” What a sweet little thing, it would be a shame if something happend to her..” He mumbled, almost like he was talking to himself and looked away, turning his head in miss Elsa’s direction once again. ” Why not here? We can sit, drink a little..what is it? Schnaps?” His voice calm and polite but the mocking in it could not be overheard. ” A good friend helped me to get some, very disturbing informations about something your children would be very interested to hear about.” Dandy walked slowly through the room, observing all the things standing around. With a skillfull sweep he turned around again and gave her a superior smile. ” Let’s get something to drink first, shall we?” Dandy looked over Elsa’s shoulder and eyed the small lady in the back.
"–No.“ One single word, one expression. Anger. Elsa watched the boy walk around her tent and shook her head slowly at his little suggestion. If he did find out things about her dark past, she wanted to make sure that none of her freaks could find out about them as well. They would never be able to look at her again. To look up at her, their ringleader, their mother. "We are going to take a little walk. Sadly, I ran out of Schnaps, yesterday. You’re too late.” So, without waiting for his reply, she gestured to the tent’s exist and wrapped one of her lavish shawls around her shoulders. “Get out, come on.”
I'm German too, so I don't use a translator to make Elsa babble in her native language. As it's MY first language too, I'd like to apologize for the silly English mistakes I make.
Doing some language / business studies.
Old soul, bookworm, part time vegetarian, Stevie Nicks freak, always eager to travel.
Sometimes, when I'm really bored, I take icon requests. Don't be shy to ask!
Oh, and, whenever you see this silly cupcake down there, you'll know that the mun's talking, not Elsa.
That's it, I guess. I hope you haven't expected something special here. You're awesome.
