Butte Manor was boring as hell.
"Oh, why is fate always so unfair." There is a muscular idiot named Shaq.
"It's the Earl! I must reiterate again, I have noble blood flowing in my body!" There was also a broken parrot who claimed to be a noble.
"Oh, don't worry about it." The blond boy seemed to have a gentle face but was full of Class A industrial polluted wastewater.
Let me choke you, I can't live without flying and dancing all day long.