The Main Story.

"My point is, legendary objects should never get in the wrong hands. And I just so happen to know how to obtain and hide items very well. So, why not help the world a little bit?"

"Since when do you HELP the world?" Rosalina asked.

"I don't help the world. I keep the world from killing itself." Hope said, grinning. "And it's never a bad thing to be in possesion of powerful items."

(WHY HELLO THERE PEOPLE)

"True.. true.." Rosa said.

((I suggest we do a timeskip.))

((That would be delightful!)

((I agree. To where?))

Jasper was dressed in his finest clothes with his Court Engineer brooch on his magenta-coloured lapel. He was very nervous. Henry was lounging in his room. He was standing with his hands behind his back, next to Matt. He didn't like gala's. He saw Joseph chasing a few royal kids and laughing.

''Well, Ravena...what are you waiting for? We haven't got all night.''Said Theodore who was wearing a suit that..just..didn't fit..''And don't you dare make fun of me.''He threatened, though the suit was making it rather difficult for him to be taken siriusly.

''I'm not coming out.''Said Matt, who had locked herself in her room to the person who had knocked on it (That's, well,....anyone's cue..)


Camille was sitting in the ballroom, reading, making sure her mother didn't see her.

"I am done...now" Ravena said as she put her necklace around her neck. She gave him a dazzling smile. "Would I ever make fun of you?" she said as grabbed her coat and laid it around her shoulders. "Shall we?"

Jasper noticed Matt wasn't there, as he had thought. He took this chance to go and knock on her door, getting the answer soon enough.
"Why not?" Jasper, who still wasn't comfortable with the idea of having an apprentice, asked.

To this Theodore nodded firmly as he escorted Ravena to the Ballroom.


''I..I look hideous...''Mumbled Matt

"Have you seen the Duchess Longerwood?" Jasper said, trying to console her. "Don't worry and just have fun this night." Not that he was going to have fun.

Ravena, who had never been to a royal ball before, gasped at the sea of people. Rich people.
"Is it always like this?" she asked.

''Hhhmpf, okay then..''Muttered Matt as she unlocked the door an stepped out, wearing the frilliest most pink and fluffiest dress known to man kind, even her deamon had a pink bowtie. ''This.was.not. my. idea.''


''Oh, yes it is, now come with me..It is time to 'socialize.'''Said Theo as he guided her to one side of the room.

"Whose was it?" Jasper asked, hiding his laughter behind his hand.

Ravena nodded, looking around with wide eyes. She knew how to socialize, but she was still nervous about this whole affair.

A ball. Such a small word for such a big thing. A big, weird thing. A lot of people coming together to talk about things they don't really care about and to do some forced dance nobody really can properly do, while wearing uncomfortable clothes. Still, it's a good place to get information, Hope thought. He didn't have any trouble getting past the guard. He couldn't really deny him acces, since he had lost the list attendees. It was a very long list, and it was a bothersome job to steal it from him and hide it without him noticing anything.

Hope didn't even know what or who he was looking for at the ball. All he could hope for (oh, how ironic) is to catch a conversation about one of the artifacts. He had left the bronze Pocketwatch at the store, but he did take the huntersknife of Stanna with him. He had found the thing a few weeks earlier. It was used by a butcher, who used it to chop up the livestock. The man didn't have a clue what he had in his possession. The tin knife looked fragile, but there wasn't a scratch on it. No matter what happened to it, it never got dull. But now that he had stolen two of the artifacts, rumors about them started going around the city. Countless shops now try to sell fakes and copies, and that made it much harder to find them than before...

''I don't know really, Mary((random servant)) gave it to me. I bet Joseph set 'er up to this.... And..well..humf..let's go then.''Muttered Matt, who was now slouching towards the Ballroom, hopefully followed by Jasper. Who had seemed just as uncomfortable as she was,which was some kind of comfort, at least.

Teddy let go of her arm now and headed towards a lot of people sitting. He clenched his fist as he took in his surroundings, so many lazy ignorant fools! He thought to himself.The gross of them where unworthy of their fancy titles, too busy with their own desires,their looks. He continued, demeaningly. It was then that he noticed The Hair. He had always despised the Lady Florentine-Cunninghamme yet he had never been in a positoin to do anything about it. ''Well,-''He muttered under his breath.''I hope you enjoy this evening..for it will be one of your last''He added a small chuckle there which caused several 'Prissypants' as he called them mentally to look up at him questionably, raising an eyebrow. Theodore ignored this, after all they weren't worth his precious time, and decided he wanted to get to know The Hair better.


