#graleister

I was listening to Dear Theodosia and almost cried!

I would never forgive myself if I didn’t draw my otp! ♥

Buy me Kofi? (◕▿◕✿)

A/N: Another annoying author's note in the way! Either way...these r things you should be reminded about...

Ships present in the fanfic:

Jake x Female! MC (Taylor)

Estela x Male! MC (Travis)

Zahra x Craig (Namasiao)

Sean x Michelle (Seanelle)

Grace x Aleister (Graleister)

Varynn x Diego (Variego)

Malatesta x Yvonne (Malavonne)

If you haven't checked out Chap 1, do check it out! :D Hope you enjoy!

The night had struck the kingdom. Silence is present in the grand palace of Aethiopia...

In her bedroom, Taylor watches the clock as its hands slowly tick its way to midnight. The moment they do reach midnight, the princess grins.

"The perfect time to strike." Taylor smiles to herself.

The princess rises from her bed, and dons a black cloak before exitting her bedroom. Lucky for her, her twin brother's room was just across hers. Taylor raises her fist and gently knocks on the door.

Tapping her foot in slight impatience, the pale-skinned girl knew that she had no other choice but to wait.

Finally, the door swings open. Travis strides out of the bedroom in the same black cloak Taylor is wearing, sleepily rubbing his eyes.

"Gee, do we really have to?" Travis says.

"Come on, we don't have all day...!" Taylor says in a hushed tone.

She grabs her brother's wrist and drags him with her.

"Are you sure Aleister won't reprimand us for sneaking out of our rooms at midnight?" Travis blurts out. "He did say we have a curfew..."

"At least we have a good reason to be awake," Taylor says, irritated.

The twins continued their way down the dimly lit corridors.

"If we get caught, I'm definitely going to blame you." Travis muttered under his breath.

"Hey, you were the one who said you'd help," Taylor says.

"I didn't know we'd do it tonight," Travis whispered back. "Where the heck are we going, anyway?"

"You'll see." replied Taylor.

Taylor pauses once she's reached a pair of large, tall doors. Travis stops right behind her.

Travis's brows raise, "The library? Isn't it locked right now?"

"True," Taylor hums. "but I have a key."

"Say what?" Travis exclaims. "How?"

Taylor grins, tossing her platinum-blonde hair over her shoulder. "Perks of being a princess."

Taylor inserts the key into the keyhole, twisting it...

"Is...that the key itself or a duplicate?" Travis asks in curiosity.

"The key itself," Taylor responds. "but don't worry, we'll put this back to where it belongs."

Taylor pushes the doors open, revealing a vast library filled with numerous bookshelves.

"Come on, I'll show you my progress." said Taylor, beckoning her brother to follow her.

Travis stalks off behind her, taking a few moments to gaze at the beautifully lit library. Taylor stops in her tracks before a long, brown table. Files and books were stacked on top of it.

"That's all I've got," said Taylor, pointing at the documents and books piled up.

Travis takes a book, beginning to flip through its pages. "This reminds me of the history lessons we'd take under Aleister's tutelage, to be honest."

"Believe me, I've spent hours in this library..." Taylor sighs.

Travis sits atop the desk, while Taylor takes a seat on a nearby chair, with both of them reading.

"All I see here is the history of Aethiopia," commented Travis. "How's that supposed to help us find the killer of our parents?"

"Well, it's important to know the history of the realm." Taylor says, shutting a book she'd just finished reading closed. "That way we can find out who's against our kingdom."

"I guess you have a point," Travis nods thoughtfully.

An hour passed, and the twins had already finished reading all the documents and books Taylor had stacked up in her hours of research.

"Still nothing?" Travis asks, turning to his twin.

"No...unfortunately." Taylor bites on her lower lip.

A curtain of silence draped over them...

"Why are you so desperate to find out who...murdered our parents?" Travis says ever so suddenly. "I mean, I know I'm upset, but...--"

"I'm scared."

Taylor's words made Travis pause mid-sentence.

"...What?" Travis asks, confused.

Taylor releases a heavy sigh, "I'm scared that it might happen to you, Travis. We lost Mother and Father before, and I...I don't want to lose you like we lost them. So I thought that if we'd catch our parents' killer...no one would harm our kingdom."

Travis's eyes softened. "Hey...you won't lose me, sis."

Travis climbs off the table, taking a seat beside her and flashing his signature smile at her. "In fact, we'll make Mother and Father proud. We can start by becoming great leaders to our people."

Taylor forces a small smile. "Thanks, Travis."

"Say...wanna keep searching?" Travis asks.

"You bet." Taylor beams.

The next morning, Taylor is seen sleepily snoring on her bed. She and her brother had gone to sleep at around three in the morning, so they barely got enough sleep.

The door to her bedroom slammed open, and the Royal Advisor, Aleister angrily stormed inside.

"Princess Taylor, your sleeping habits are completely intolerable!" Aleister yells.

Taylor groans, removing her sleeping mask. "What's the big deal?"

"Don't act like a fool, Princess Taylor." Aleister glares at her. "You've overslept, yet again!"

