A request I got from a user on tumblr
It was midday in Valentine and the streets were bustling with people. Vendors were calling out to potential customers, offering deals and savings that ‘only a fool would pass by’. Horses clomped down the streets and children where scurrying. You walked holding onto Arthur’s arm, the pair of you weaving through crowds and people.
“I just don’t see why we always end up being the errand boys,” Arthur complained.
“I think we can blame Miss Grimshaw for that,” you told him. “I’ve never been one to hold my tongue when it comes to her attitude. She asks you to accompany me to disguise my punishment as a nice outing.”
“Then it sounds like I have you to thank for my muddy boots then.”
“Oh don’t worry, if you’re that concerned about your boots I’m sure I can find another willing chaperone.”
You looked off innocently, pretending to ignore the squ