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Veri paused mid-swing and set down the hammer she was using and smiled at Roxy.

"A new one? Really? Well then, let’s give him a warm welcome, hm?" Veri finished working the metal and set it aside to cool, then stepped outside and breathed deeply. "It was getting a bit stuffy in there. And a muffin sounds nice right about now." She grinned and made her way to the house, occasionally pausing to stretch.

Grim had shown Starshine his room, setting the books down on the bed and had set down some basic rules, which boiled down to “be nice, don’t make a mess, do your chores, and don’t do something stupid.”

"And don’t forget, Starshine. You’re here because the Princess believed you capable of greatness. While I am your teacher, only you can show others how great you are. Other than that, dinner will be ready around six o’clock tonight. Today is a free day, so enjoy it." Starshine nodded and got to work on unpacking his things.

Roxy gave an excited nod, hopping in place when she said she’d leave to greet him. “He’s being shown his room right now, but I’m sure he’d love to meet you. He seems a bit enrvous but I just wonder if he’s here because of the same circumstances as I, or if he’s in training for something. Who knows, but it’s not my bizz to pry!” Once inside, roxy floated a muffin over to verdi and had her magic pour her a refreshing glass of cold milk.

"To wash it down with of course! Oh, I’ll be right with you! I have to write a letter. "

She took a parchment and a quill and began to write.

'Dearest Sister Scarlet.

I received your letter. I’m glad to hear from you. Things are going smooth and I’ve learned a lot since my last letter sent. We just got a new tennant, a stallion named starshine. he’s hear to learn under the same teacher as I am. I wonder what he’s training for. i bet it’s for something cool. I perfected my teleportation spell and I’m trying not to abuse the power. I don’t want to become lazy again! Hehe!

Your little sister, Roxanne.

P.S: I will keep the fruits and veggies thing in mind. And if it’s about that, shhhhh. ://)’


She wrapped it up and put a ribbon around it,. If she hurried,s he could get it to the post office to send really quick.

'I'll be right back, grim. I'm going to send sis my ltter scroll the old fashion way.' she thought up to him and shut the door behind her.

Grim nodded to himself and smiled, then headed downstairs to get dinner started. While he was busy in the kitchen, he decided to listen in on Starshine, who had gone for a walk outside soon after unpacking.

Starshine looked around the grounds, noticing a large garden in the back. He headed for it and saw it filled with well-kept flower beds, a farm plot, and a collection of statues. All the statues were of dragons and ponies either fighting each other or working together against an enemy. They all featured Grim. This did not sit well with Starshine, as each statue had a plaque on its base, which detailed the year it showcased.

He walked along the path, staring in awe at each plaque as the dates rolled further back in time. Finally, he came to an ancient wall, showcasing a battle between what appeared to be Luna, Celestia, and Discord. He had seen the stained glass windows in the castle showing a similar scene, but they weren’t as detailed as this mural was.

"Wow…"

Grim, having been “watching” for the past few hours, had already finished cooking dinner, and rang the bell to signal that it was ready. He knew Starshine could hear it, and that the stallion would be here on time.

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Starshine sighed softly, his worries relieved for a bit. He took a bite of the muffin and sipped some of the tea, thanking her for both.

"I’ll be honest, I half expected him to drop a mountain of work on me, or turn me away. From how it sounds, he’s a nice guy once you get to know him."

"True enough, true enough. And, by the way, I do have a "mountain of work" for you." Grim had walked into the kitchen while Starshine was talking, carrying a small library’s worth of books behind him. He nodded to the collection, then motioned for Starshine to follow him. "We’re going to head up to your new room, Starshine. Your room is your space, but please keep it clean. I’d rather not clean up a mess that isn’t mine." Grim started up the stairs, checking behind him every now and then to make sure Starshine was following.

"Roxy, would you kindly head out to the forge and let Veri know that we have a new student?"

if the stallion thought he wouldn’t put him to work immediately, he would be sadly unfortunate. She knew grim all this time since she arrived, and knew he wouldn’t be treated any differently, but be tought the skills he’d need—for whatever it is he was needed for.

"Of course, sensei! Oh, is his room the one I think it is?" When she got a confirmation, she removed the stallions bag around her neg and had it teleported onto his bed neatly. She trotted happily out towards the fordge. It was bright out, the promise of a good day! She knocked three times before entering.

"Miss Verdi. We have a new house mate. A stallion named starshine. Grim—er I mean sensei, wanted me to let you know." Oh shoot, she should’ve brought her one of the muffins she baked. "I have muffins in the house if you’d fancy one!"

Veri paused mid-swing and set down the hammer she was using and smiled at Roxy.

"A new one? Really? Well then, let’s give him a warm welcome, hm?" Veri finished working the metal and set it aside to cool, then stepped outside and breathed deeply. "It was getting a bit stuffy in there. And a muffin sounds nice right about now." She grinned and made her way to the house, occasionally pausing to stretch.

Grim had shown Starshine his room, setting the books down on the bed and had set down some basic rules, which boiled down to “be nice, don’t make a mess, do your chores, and don’t do something stupid.”

"And don’t forget, Starshine. You’re here because the Princess believed you capable of greatness. While I am your teacher, only you can show others how great you are. Other than that, dinner will be ready around six o’clock tonight. Today is a free day, so enjoy it." Starshine nodded and got to work on unpacking his things.

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He smiled nervously as Roxy lead him into the house. The place was huge! He’d heard a lot of rumors about Grim, but they were focused on his attitude, diet, and age. He looked around a little, awed by the sheer amount of wealth within the house. He snapped back to attention when Roxy took his bags off of him and lead him towards the kitchen.

"Tea’s fine, thanks. My name is Starshine, and I’m… Nervous and kinda scared, too. See, there’s a lot of rumors going around in the ranks that Grim’s a mean old colt, and that he used to be Princess Celestia’s teacher, when she was young. You… Wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, right?" He smiled unevenly, a little scared by what answer he might get.

Ahh. So that was it, was it? She couldn’t blame him. The rumors went far and wide, some close to the truth, some far fetched. She began to brew him a nice cup of tea in his mug.

"Grim, from my personal experience—he seemed kind of cold at first. I had lived far away, with my sister in our country far away. I had heard of no such rumors. As days went on, he seems very serious, and takes work and lessons seriously." She turned to him.

"But it’s because he takes YOU seriously. He wants to be able to teach you, so you can do things you didn’t even think you could do! I had known things, but he took what I knew and expanded it to horizons I never thought possible. " She seemed to vanish and appeared on the other side of him.

"I never thought I could master the teleportation spell, let alone use it on myself. But it’s not only lessons you’ll learn here. He offers good life lessons. I’m able to focus more, despite my ADHD!" She set the cup on the table in front of him. She grinned, remembering grim had the ability to read minds. "Just—know he is full of surprises, and he might seem rough around the edges, but he does care about his students." She seemed to gleam with pride when talking about her sensei. Hew as probably listening in right now. His best bet was always to be honest with grim, cause from experience he could probably snufft he truth right out of his head. But that was the fun for grim to exploit, so she won’t spoil it.

"So, it’s okay to be nervous, starshine. I was too when I came here. But know it takes time and you can go at your own pace. He’s understanding." She went to the counter and got him a muffin.

"Also, food. Important to eat, so take this. I made it myself~" She clapped her hooves together and gave him a re-assuring smile. "Oh, and I talk a lot so if you have any questions, feel to ask okay?"

Starshine sighed softly, his worries relieved for a bit. He took a bite of the muffin and sipped some of the tea, thanking her for both.

"I’ll be honest, I half expected him to drop a mountain of work on me, or turn me away. From how it sounds, he’s a nice guy once you get to know him."

"True enough, true enough. And, by the way, I do have a "mountain of work" for you." Grim had walked into the kitchen while Starshine was talking, carrying a small library’s worth of books behind him. He nodded to the collection, then motioned for Starshine to follow him. "We’re going to head up to your new room, Starshine. Your room is your space, but please keep it clean. I’d rather not clean up a mess that isn’t mine." Grim started up the stairs, checking behind him every now and then to make sure Starshine was following.

"Roxy, would you kindly head out to the forge and let Veri know that we have a new student?"

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It had been a few weeks since he had assigned Roxy something to do that wasn’t “practice what I’ve taught you”. He figured it was time for a new lesson. Before he could piece one together, someone knocked at his front door. He got up and answered it, seeing a dark blue stallion, whose coat seemed to mirror the night sky, standing on his welcome mat. The stallion reached into his saddle bag and pulled out a sealed roll of parchment, with Luna’s seal on it.

Dear Grim Moire,

     It has come to my attention that you are a rather accomplished teacher, and that my sister has previously requested that Lady Roxanne be under your tutelage. I am making a similar request.

The stallion before you is a member of my newly-assigned guard, and he has pledged himself to be my personal aide. As his magical ability is, sadly, insufficient, I have sent him to be under your tutelage. When he is ready, return him to Canterlot so that he may fulfill his duties.

With great respect,

     Princess Luna


He finished reading the letter and motioned for the stallion to step inside. He had the stallion sit on the couch as he went to the base of the stairs and called out.

"Roxy! Can you come here, please?"

After pouring the coco for her sensei, and finishing most of the chores and cooking duties, she had sat at the tabel reading the letter her dearest sister had sent her. She had read it over for the sixth time when she heard her teacher summoning her over.

"Coming~" She chimed gleefully and trotted over, the spare cup for her sensei. It floating right behind her obediently. She crossing the living room to see a dark blue stallion standin in their doorway. She turned her head to Grimmoire. "Mail?" She asked curiously, peeking out at the stallion yet again. He didn’t seem like he was dressed for mail delivery.

"No, he’s not the mail pony. He’s a new student of mine. By Princess Luna’s orders, no less." He took the tea she brought with her, supplying a soft thank you as he did so. "Looks like you won’t be the only one studying anymore." He took a sip, then turned to his room.

"I’m going to go get some books for him. Would you kindly introduce yourself to him?"

"A new student?! Really?!" She excitedly looked over to her new housemate with a big happy grin, eyes shinning bright and red, like her sisters. "Of course sensei! I will!" She took a step back and motioned with her head. "Come on in! Oh, I’ll take your bags for you!" She gently lifted it off him and put it around her head.

"My name is Roxy! It’ll be a pleasure learning magic alongside you, Oh, come in come in. Would you like some tea? Or hot coco? If you like hot coco, we’d have to get you your own box, sensei loves hot coco in the afternoons." She lead him inside, shutting the door behind them and pulling out a nice white mug for him. "What’s your name?"

He smiled nervously as Roxy lead him into the house. The place was huge! He’d heard a lot of rumors about Grim, but they were focused on his attitude, diet, and age. He looked around a little, awed by the sheer amount of wealth within the house. He snapped back to attention when Roxy took his bags off of him and lead him towards the kitchen.

"Tea’s fine, thanks. My name is Starshine, and I’m… Nervous and kinda scared, too. See, there’s a lot of rumors going around in the ranks that Grim’s a mean old colt, and that he used to be Princess Celestia’s teacher, when she was young. You… Wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, right?" He smiled unevenly, a little scared by what answer he might get.

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It had been a few weeks since he had assigned Roxy something to do that wasn’t “practice what I’ve taught you”. He figured it was time for a new lesson. Before he could piece one together, someone knocked at his front door. He got up and answered it, seeing a dark blue stallion, whose coat seemed to mirror the night sky, standing on his welcome mat. The stallion reached into his saddle bag and pulled out a sealed roll of parchment, with Luna’s seal on it.

Dear Grim Moire,

     It has come to my attention that you are a rather accomplished teacher, and that my sister has previously requested that Lady Roxanne be under your tutelage. I am making a similar request.

The stallion before you is a member of my newly-assigned guard, and he has pledged himself to be my personal aide. As his magical ability is, sadly, insufficient, I have sent him to be under your tutelage. When he is ready, return him to Canterlot so that he may fulfill his duties.

With great respect,

     Princess Luna


He finished reading the letter and motioned for the stallion to step inside. He had the stallion sit on the couch as he went to the base of the stairs and called out.

"Roxy! Can you come here, please?"

After pouring the coco for her sensei, and finishing most of the chores and cooking duties, she had sat at the tabel reading the letter her dearest sister had sent her. She had read it over for the sixth time when she heard her teacher summoning her over.

"Coming~" She chimed gleefully and trotted over, the spare cup for her sensei. It floating right behind her obediently. She crossing the living room to see a dark blue stallion standin in their doorway. She turned her head to Grimmoire. "Mail?" She asked curiously, peeking out at the stallion yet again. He didn’t seem like he was dressed for mail delivery.

"No, he’s not the mail pony. He’s a new student of mine. By Princess Luna’s orders, no less." He took the tea she brought with her, supplying a soft thank you as he did so. "Looks like you won’t be the only one studying anymore." He took a sip, then turned to his room.

"I’m going to go get some books for him. Would you kindly introduce yourself to him?"

It had been a few weeks since he had assigned Roxy something to do that wasn’t “practice what I’ve taught you”. He figured it was time for a new lesson. Before he could piece one together, someone knocked at his front door. He got up and answered it, seeing a dark blue stallion, whose coat seemed to mirror the night sky, standing on his welcome mat. The stallion reached into his saddle bag and pulled out a sealed roll of parchment, with Luna’s seal on it.

Dear Grim Moire,

     It has come to my attention that you are a rather accomplished teacher, and that my sister has previously requested that Lady Roxanne be under your tutelage. I am making a similar request.

The stallion before you is a member of my newly-assigned guard, and he has pledged himself to be my personal aide. As his magical ability is, sadly, insufficient, I have sent him to be under your tutelage. When he is ready, return him to Canterlot so that he may fulfill his duties.

With great respect,

     Princess Luna


He finished reading the letter and motioned for the stallion to step inside. He had the stallion sit on the couch as he went to the base of the stairs and called out.

"Roxy! Can you come here, please?"

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Loki watched the other warily, wondering what they were exactly. A sorcerer, perhaps? Loki had once or twice traveled the astral plane, though he couldn’t recall ever encountering a door there that would lead one to someone else. Then again, the astral plane wasn’t really a practical place, Loki felt. 

He frowned a little at the other’s request, debating whether or not to give it a try. He was mildly curious though probably more cautious than that. He didn’t need any more problems in his life, though who’s to say this would end as a problem? He decided he would need more information before he could settle on a solid decision. “What manner of test do you speak of?” 

"A test of capability, survival, and creativity. To be precise, you will be given a set of rules to follow and a world to work with, as well as some simple tools to get started. As long as you are within the test, you will be bound by its rules. The test ends when the criteria for completion have been met. Do you accept?"

He tilted his head to the side, curious as to what the other would say.

"Survival…" Loki muttered. He already felt like every day of his life was a test of survival. Can he survive discovering he was a jotun? Well he tried to kill himself for that but he did, in fact, survive it. Can he survive being put away in a prison? He managed that. Can he survive being cut off from his family and being beaten by guards? That wasn’t particularly fun but he survived that as well. Can he survive being accused for murders and destruction of a realm that he did not commit? That wasn’t easy, but he did survive that. Can he survive an encounter with Thanos? That was certainly a no. Thanos had killed him. But his twin brought him back. Which brought him to another question… Can he survive the loss of one he loved with every fiber of his being? Barely… just barely. And he felt any day now would be the end. He was tired of surviving. He didn’t need any more tests to gauge his ability to survive. The most of it was luck… perhaps unfortunately so… 

He shook his head, “I will have to decline. I do not wish to partake any tests that challenge my ability to survive.” 

He frowned slightly, then nodded.

"Farewell, then. Please forgive my interruption, and have a pleasant day."

In about two seconds, he had faded away from sight, returning to his body. But not before leaving behind a strange crimson-colored stone, set into a pendant of gold.

Loki frowned in confusion. That was perhaps a strange encounter. Sudden. And the fact that the other just left made it almost suspicious. That was too easy. He wondered what the test would have entailed. By the sound of it… maybe the other was a powerful entity. If he were, then Loki was glad to be rid of him if it meant escaping any unneeded conflict. Yet at the same time, Loki wondered of his capabilities. He couldn’t help himself. He spent well over a thousand years studying magic and everything to do with it. A lot of things were impossible to accomplish even with magic on one’s side. Some of them were extremely difficult to accomplish. Over time, Loki had a set perspective of the way of things and was always confused or uncertain when something came along that seemed outside his ideas.

These days, while he was curious, he lacked the interest enough to learn more about something that seemed outside his ideas. He was too tired for such ventures. Perhaps when he was younger, he would gladly go find the witch that ate the children of dwarves or the dark elf that supposedly had something of a death touch, killing plants and animals that were so unfortunate to near it. He simply lacked the strength for such. 

He went back to eating his apple, occasionally glancing toward the hallway where last he saw that apparition, almost expecting him to return. He felt too unnerved to continue reading his book. Fidgeting where he stood, Loki eventually decided to go to his room and rest while watching television, hoping that would get his mind off the odd encounter. He washed his hands at the sink then turned to walk down the hall. It was then he encountered the red stone set in gold. He stared at it with confusion. It didn’t look familiar. Perhaps it was his wife’s? He knew her for a few months but that didn’t include all the jewelry pieces she had. It reminded him of the blood-colored ruby he once owned, sacrificed to save his life from an assassin. He picked it up to get a better look at it. 

The pendant thrums with power, similar to a heartbeat with it’s steady rhythm. The center of the stone seems to swirl and pulse, moving as if just pass the surface, it was actual blood being pumped around by a heart. If anyone were to ask about it, whoever had it in hand would say that the pendant has a pull to it, and wants someone, anyone to wear it.

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Loki watched the other warily, wondering what they were exactly. A sorcerer, perhaps? Loki had once or twice traveled the astral plane, though he couldn’t recall ever encountering a door there that would lead one to someone else. Then again, the astral plane wasn’t really a practical place, Loki felt. 

He frowned a little at the other’s request, debating whether or not to give it a try. He was mildly curious though probably more cautious than that. He didn’t need any more problems in his life, though who’s to say this would end as a problem? He decided he would need more information before he could settle on a solid decision. “What manner of test do you speak of?” 

"A test of capability, survival, and creativity. To be precise, you will be given a set of rules to follow and a world to work with, as well as some simple tools to get started. As long as you are within the test, you will be bound by its rules. The test ends when the criteria for completion have been met. Do you accept?"

He tilted his head to the side, curious as to what the other would say.

"Survival…" Loki muttered. He already felt like every day of his life was a test of survival. Can he survive discovering he was a jotun? Well he tried to kill himself for that but he did, in fact, survive it. Can he survive being put away in a prison? He managed that. Can he survive being cut off from his family and being beaten by guards? That wasn’t particularly fun but he survived that as well. Can he survive being accused for murders and destruction of a realm that he did not commit? That wasn’t easy, but he did survive that. Can he survive an encounter with Thanos? That was certainly a no. Thanos had killed him. But his twin brought him back. Which brought him to another question… Can he survive the loss of one he loved with every fiber of his being? Barely… just barely. And he felt any day now would be the end. He was tired of surviving. He didn’t need any more tests to gauge his ability to survive. The most of it was luck… perhaps unfortunately so… 

He shook his head, “I will have to decline. I do not wish to partake any tests that challenge my ability to survive.” 

He frowned slightly, then nodded.

"Farewell, then. Please forgive my interruption, and have a pleasant day."

In about two seconds, he had faded away from sight, returning to his body. But not before leaving behind a strange crimson-colored stone, set into a pendant of gold.

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He settled down into meditation, his body finally finding the rest it had been looking forward to this past day. As he settled into a balance that he had found after years of practice, he felt the familiar pull of magical currents as he connected with the nearest nexus of ley lines. There, he found something interesting, something that had not been there before.

A door.

He moved towards it, opening it slowly. What he saw on the other side awed and puzzled him.

It appeared to be a room of sorts, but the details of it were unfortunately blurred. What he could make out was that the floor was made of some type of wood, and that there was a hallway up ahead. He decided it would be best to see if anyone was home at the moment.

"Hello?" His voice reverberated softly in the abode, his ghostly form idly floating half an inch above the floor.

Loki was in the kitchen. Since it was midday, he considered possibly leaving the house for a stroll. The sun was shining bright, no clouds were in the sky. Nothing could prevent the sun from illuminating the entire house, aside from the blinds and curtains. Though, Loki had no intention of blocking the sun out. In fact, it was quite the opposite. He opened a few select windows, ones he knew the cats couldn’t slip out of, to allow some of the sun’s rays of warmth through. Despite being a jotun, he wasn’t opposed to warm temperatures. 

He bit into a red delicious as he held a hard-cover bound book in his other hand, careful not to allow any of the sticky juice from the apple transfer from his hand to the book when he occasionally flipped a page. He had one leg crossing another and was leaning against the counter, just in front of the sink. A couple of his cats were trying to get his attention with soft meows, though he took no notice of them. 

