Epic Throne Battle

[DarkTheImmortal]

*makes milkshake, makes sure no alcohol, and brings it to mini*
Here you go.
*Picks up tip*
jeez, these tips just keep getting bigger and bigger.

[minime]

Thank you, and it's only fair, i'm keeping you from going to bed right now, anyway sleep well you guys.

*heads back upstairs and gets in bed next to the sleeping pup, i turn on the TV and sit there drinking my milkshake*

[DarkTheImmortal]

*heads to room, changes into pajamas and crawls into bed*
I love this bed, so comfortable.

[BasettLord]

*Comes up from office downstairs* Ah it appears that I missed the birth. Even I must get my sleep. (Both irl and In character.) Well at least Jahar and family made it through the night. He should not have ran the way he did, though I can't really blame him. If he wants to avoid anything bad he must be confined to a bed for the rest of the day and a wheelchair for a week. I doubt he'll listen to a medical professional though. Ah well we'll be there for him whatever the case. Hmm none of the staff seems to be up I don't want to wake anyone. *Prepares an plate of bacon, hashbrowns, and eggs. Along with a glass of virgin grapefruit juice.*

[Bon]

*Gets up off the throne*

I see i fell asleep on the throne again, stuff always happens when i sleep

*Walks over to the bas and pours myself some english breakfast tea*

some nice tea to help me wake up in the morning

*Heads back to the throne and puts on Game of Thrones*

Time for a Game of Thrones Marathon

[BasettLord]

*Sits next to bon.* Mmmm good food, good seat, good friends. Now that the craziness is not happening right at this moment, I'm going to relax and watch these people fail to be good leaders.

[Butterscotch]

*comes downstairs*

Milkshake time.

[SirJahar]

*Slips out of bed and gets dressed while checking on the baby.
finishing that, he heads over to his computer, and hooks up a printer, and hits run on a program tucked away in a folder on his desktop.
He enters the bar with a stack of envelops.*
Lets see, Schradieck, Butterscotch, Amilia, Mythal,Thadius, Rookie, Stryder, I think that's everyone.
Paychecks, folks.

Oh, and your milkshake, Butterscotch. Here you go.

[Butterscotch]

Oh yeah! I work here! Thanks Jahar!

How's breadcrumb?

[SirJahar]

Damien. And was fine when I checked on him.

[Butterscotch]

I'm sure Amilia agreed to call him breadcrumb

*pockets the money*

[minime]

*Slips out of bed and gets dressed while checking on the baby.
finishing that, he heads over to his computer, and hooks up a printer, and hits run on a program tucked away in a folder on his desktop.
He enters the bar with a stack of envelops.*
Lets see, Schradieck, Butterscotch, Amilia, Mythal,Thadius, Rookie, Stryder, I think that's everyone.
Paychecks, folks.

Oh, and your milkshake, Butterscotch. Here you go.

What about me, i'm your main chef and medic

[SirJahar]

Ah, it was stuck between Thadius and Rookie. Sorry about that.

[Butterscotch]

So..how do you want breadcrumb to grow? Want him to be a doctor? Follow in his fathers footsteps?

[minime]

Ok, sorry i wasn't there to heal you up after last night

I'll try better next time.