House Rules

Meridae thought this would be a good plunny.... for her maybe? So posting it here.
And isn't this great.

FB3X Drabble Cascade #151 - 'steam'

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Title: First Impressions (G, Fantasy, Wizard’s World)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300

The sunlight through the ornate glass ceiling and the greenery in the central atrium should have created a humid atmosphere but it wasn’t, quite. He finger combed his hair, shifting in the chair, nervous because of the interview. Leon’s parents were probably as stuffy as their atrium.

He’d fallen in love with a pure-bred familiar so easily his second year at the academy, but what did he have to offer?
It was taking them a long time to remember him.

A small movement near the base of one of the plants caught Jessie’s eye and a tiny whiskered face peeked out at him.

Warmth spread through Jessie. This must be what Leon had looked like when he was little. Giving a feline trill of encouragement, Jessie pulled out his laser pointer to lure out the tiny hunter. Soon there was scrambling and pouncing taking place in the floor space.

Such effort deserved a reward, Jessie thought, and conjured up a soft red ball slightly larger than the dot. The tiring kitten didn’t even hesitate as the plush toy appeared just as the dot disappeared. It went for the kill, falling on its side; claws anchored, and kicked the stuffings out of the helpless toy.

“Hmm, good parenting skills,” before, “ Minxy, time for a nap. Say thank you to Leon’s friend and then off you go.”

On tiny wobbly legs Minxy dragged his kill over towards Jessie, sat and mewed politely then dragged off the ball to a basket hidden beneath another potted plant.

Standing to greet an older version of Leon, Jessie with originality said, “Sir,” and felt warm arms coming around his waist from behind. “I’d like to ask for Leon’s hand in marriage. I know it seems we’ve only just met but…”

Leon’s father grinned, “Welcome son.”



Next part The Juliet Stage

yep another house

Gotta stock up on scenic for stories, right?


Victorian House

1896 chateau in Lancaster PA