Taylor yawns, rising up from her canopy bed. "Yeah, yeah...Sorry 'bout that."

Aleister sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose as he shakes his head. "I'm quite disappointed in you, Princess Taylor."

"Well, I'll leave you be to dress properly for breakfast." said Aleister, walking off to exit the room. "I'll be expecting you to be in the Dining Hall in the next few minutes."

Taylor sighs as her advisor leaves. A dark-skinned beauty enters the grand bedroom, wearing a pale-orange maid dress with white frills.

"Your Highness," the maid politely curtsied.

"There's no need for the formalities, Grace..." Taylor says.

"O-Oh...I see." Grace meekly responds. "Here...let me help you prepare for breakfast, Princess."

"Taylor's just fine." said the young princess.

"I understand, Pri--I mean, Taylor." Grace quickly corrects herself.

Taylor smiles and takes a seat in front of her vanity, while Grace begins to brush her pale-blonde hair.

In the Dining Hall, Travis drums his fingers on the table, glancing around the room to find something that'd entertain him. Aleister enters, looking stressed. "Aleister," said Travis, snapping his head up to look at him. "Where's Taylor?" Aleister sighed, taking a seat across him. "She is still preparing, as usual. Your sister has been late seven days straight."

"That's my sister for you," Travis sheepishly laughs.

Aleister simply blinks.

"Uh...never mind." Travis awkwardly says, scratching the back of his head.

So, @holly-park inspired me to make a recipe-inspired text post...

MC:

1. Get bread, ham, and cheese. 2. Put them together. 3. Eat it. 4. Forget that one had eaten it multiple times before. 5. See in mind exactly when everyone will make and eat a sandwich before and in the future.

Seraxa:

1. The Va’anti had been doing sandwiches the same way for years. 2. Threaten the Catalysts who say there’s a better way. 3. Maybe the Va’anti’s sandwich is good, but so are the Catalyst sandwiches. 4. Eat all of ‘em. Why discriminate?

Jake:

1. Get bread, ham, and cheese. 2. Put them together. 3. Call the Sandwich “Wannabe Subway”. 4. Eat it.

Sean:

1. Get bread, ham, and cheese. 2. Put them together. 3. Give it to MC. 4. Repeat #1-3 till everyone else has a sandwich. 5. Make one for self. 6. Eat it.

Estela:   

1. Get bread, ham, and cheese. 2. Lila takes the ingredients and throws into the trash under Rourke’s orders. 3. Turn Lila into a sandwich. 4. Eat that sandwich.

Zahra:

1. “Craig, I’m too busy building the next supercomputer. Make it for me.” 2. “Sure, hon.” 3. Eat sandwich.

Quinn:

1. Get nearly expired bread, ham, and cheese. 2. Know the sandwich won’t last, but will hold on to it anyway. 3. Friends will take a trip through time to make sandwich edible. 4. Eat the sandwich. 5. Was it really the same sandwich?

Diego:

1. Get bread, ham, and cheese for crush. 2. Put them together. 3. Think about adding tomato slices...and onions. 4. Think maybe crush wouldn’t like it and drops tomato and onions into the floor. 5. Regret that decision. 5 second rule? 6. Nah, he’s good.   

Lila:

1. Get bread, ham, and cheese under Rourke’s specifications. 2. Put them together according to Rourke’s policy. 3. Commit murder. 4. Rourke now says she can eat.  

Aleister:

1. Get handed a sandwich. 2. Refuse it. 3. Get own bread, ham, and cheese. 4. Put them together and calls it “Sandwich Jr.”. 5. Toss the original sandwich 6. Eat the new one.

Grace:

1. Get bread, ham, and cheese. 2. Mom says it ain’t good enough. 3. Get new bread, ham, and cheese. 4. Put them together. 5. Mom says it ain’t good enough. 6. Research online on best ingredient gathering techniques 7. Finally, puts bread, ham, and cheese together. 8. Eats it. 9. Say to oneself that it ain’t good enough. 10. Smash a few cars. IT AIN’T GOOD ENOUGH. 11. Feel better.

Rourke:

1. Find the best bread, ham, and cheese in the world. 2. Spend money to ensure that bread, ham, and  cheese are secured. 3. Get resistance from own team. 4. Kill them. 5. Build time machine to get the best bread, ham, and cheese in the world and in history. 6. See Silas Prescott one up you. 7. Time to get naked and into a tube of lime Jello.

Olivia:

1. Make, in a lab, the best sandwich in the world. 2. Immediately regret it.  3. Too late. 

Cetus:

1.Find best humans in the world. 2. Find bread. 3. Put them together. 4. Eat it.  5. Regret not putting ranch dressing.

Raj:

1. Get white wine. Sandwiches always go with wine. 2. Get tons of bread, cheese, and ham. 3. Put them together into 10 sandwiches. 4. Get distracted by wine. 5. Forget about the sandwiches and finish the bottle.

Craig:

1. “Zahra, it’s your turn to make me a sandwich.” 2. “Buzz off.” 3. Get sandwich from Sean instead.

Michelle: