#nursedrhymes

Avenger had been a Servant of Chaldea for about a week now. He’d met and interacted with a number of Servants; some he hated, some he tolerated, and some he was even intrigued by... But the moment he laid eyes upon this young Caster sitting in the library, Avenger found himself perplexed. There was something VERY unusual about her... Slowly, the Count walked closer. “...You’re quite young to be a Heroic Spirit.”

[[Hey, it’s a Nursery Rhyme from my good friend @nursedrhymes  ]]

    Disappointment now masking the anger that began to swell. Hyde is officially a dead man. “Caster. You are no longer allowed to be around Hyde.” Picking the girl up, Saber sat the girl on the counter as he prepared a bar of soap. “I would like to apologize to you for doing this but saying all those bad words has caused you to be punished.” Handing her the bar of soap, emerald hues closed for a moment. “As punishment, you are to put this bar of soap in your mouth for 5 minutes.”

“Where did you get it from, Miss Rhyme? It looks cool!” It reminded her of Mister Emiya Assassin or Mister Emiya Alter. But they were loud, so Abigail was happy using her keys and tentacles instead. “Are you an Archer class now?”

“Even a child...Are you forced to fight often?”

      “Batter up, this is my true noble phantasm. Not the Umbra Star.”

The pitter-patter of little feet caught Mash by surprise while she was enjoying another novel in her backlog list, lowering her book to catch a glimpse of Nursery Rhyme holding up a freshly-baked chocolate chip cookie. “Aww, really? You used my recipe?” She has her own recipe, yes, but given her other duties in Chaldea she’s left the weight of kitchen duty to the more capable hands (namely one Archer and two Berserkers). The kid’s earned some soft pats on the head, clearly happy she thought of Shielder when she made the snack. “Good girl! Did Emiya-san or Cat-san help you out in making these?”

“You’re like ten, what are you gonna do?” He picked the child up by the back of her collar. “Go find someone else to bother, kid.”