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Fantasy Magic Brew Cafè (CLOSED)

Akira frowned slightly wondering if she scared Estelle, Alexander stood up as Akira pulled out her key throwing it opening a portal. She turned to them with a smile. "After you" she said stepping aside slightly beaming.
 
"Come on," Oliver murmured, stepping through without hesitating, stumbling out moments later on the other side, nearly toppling over his own feet.
 
Ellie smiled brightly, laying her head on Vincent's shoulder. Once they were gone Ellie smiled, "Finally some sleep tonight," she smiled happily.
 
"Yeah," Vincent sighed, running a hand over his face, looking over the now empty cafe, "That would actually be nice, however, Ollie didn't seem too happy about this 'sleepover'" He chuckled softly.
 
"He'll learn to like it," she snickered, going back up stairs yawning, "We coud probably go back to bed,"Ellie smirked.


Estelle screeched, landing on top of Oliver looking around. "What was that!? That was awesome!!!!!!" she screeched.
 
"Hopefully," Vincent laughed, before grabbing her by the waist, pulling her in closer, "And yes, yes we could."


Oliver let out a high pitched yelp as he was knocked to the floor, "You're going to knock my teeth out some day," He told her, placing his forehead against the cold, stone floor, "Or actually give me a concussion." He turned around and pushed her in the side, "Gerroff!"
 
Estelle squeaked, laughing turning to face Oliver, "Sorry twist!" She laughed smiling brightly at him. "So, where your room that Akira babbles on about?" Estelle asked.


Ellie smiled, " The cafe can stay closed for a few extra hours," Ellie smiled, burying her face in Vinny's neck.
 
"Um... It's around the corner and fifty steps to the left, and then around another corner past the portrait with the fairy who has a wart on her nose, and then seventy steps to the right and then four somersaults straight forward." Oliver explained, getting up from the floor, dusting himself off, "It's kinda hard to find, actually." He admitted with a sheepish shrug.
 
"Uggghhhhh!!!! walking!!" Estelle groaned, "This is why i hate castles!" she seethed. SHe put down her bag, and began pulling stuff out until she reached her broom. "Hop on, your the navigator," Estelle demanded.
 
Akira popped through the Portal with Alexander. She raised her eyebrow seeing Estelle pull out her Broom "I swear everytime we end up going through we get stuck" she grumbled she then sighed "Be careful if your flying to Oliver's room" @Elfia Nightwing @Cryobionic
 
The imp shrugged, and hopped on the broom, pulling his hood tighter around his face so it wouldn't fly off, "It's out of here, and to the... left, I think." He told the witch, pointing over her shoulder, "And then to the right.
 
"Ok!" Estelle smiled, zooming off in the directions Oliver pointed out. "Just tell me when!" Estelle laughed, zooming down the halls at what seemed like the speed of light.
 
"Right!" Oliver called out as they came to a corner, and Estelle turned it so hard he nearly flew off. Hopefully the witch wasn't ticklish, as he was clutching her sides with an iron grip in an effort to not slide off the end. This had been much more comfortable when he had hung up side down from his tail. "Up!" He shouted, as they came to a staircase.
 
"Ok!" Estelle laughed, zooming up the stairs, looking at Oliver confused, "You ok twist!?" she shouted, her hair wriggling madly in the wind.
 
"It's here," Oliver giggled, pointing over her shoulder at a door to their left, "And yeah, I'm fine. I'm just not used to riding a broom right side up, is all." He snickered as he got off, "Plus, I'm used to being underground, not above." He joked lamely.
 
Estelle poked, his forehead, jumping off the broom expertly, halting them instantly. " awesome!" she smirked, opening the door raising a eyebrow. "She gave you a toybox? What are you 6?" she laughed.
 
"I think, according to her, I am." Oliver giggled, walking inside, his hands stuffed into his pockets. It was weird, having someone else in his room, and for some inexplicable reason, he wasn't sure he was all the way comfortable with having someone else in his space, "It's empty, I think. Honestly, I haven't looked in it." He shrugged, sitting himself down cross-legged on the floor.
 
Estelle smiled, opening up the box, pouting when she saw it was truly empty. "Man... I was hoping Akira left something good in here," she pouted. She looked up from the empty box to rest her eyes on the bookshelf. "You've got Oliver Twist!" Estelle smiled brightly pulling the book from it's shelf.
 
"I can't have a bookshelf without my namesake in there," Oliver snickered, pulling his legs up against his chest as he watched her go through his stuff, "But honestly, you're probably the first person to ever touch that book. Or open the toybox. I mostly just sleep in here." He shrugged.
 
"Well, I wouldn't know what do do with all of this stuff, really," Oliver admitted, gesturing to the room as a whole, "I mean, the only thing I ever really owned before moving in here was a pair of shoes." The corners of his lips tilted upward in a grin as he tilted his head to look at her again.
 
"Really!?" Estelle had climbed to the top of the bookcase and was peering down at Oliver from below. She kicked her legs playfully, tilting her head as she hummed a random french song.
 
"Yeah," Oliver nodded, laughing at her odd position, "We imp-folk don't really get much to call our own. And when you think about it, it doesn't make sense that we really would." He giggled.
 
"Because you're servants," she completed, jumping down so she was on the ground again. It was weird, how Oliver was a few inches shorter than her, even though most boys her age were taller than her already. :
 

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