Oh no. I’ve been caught.

”You donkey… do you know how much you worried me?”

This small kid I don’t even know is worrying about me and even lecturing me. How did this begin?

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As l sneak into the small cabin hoarding dusty tools, l plan my escape. 

“Hehe…”

Obviously, this is a bad idea. Sneaking out as a short and stubby 4 year old is lead to failure, but what can l say? Since l was born, I didn’t leave the Inn more than twice a year. One for the Royal Gardonia Festival, and another is a quack doctors checkup. Sara is studying medicine though, so l don’t know why mom and dad still bring me to that stupid quack. He and his shady, back alley clinic give me the creeps. Even magic wouldn’t be able to shake off the creeps I get from that guy. Creeps, I say!

I unlock the small cabin, greeted by dust and darkness. However, that won’t scare me! I hold up my small lantern and looked around the dim lighted room. Now, where is it? 
Even after 5, 10 minutes, l still can’t find the thing I’m looking for. Was it stolen? No, I don’t think a thief broke in… so what’re is it? 
Oh.

“Aha.”