paradisa | WINTER WRAP-UP!

WINTER WRAP-UP!

[Good morning, Paradisa! You know what today is. That's right, it's WINTER WRAP-UP!!! Now that you've gotten your note about your task -- put on your coats, scarves, and gloves, and get to work!]

CASTLE SHOVELING | CLOUD MOVING | WILDLIFE AWAKENING | PUTTING OUT THE FIRES | ICE SCORING | CASTLE SEED PLANTING | BIRD DIRECTING | BIRD NESTS | TOWER CLEANING | CITY STREET PLOWING | CITY FOOD PLANTING | ORGANIZATION TEAM

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[He shrugs; Zelos doesn't have anything against the principle of helping a village out with something like this- JUST that the castle is holding the spring he's wanted for MONTHS hostage]

Guess it's the neighbory thing to do?

[Oh, but Zelos! Winter is the perfect excuse to ~share body heat~. Anyway, it's not that Mistress has anything against the townspeople -- she would be just as obnoxious if she were being asked to help anyone that she didn't perceive as valuable.

So, essentially, anyone who doesn't fall under the category of "pays tribute", or "fuckable".]

Well, these... villagers hardly seem neighborly.

[Nope sorry my overly angsty backstory cockblocks all things winter. His voice becomes slightly teasing]

What happened to this could be worse?

I meant for you, if I weren't here.

Ahahaha.

That's true enough, your highness. ♥

[This makes Mistress smile, and she picks up a basket of seeds. She doesn't do anything particularly useful with them -- she just sort of throws them at random. Into unplowed areas (ha ha, unplowed). Areas still covered with snow.

She's not good at this.]

So, Ambassador Zelos, what do you plan to do once someone makes the Snow Queen cum, and Spring arrives?

[he sees that and wow. He suddenly feels better with the knowledge that he isn't the most fail in this group like he thought he was. Meanwhile he's heard the instructions enough times to be digging into the soil and planting the seeds- though he's far from a pro at it]

Hmmm, you mean after a long hot bath?

[a contemplative look] Maybe sleep outside, talk to the ladies who have been cooped up all winter - sure some are very restless, heh heh.

What about you?

[TO BE FAIR, Mistress just doesn't care. She could do it better if she wanted to. Case in point, she keeps just throwing seeds, despite the fact that she's watching him plant them.]

More of the same, I imagine. The weather makes no difference to me.