#clopinxkuzco

Clopin was suspicious. He didn’t just say sus because he spent a lot of time on reddit lately. He couldn’t remember the last time that Esme had invited him to a dinner like that, usually just asking if he wanted to stop by for a bite to eat or something like that. But something to do with news? As he was putting on one of his disguises, all Sweeney Todd with the ruffles and the vest and the dark wig, he kept ‘hmmmming’ and trying to guess what it could be. Even in the dune buggy, he was speculating.

“I wonder if she bought New Orleans. I wonder if she bought us each Power Rangers outfits and we can turn into a huge robot together. I wonder if she kicked Trump in the nards. I wonder if she’s moving to Abu Dhabi just because Abu Dhabi is fun to say. Come on, what’s your guesses? Whoever is closest has to spend ten minute in Dale’s room with the windows closed.”

@cryptid-killjoy​

Esmeralda peeked into the ‘royal suite’ at the Laveau house on one of her many visits. She was always bringing gifts to her family now that she found them again. And this time, it was Peruvian take out from the place where Kuzco had first taken Clopin, right to the same dishes. “Hello, hello,” She said, smiling at Piper, Kuzco and Clopin. It was nice to catch them all together for once. “I brought you some lunch.”

“I can smell the spices already,” Clopin said, making a show of sniffing the air. He was ravenous from the physiotherapy that he had put himself in that morning. Thank fuck for youtube, he didn’t even have to go into a hospital. They had everything on there. “What’s the occasion?”

“Well, I have good news - and a little bit of bad news,” She admitted, closing the door and walked further into the room. She went ahead and set up the TV trays that her papa had been using since being mostly bed bound. “What do you want first?”

Clopin: The little Maddy just popped the big question.

Clopin: Wanna walk her down the aisle with me?