[ Jasper Black ]
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Jasper felt as the sun was rising as the beginnings of light were shining through the living room curtains and onto his sleeping face. He scrunched his eyes and tried to return to sleep but it was too late. He sat up and looked around. He had fallen asleep on the living room couch.
"How silly of me." He thought aloud.
"The mistress wouldn't be happy to see that I moved a pillow out of place or whatever will string her out next." Jasper grinned. The woman worried too much, it wasn't even entertaining to watch her get stressed. Unlike some others Jasper knew, but his mistress wasn't the same.
Too easy. It just isn't as fun to mess with her. Jasper stood up and cracked his shoulders and then every other joint in his body. He then looked around as he heard noises coming from the kitchen and there was a smell in the air.
Ah it seems the others have awoken early as well. He thought as he began to work his way to the kitchen. Opening the kitchen door. He grinned ear to ear as he saw that Mia and Grace had beat him to the kitchen.
"Ah, girls that's no fair." He said using his special brand of sarcastic tone.
"It's my job to make the morning meals. If you two keep making your own the mistress might reconsider my work load and frankly I'm happy with my current work load." Jasper giggled to himself. Compared to the girls he got himself out of a lot of work and had far more fun. However, he did have work he was assigned and if they interrupted that the masters might reconsider his style. Jasper made his way to the stove and began to pull out pans and ingredients.
"I believe young master just returned home from his boarding school the other day correct? I think I'll make his favorite to celebrate." Jasper began work on French toast and eggs over easy. He worked cheerfully and lazily at the same time as he went around. As he scooped up some eggs and flipped them he turned to Grace.
"How was your sleep this morning Gracey? I heard you had yet another tumble yesterday. What caused it? The young master bark up the wrong tree again?" Jasper asked knowing exactly how much it wasn't his business but not caring in the least bit.
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