Looking up from her book, as she did every few minutes for dancing people in colourful attire were rather revulsive, she noticed someone who ,despite his best efforts she assumed, just didn't fit in. It wasn't exactly like he stood out either, though..It was more like he blended in too perfectly. He was wearing a suit ((at least I am assuming that, Alex..)) and a top hat, but something just wasn't quite right. And then she spotted it, the red jewel dangling from the aforementioned hat. It looked so foreign yet so familiar and at that point Camille wasn't focussing on the man anymore. Solely on the red memory dangling from it. For she had seen it before, she was sure of it.
She was rudely interrupted in her reflections by the book which had ever so gently slipped from her lap. As she reached down to pick it up, she accidentally fell from her chair and practically 'rolled' in to the few people in her immediate surroundings. Which caused one or two of them to topple over as well and resulted in four ball gowns covering each other, but not so covering the undergarments of two of the victims. And of course the people surrounding them , laughing their derrières off. From under a lot of cussing, admittedly not very fitting, and heaps of fabric, emerged a now totally red-in-the-face Camille. Who tried to stammer out apologies but unfortunately didn't get very far and earned a lot of foul looks, some amused looks and a lot of name calling from the people, and deamons, surrounding her. Charlie had sought refuge under her dress which wasn't really helping, but not too handicapping for her too walk away from the mess she had caused, and so she did. Luckily most of the attention had been diverted by a Lady in her mid-twenties who had started to cry, over her slightly crumpled dress. Yes, there still where those kinds of people.
Mentally cursing herself for being such a fool, Camille walked away,not really knowing where she was heading. Although that became more clear as she reached the huge doors that lead to the Royal Library. Scurrying with her skirt up to an unorthodox manner (but hey, she was alone and it sure as Auerea made scurrying a whole lot easier) which revealed the Badger who had clamped himself on to her leg. As soon as she found a book, for she had left her other one in the ballroom, she remembered with a sigh, she nestled onto a comforable arm chair and..DUN DUN DUN..began reading.

Oh, sure, it had been amusing to watch. But after a few moments ,Vivian realized the poor victims where merely milking it, and admittedly stole the spotlight from her. Which is not something that amused her.So she decided to move on to another group of people, when she felt a light pat on the shoulder. She turned around, flashing a dashing smile, which only half faded as she realised who wanted her attention. For it was her aunt,The Lady Florentine-Cunninghamme,and also her neighbor, probably more commonly known as the Hair. Which was, admitted Vivian, a rather..erm.. fitting name. At this particular evening the hair was as tall as always, tough shaped to adorn the seal of Cunninghamme, which Vivian could imagine, was something to be proud of. And braided with fragrant purple flowers, the size of a child's fist and many tiny, sparkling lights. As she stood there talking to Vivian,it started towering over her aforementioned cousin. ''...aren't you, Vivian darling?''Was the sentence that had awoken her from her reflections on The Hair's hair. ''Oh, please do excuse me, my Lady, what was it you asked me? I was merely intrigued by the splendor of your hair. ''Replied Vivian, after deciding to go with a flattering version of the truth plus the adding of some big words, Vivian hoped would ease her aunt's mood, for she probably didn't understand half of it. She was almost as dimwitted as her daughter, Vivian's cousin. ''Oh, well, why a-thank you.''Smiled The Hair. ''I was merely telling the Lady Gloria Wyth-''She said, motioning her hand toward the elderly lady next to her. A motion which caused her to almost slap a man in the face. Admittedly a very round face, which had a smile that looked like it was plastered on it and never actually seemed to reach his eyes.'' how youdumndumndnumdnum.''The rest of the sentence was yet again not picked up by Vivian as she noticed the spoiled Tinnerbastard ((Matt)) walk in with the most pink frilly and fluffiest dress she had ever seen (and trust me, that says a lot) but more importantly a, to her yet unknown, young man. It was obviously the young man which had attracted her attention since she utterly despised Matt. ''Do excuse me my lady, I fear I will have to leave you know.''Murmured Vivian, who was already walking towards Matt, and friend. Once she reached them, she received a loathing yet curious look from Matt as she started speaking to her. ''Oh, hell-o Mathilda!''Squealed Vivian, seemingly delighted. ''How are you doing, girl, and what a bea-ti-fu dress you're wearing.''She added, emphasizing each syllable by speaking slowly, as if she was speaking to a toddler. ''What do you want.''Grunted Matt, not amused. 'Oh, silly, I just wanted to say hiii.''Fake-chuckled Vivian as she ruffled the 'Tinnergirl''s hair. ''Don't you look adowabwe!''
''Bugger of Vivian.''Retorted Matt, admittedly rather curious.
Brushing Matt's last answer off, Vivian turned to Jasper, seemingly surprised. ''Oh, why hello there.''She said, her voice lowering slightly. ''Aren't you going to introduce us Matty?''Demanded the Lady.
''Ow...right..this is Jasper the new court engineer, and I am his apprentice.''Added Matt with significant pride.''Oh, and Jasper, this is Vivi-''continued Matt, but she was rudely interrupted by Vivian. ''Oh, well, Matty.''She giggled. ''I do think there ought to be a Lady somewhere.''
''Oh, yeah sure..riiight, Lady Vivian Elizabeth Higgs Cotrell..a-tha firrst.''Said Matt, clearly annoyed.
Vivian reached her hand out towards Jasper, expecting him to plant a kiss on it, and looked up from under her eyelashes. Her Deamon Aphrodite, a Hare, had hopped over to Henry and began staring at him with her big brown-hare eyes.