He did, however, notice when the cats bolted away with a certain suddenness that startled him. He frowned and looked from the kitchen to the living room to see where the cats ran off then heard a voice. It was faint but he could tell it was not some whisper of the wind. He cautiously set his book down and lifted himself from where he leaned and peered into the hallway. He wasn’t certain how to respond to the figure floating toward him. All he could muster was a quiet, “What?”

He noticed the individual, which he guessed to be the owner of the residence. He bowed politely and sat, still an inch above the floor.

"Greetings. If I am not mistaken, you are the owner of this residence. I apologize if I have intruded upon anything you were doing. It seems that, in my exploration of the astral plane, I have stumbled upon a door that leads to you."

He got up and walked around this strange individual, softly speaking to himself as he analyzed this person, intrigued by what he saw. Finally, he sat down in front of him and looked him in the eye.

"I sense that you are an individual of great capability, with a power reserve to match. I sincerely hope you don’t mind me asking, but would you like to partake in a test? I assure you, this test does not involve needles, scalpels, or other surgical equipment."

Loki watched the other warily, wondering what they were exactly. A sorcerer, perhaps? Loki had once or twice traveled the astral plane, though he couldn’t recall ever encountering a door there that would lead one to someone else. Then again, the astral plane wasn’t really a practical place, Loki felt. 

He frowned a little at the other’s request, debating whether or not to give it a try. He was mildly curious though probably more cautious than that. He didn’t need any more problems in his life, though who’s to say this would end as a problem? He decided he would need more information before he could settle on a solid decision. “What manner of test do you speak of?” 

"A test of capability, survival, and creativity. To be precise, you will be given a set of rules to follow and a world to work with, as well as some simple tools to get started. As long as you are within the test, you will be bound by its rules. The test ends when the criteria for completion have been met. Do you accept?"

He tilted his head to the side, curious as to what the other would say.

He settled down into meditation, his body finally finding the rest it had been looking forward to this past day. As he settled into a balance that he had found after years of practice, he felt the familiar pull of magical currents as he connected with the nearest nexus of ley lines. There, he found something interesting, something that had not been there before.

A door.

He moved towards it, opening it slowly. What he saw on the other side awed and puzzled him.

It appeared to be a room of sorts, but the details of it were unfortunately blurred. What he could make out was that the floor was made of some type of wood, and that there was a hallway up ahead. He decided it would be best to see if anyone was home at the moment.

"Hello?" His voice reverberated softly in the abode, his ghostly form idly floating half an inch above the floor.

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He stared in disbelief for a bit, then cleared his throat.

“Roxy, you need to rest a little bit. You look like you’ve worn yourself to the bone. Especially considering that you’re putting several bags of bits in with the food.”

She tilted her head, having a closer look at the bags. Ohhhh. She removed a quarter of the bags which were the bits, and set them on the counter.

“I’m sorry, sensei, I seemed to have worn myself out cleaning the house today and I got distracted. . ” She put all the bags from the food into one bag, to be put into the cabinet in case of use.

"It’s okay, Roxy. Tell you what, why don’t you go into the shed out back. There’s a natural hot spring in there, so the waters should be nice and pleasantly hot. There’s also some incense you can light to help relax a bit."
     “I’ll take care of these.” He nodded his head towards the bags of bits, which he had stacked into one pile. “You go on ahead and relax, okay?”

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Finishes homework, stacks it all up. Cleaned the house, mowed the lawn, polished the silverware, mopped the floor. did laundry, folded laundry all in a lonely day. She layed on her bed and sighed heavily. Welp, it took a lot of work but her selfless deeds were done. Phew.

Grim walked in, carrying several bags heavy with bits, setting a couple down on the floor near the door.

“Roxy, you there? I need a little help with these bags.” He’d have asked Veritaxus, his metallic dragonoid for help, but she was busy far to the south.

She got up slowly. Legs a bit shakey but she could certainly help. She did these tasks without being asked to, and with no hopes of reward for herself except perhaps a smile from her sensei. She walked out and wobbled downstairs.

“Alright, I’ll go get’m. ” She carried a few in her teeth, and the rest floated behind her. She set them down and immediately began putting them into the nice clean polished shelves. “This goes here, and this goes into e food cabinet . .. fridge, fridge, fridge… Ooooh~ .. . wait, no, cabinet. “

He stared in disbelief for a bit, then cleared his throat.

"Roxy, you need to rest a little bit. You look like you’ve worn yourself to the bone. Especially considering that you’re putting several bags of bits in with the food."

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