[AW] Whistle While You Work
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The pirates had really seemed to get the adults in a fuss. It was an unfortunate time to join the Cavaliers it would seem, as he didn’t get to spend any time with his mentor or his uncles. He hadn’t even met his father’s brother yet, though he had caught glimpse of him in passing. The young teenager was not sure what to make of the situation. He wasn’t even sure what had really happened, Wayne had just told him that the pirates had taken some members and that they were now safe in back in the Fort and the pirates, with the exception of two, were dead.

Wayne had put him to work on the horses stalls, a daily duty he shared with another dog mix lady who seemed to be a close friend of Wayne’s, though she didn’t act very nice to him sometimes. Since arriving a month ago and being assigned to Wayne, the Stable Master had given the boy a list of chores that he completed daily to the best of his ability. He could choose how much he wanted to do, but Tennyson being an over achiever could not help but to work his afternoons away in an attempt to please the Corpo.

He didn’t wear any clothes as he worked, having only one plain black shirt and a dark washed jean in his possession. Instead the eight moon old lad mucked out the stalls with his brow frowned in focus. He had already cleaned out the rest of the row, and all this stall was in need of was a fresh layer of hay, thank Fenris.



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To say that Sebastian had been surprised to find his brother at Casa di Cavalieri would have been an understatement. Then again, he had been surprised that the surly black male had accompanied him to the Americas in the first place. He had been sure that that would have been the last he was ever going to see of his surly black brother. Going off with some woman Sebastian didn't recall the name of... The nerve. Whatever happened to "bros before hoes?"


Served him right that it hadn't panned out so well. The very idea of abandoning one's own brother for some nondescript woman... Hmph. He was even wearing a stupid hat these days.


More interesting and even more unexpected was his son. A young boy, around a year old, Sebastian supposed. His features were foreign, but there was enough Auditore in him that he did not resemble a stranger to the Italian. Even if he did have the gall not to take the Auditore name. Oh well. Sebastian tried not to think about the fact that his brother had been mated to a woman of Jazper's family. His half-sister, even. What did that make him? Jazper's half-brother in law? He shuddered.


Incestuous implications aside, more important was the son himself. He was an odd one. Serious, just like his father, with adorable little stripes on his muzzle. Young, strong and handsome, a suitable Auditore heir of the likes Sebastian fervently hoped to never produce. Yet so far he had only seen the young man from afar. Today he hoped to remedy that.


Luckily the boy had been entrusted to Wayne's care, giving Sebastian excellent access to the boy without any of the responsibilities, and giving the boy one of the most reliable mentors in Casa di Cavalieri. Everybody won. And since Sebastian had no responsibilities, Sebastian won the most. As it should be.


The foxy archer found the boy exactly where he'd expected- in the stables, doing the kind of menial task Wayne enjoyed so much. The Italian watched him from afar for a few seconds, curiously noting his lack of clothes- strange, given Leonardo's love for clothing- and youthful but strong build. He'd be taller than his soon-to-be favourite uncle in no time if he wasn't already.


Sneaking up on the boy, Sebastian approached him from around the stables and leaned against the stable door, watching his nephew with curious, cautious interest and a faint smile as he crossed his arms over his bare chest.


Buongiorno, nipote. Mi chiamo Zio Sebastian. He inclined his head, eyes sparkling with amusement. Did his nephew know the language well, he wondered. Piacere, Tennyson.


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He was too involved in his work to notice Sebastian, after all many Casa wolves came and went from the stables while he worked without much more than a hello. After he mucked the stalled he had to feed the chickens and after he fed the chickens he had to brush the horses and scrap out the gunk from their hooves and shine the saddles up and then he had to meet Wayne for patrols. After all his chores would come the most important time of day, his training time. A couple of times a week Wayne would rotate Tennyson through training on how to handle the horses better, how to ride, and how to fight. However, Wayne did not know how to train Tennyson on his sworded staff, so instead they usually focused on tooth-and-claw.

The sudden Italian shocked the boy, who turned to see Sebastian with mouth agape. He had seen his uncle around but the flamboyantly colored male had never approached him, so Tennyson had figured he had no interest. Recovering the boy shoved the rake into the hay, like a harpoon to a fish. Though the Italian initially caught him off guard he recovered quickly, as his mother and father had spoken it to him regularly. “Buongiorno Zio.” He greeted politely, his bright pumpkin looking up at his uncle with curiosity. “Posso aiutarla?” The fact that his uncle had deliberately looked for him to talk to him did not even cross the youth’s mind. He had to be here looking for a horse or something.



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Sebastian shot his nephew a beaming smile at the sound of his native tongue. Ah, it was good to know that while his brother may be an idiot, he had not neglected to teach his son a little about his heritage. The foxy male stepped forward, delicately skirting around the less savoury parts of the stable's ground to offer his hand to shake.


"Does an uncle need a reason to visit his favourite nephew?" Sebastian asked cheerfully, giving Tennyson a wink. I haven't even decided on a nickname for you yet. Tenny, Tender, Tendo, Tentster? So many to choice from. Did Leo ever tell you his nickname? Probably not, he's rather embarrassed about it. Ah, that reminds me. How are you finding Wayne? He has a hard, rocky exterior, I grant you, but inside he's softer than a cloud made of rabbits."


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He wasn’t suspicious of his uncle but he also was not entirely comfortable. Sebastian has not shown interest in him in months, but Tennyson hadn’t exactly attempted to made contact either, preferring to stick to Wayne’s side, trying to learn from the grumpy cowboy the best her could in the few months he had under his watch. A charming smile stretched across his muzzle, mimicking Sebastian’s.

Pumpkin orange eyes watched as a black-socked hand reached out to grab his hand in greeting. Staring at it for a second too long, he finally wiped his right hand off; grabbing his uncle’s hand with his own faded black hand. “I suppose not Zio.” He reassured, though his voice was still hesitant as Sebastian began to blabber at him. His father never told him that Sebastian was a chatterbox, just his luck. His brows frowned at the nicknames, “Tennyson or Ten is fine.” Though normally he wouldn’t speak over another, this was a matter of name, and he wouldn’t set himself up for mockery by the other youths.

The conversation moved to Wayne and Tennyson’s ears perked. “Wayne is great. I mean he’s tough but I’m good with that.” Shrugging he looked shyly at his uncle, unsure what else to say about the matter.



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