighed, standing up and flicking a strand of hair of the dog from his hand. "Come outside with me."

With that, the thirteen-year-old boy walked out of the room with Neaco following close behind. It was a good thing the German Shepherd didn't drool or chew any furniture of some sort, otherwise Thomas wouldn't know what his butler would do to the dog. 

Andy looked down at his master's blue eyes, his own eyes no where near that color. One being a deep crimson color, deep as the roses that the master loved to stroke all the time. And the other, pure white. They were an odd pair but he himself was odd so they fit. A demon in human's form, with wings that never seemed to want to go away. He had to strap them down so that they didn't cause trouble.

"My lord..." He began, hardly reacting to the master's random clinging. "Is there something in particular that you wanted to do?" He asked, wondering if he had forgotten his boredom or not. "Or should I go back to preparing your lunch?" 

[[ Id lurve to see ur butler Rika XD <3 ]]