James looked at him sternly, which Jeremy thought was quite a feat for a hatstand. "Now, Jeremy, let's go over this once again, shall we?"
"Fine," Jeremy grumbled.
"You will be friendly. You will not be terrifying. You will at least try to be charming and social, and you will also act like a human being."
"But I'm not!" Jeremy protested. "That's the whole point of being turned into a beast!"
"I've been turned into a hatstand and I'm managing," James replied snippily. "Now, try to start things with a nice compliment, okay?"
"That's what I did last time, and then you said I was a philistine," Jeremy reminded him.
"Telling a nice peasant girl she has a nice rack doesn't count as a compliment," James told him. "Now, come on, let's see what the Stig has brought to the castle this time."
Jeremy grumbled, but followed his servant-turned-hatstand through the large hallway to the dining room. Why did that stupid magician have to turn him into a beast anyway, simply because he had turned him away from his door? It was his castle, surely he could turn annoying magicians away if he wanted to. And now he was cursed, and if he didn't find true love - as if that actually existed - or he'd be doomed to stay a beast forever, and because he now had a lot more hair, the drains were getting clogged every few weeks and the plungers were beginning to complain.
James slowly opened a door to see inside, Jeremy looking over him. "Right, there she -" James stopped. "Stig brought a man. I can't believe he made such a mistake."
Jeremy had ignored the hatstand's waffling and was eyeing the young man staring at his utensils, who were no doubt talking to him. "Never mind, James. I'm sure it'll be fine. Perhaps I've been looking for this true love in the wrong place." He shoved James aside and slammed the door shut.
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"Fine," Jeremy grumbled.
"You will be friendly. You will not be terrifying. You will at least try to be charming and social, and you will also act like a human being."
"But I'm not!" Jeremy protested. "That's the whole point of being turned into a beast!"
"I've been turned into a hatstand and I'm managing," James replied snippily. "Now, try to start things with a nice compliment, okay?"
"That's what I did last time, and then you said I was a philistine," Jeremy reminded him.
"Telling a nice peasant girl she has a nice rack doesn't count as a compliment," James told him. "Now, come on, let's see what the Stig has brought to the castle this time."
Jeremy grumbled, but followed his servant-turned-hatstand through the large hallway to the dining room. Why did that stupid magician have to turn him into a beast anyway, simply because he had turned him away from his door? It was his castle, surely he could turn annoying magicians away if he wanted to. And now he was cursed, and if he didn't find true love - as if that actually existed - or he'd be doomed to stay a beast forever, and because he now had a lot more hair, the drains were getting clogged every few weeks and the plungers were beginning to complain.
James slowly opened a door to see inside, Jeremy looking over him. "Right, there she -" James stopped. "Stig brought a man. I can't believe he made such a mistake."
Jeremy had ignored the hatstand's waffling and was eyeing the young man staring at his utensils, who were no doubt talking to him. "Never mind, James. I'm sure it'll be fine. Perhaps I've been looking for this true love in the wrong place." He shoved James aside and slammed the door shut.