Ravena followed Teddy around, very nervous. She felt uncomfortable around those Golders and she got even more nervous as she was almost caught in the domino of falling ladies.
"Theodore" she whispered, "where are you going?" Suddenly, the hairs on the back of her neck raised and she looked around.

Jasper had quickly decided that he didn't like Vivian. He planted a quick kiss on Vivian's hand and backed off. Henry gave Aphrodite a glare, meanwhile. Jasper liked Matt; she was witty and friendly and he didn't like Vivian's attitude towards Matt.
"Nice to meet you, m'lady" he said. "Matt, do you know where...eh...where I have left my collection of....mechanic animals for the performance tonight?" he said, trying to find an excuse to ditch Vivian.

Joseph was hiding for his maid and slipped into the library. He turned around and saw Camille.
"Oh" he said. "Hey..." He was awkward around girls but the nine year old had crush on Camille.

''Ravena, darling, why don't you go....make yourself..useful..and..go..annoy someone else.''Mumbled Theodore in Ravena's ear.

Vivian squealed. ''Ooh, of courrrse.''She purred. ''You're the court engineer! I've always found it sooo interesting.''

''Oh, yeah...erm...riiiiight.'' Said Matt, as she tugged his sleeve.

Camille sat up straight immediately. ''Oh, h-hi Joseph, you eh..startled me a little bit.''She mumbled.

Ravena wanted to protest but nodded meekly and sat down somewhere else. She still felt uncomfortable around here, and doubted that it would change.

"Yes....Excuse us" Jasper said with a small nod-bow-thing. "We should be preparing our performance right now." And Jasper pulled Matt with him, trying to find the King to ask what kind of performance he wanted that night.

"I hadn't expected you to eh...be here, miss Camille" Joseph said. He had started blushing. "Isn't the ball to your liking?"

'Oh...okay..then.''Mumbled Vivian who had been left behind and felt very left behind, as she returned to the crowd. Looking for a familiar face she nearly squealed when she found one. That face belonging to Ravena. She walked up to her.



''No. O-h, w-e-ll, I-I didn't m-m-m-m-ean it l-like that...it's just..d-dancing..not r-really my thing...''Stammered Camille.''But erm, w-what are y-you doing here?''

"One of my servants was looking for me, so I decided to hide here" Joseph said as he sat down on the ground. "I don't like dancing either..."

Ravena didn't see Vivian coming yet.

Camille smiled as she scooted over'' You can sit here. If you'd like.'
(Yay for not stuttering!)

Vivian walked over to Ravena and gently touched her shoulder.

Ravena looked up and gave Vivian a meek smile. "Oh Vivian, how are you doing?" she said, glancing at Theodore who was still with the Hair.

"Oh, thank you" Joseph said as he sat down on the couch. "How come you didn't stutter now?" he asked, with big curious eyes.

Mercury was watching from the shadows. He scanned the crowd and then she saw the top-hat'ed {twixassin} man. He was dressed in white garb. He felt a weird aura emanating from him.