' ', ! Hotel Sky Cloud Alone Was An Entirely New Experience For Him; Let Alone Places Outside Of Japan.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ' 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒚 'ㅤ—ㅤ𝒐𝒉, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 ! Hotel Sky Cloud alone was an entirely new experience for him; let alone places outside of Japan. It was obvious from the look on his face that he was definitely EAGER to learn more about the woman's birthplace and what it was like.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBut . . .

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe boy frowns as he watches the woman CLEARLY struggle with the tools. Were they too heavy for her or something ? Either way, this simply WOULDN'T do. A gloved hand reaches out; offering aid to the woman.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤAre you SURE you don't want me to help with that, Miss Miran ? It's really no trouble ! I do stuff like this ALL the time !ㅤ❜

"Misha, you could never trouble me.", she spoke with gentleness lacing her voice, "You are part of our family and even if you were not, you can always feel free to ask for help whenever you need it.". Miran helped to carry some of the tools, pickung them up rather clumsily as she never even held them once in her life. Her father would always say to not get her hands dirty with such items, but she was never one to care whenever her parents didn't see it anyway.

"That's fine though. As said, we also have more bland food for those who cannot handle spice well. People in Japan in general don't seem to eat as much spice as we do in my home country.", oh, how she had hated the food back in her childhood before she got slowly used to it. It was one of the reasons for the existence of the more spicy variants of food.

She just couldn't miss out the spice for too long.

"You can start with that and slowly go to the spicier one, if you feel like trying out you know."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒊𝒅ㅤ—ㅤbut he wasn't EXACTLY buying the whole ' protocol ' thing. Customers like himself probably wouldn't be too happy if they were just LOCKED IN while they were eating ! He knew that he certainly wasn't. But there were definitely far bigger things to worry about.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤMaybe he would get lucky ! Maybe one of the maids that he knew his caretaker had would answer the door instead of him. But even then, how many people within the estate actually knew of his existence ? Not many; his caretaker had put a lot of effort into keeping him a SECRET after all.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤApprehensive thoughts were interrupted at the sight of the small stack of boxes. That was a large amount of treats; more than he was used to receiving or acquiring through ' gentle persuasion ' with his book. Geez, she was so niceㅤ—ㅤhe was REALLY hoping she didn't have to deal with that man.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWow, thank you ! I'll be certain to visit AGAIN, Mademoiselle Lottie !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤNot with friends and family though. He didn't HAVE any friends and family at the moment. Now, he was hoping that this little mishap wouldn't cause him any problems in the matter of getting his family back. Or that his caretaker won't be mad at him.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWell, he doesn't really have a choice but to more forward now. With that, he FOLLOWS the woman's lead as he steps through the doorway with his dog in tow.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤIt might be a bit of a walkㅤ—ㅤand I hope you don't mind DARK and CREEPY forests ?ㅤ❜

"Apologies, but it is protocol to stop other customers from meandering in when I'm closing. Just sit tight for a moment." She moved her hands like she was conducting an orchestra as she spoke, the butterflies now moving in a more organized fashion to speed up the cleaning. Some moved to draw the blinds and curtains, and others cleaned the tables with staggering efficiency.

It was only a few minutes before all the butterflies disappeared as their work was finished, and half of the lights in the building turned off when Charlotte snapped her fingers. An almost frightful display of her control over the interior of the business. If Mikhail had any questions before about her, she knew this display would cause more.

With most of the tasks sorted for closing, she made her way to the door with a butterfly carrying a string wrapped stack of two take out boxes behind her, "I put together a take away too with some of the other sweets you stared at in the bottom box. The top box has some assorted homemade dog treats; all made with dog safe ingredients." As she disclosed the contents of the string wrapped stack of boxes with a smile, the butterfly set it down on top of her open palm, "...Since I hope you'll visit again with friends and family."

She was trying to show she wasn't meaning to be too intimidating towards him, even if her actions were showing the certain measure of her firm opinions. His safety and happiness was paramount to her in the moment. She just struggled to know how to calm kids a lot of the time beyond her cooking and baking.

Opening the door with her free hand and holding it open, she gestured him to move with a tilt of her head, "Let's go, shall we?"

꒰ྀི ✧ — @diverse-hearts-ocs asked: it doesn’t matter how shitty they are. it still fucks you up when they’re gone. Garth / Misha

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( random sentence prompts  ━ from various tv shows, part 6. ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤUmmmㅤ—ㅤare you talking about MISTER GOPHER WOOD ?ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 before there is a sudden lingering PAUSE. Waitㅤ—ㅤwhatㅤ—ㅤwhat was he TALKING about ? He didn't know a ' Mister Gopher Wood ' ! There was ' Old Man Wood 'ㅤ—ㅤbut he was a cartoon character in Clockie's cartoon; one that Clockie didn't like very much.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤStill, there's SOMETHING in him; urging him to continue the conversation as normal.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤ—ㅤWhat was he LIKE ?ㅤ❜

Will be working on replies over the next few days ! Thank you for your patience !

my name is detective sleeping and im about to get started on my toughest case yet. the pillow case

Slight 2.2 spoiler

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