A Maladjusted Jester

Break?

Yes, Emily?

Guess what I found?

What did you find?

A treasure map! A treasure map!

Treasure? My, my- what does it say.

I don't know! I can't read it.

Well, I can't read it either. How are we going to find the treasure, then?

Maybe we can ask someone to help?

I'm out of sugar.

You just volunteered to help me scavenge some.

[Yes, you, whoever is listening.]

I'm looking at you in particular, nephew.

I wonder how long this has to last before you all get twitchy?

[He muses, a tiny bit snide. Sun aside, Break hates the winter. He's in a bit of a mood- and lashing out at the PCD feed seems like a perfectly reasonable way to pass the time.]