ELLA AND MICHAEL
Wait, I'll pick him up!
“Not at all?” Ella ignored what Michael said.
“If he wants to stop, I'll pick him up.”
“At least, I didn't sign in as your preferred reason for choosing it?”
“You must also respect my brother, despite his poor condition.”
“Good. I can.”
Ella finally responded to Michael.
“What do you say can be trusted?”
“What do you want? What need to be stamped blood?” Ella challenged Michael.
“Didn't you say promise like snot old tissue?” ask Michael back.
Ella looked into Michael's eyes and,
“I will keep it. Because this is a promise we both.”
Ella takes Marco and Michael around the vast castle, and shows the place where Marco will be illustrating.
“You can work here.”
Ella opened the door of a large room. Inside the room contained a variety of fairy tale books written by deceased authors.
Marco liked books, he was so happy when he came in and saw books neatly arranged on the shelf.
“Gosh. so many books! Second floor.. Looky. There are more books there.”
Marco went in and passed Ella, and climbed the stairs to the second floor.
“Be careful, Brother. You can fall.”
Michael warned his brother who ran up the stairs.
“The picture is huge. So many books! Marco loves books. Marco loves all books.”
Marco continued muttering and walking around the room full of books.
“If your brother likes books, what do you like, Michael?” ask Ella.
“Nothing I like.”
“Your brother asked me to buy him a camping car, for his wages. Do you like to travel?”
“I never travel.”
“Even though?”
“I just want to travel.”
“Where is it?”
“Where is that. I want to leave aimlessly,” replied Michael.
“We never travel, but move often. About 17 times. This is the 18th.”
“Why do you guys move often?” ask Ella.
“There are those who keep chasing me,” replied Marco.
“Who is it?”
“Kak!”
“She keeps chasing me..”
“That's enough, Brother!”
Michael holds Marco's shoulder to avoid continuing his talk.
It seems Marco will say, butterflies will continue to chase him, wherever he goes.
However, Michael can prevent Marco from continuing his talk, and is heard by Ella.
“Where is our room?”
Ella walks and shows the room to Michael and Marco.
“Gosh. So many books!”
Ella led them both to the room she used as a child.
In the room, there were many dolls belonging to Ella first, and the mattress was quite spacious and very soft.
“Halo! You are so beautiful!”
Marco greeted the doll, which was neatly displayed on top of a small closet.
“Gosh. My room is beautiful.”
Marco looked around the room.
“This is my room when I was a kid.”
“Do you need a bed and mattress too?” ask Ella to Michael.
“Call me, if you need it.”
Michael also began to clean clothes and bed linen.
*WUTT!!!
As Michael shook off the bedsheets, dust and axes fell, causing Michael to cough.
“This sheet…. When was the last time washed?”
“About twenty years ago. Here's the real antiques,” Ella replied.
“Jeez!! The mattress is huge!”
Marco ran and jumped into the bed and played on a very soft bed.
“I'm so happy! So soft this bed. So cushioned. It's so tender. Is this my bed, Author Ella? Jeez, so tender.”
