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I swear I stopped writing before midnight, so here's Day 2 contribution to @girlgeniusevents​ week. Also ... can I just say ... this whole event is eerily timed with the pause of in-universe updates.

Prompt: Sturmhalten / Mechanicsburg / Paris

Summary: Set after time in Mechanicsburg has been restored, Tarvek finally has a chance to return to Sturmhalten and continue his own work.

Words: 1871

Rating: T? G? I’m going with T 'cause I don't want to be responsible for how the young ones get brought up.

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"You don't even like that place! Why are we going back?"

Tarvek didn't even bother turning away from the window at Violetta's outburst. It was a little late to have this conversation now. Besides, for all her complaints, Violetta had been the one who insisted she come without (earlier) question. If his idiot brain thought it was a good idea to go back to Sturmhalten, she was going with him, so she had argued. Even if she was technically now in the employ of Agatha. Of course, he had tried to get Agatha to stop Violetta, but Agatha had unfortunately consulted with Violetta, who had somehow managed to convince her mistress that he couldn't possibly go back to Sturmhalten without a Smoke Knight watching his back. So here they were now on a coach heading back to his ancestral castle -- a coach which started as a joke from Gil who wouldn't bear the thought of Tarvek returning home in anything less than opulently grand, and then Agatha had gone and modified to have three deathrays hidden into the design (even though Otilia would be riding with them). All told, it was an absolutely ridiculous way to travel.1

"Because it's home." He didn't bother saying he didn't hate the place. Didn't bother trying to justify the thing he hated was Family, and the citizens were, well, probably revenants, which meant they didn't count as hateable. But he'd fix that. Just as Mechanicsburg was Agatha's, Sturmhalten and all its problems were his. "You didn't have to come along."

"Of course I did," she punched him in the arm. "If you go get yourself killed, who's gonna make me a pretty dress for Agatha's ball?"

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