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Fredrich Waltz

In this world, one cannot say anything without proof to back them up.

Fredrich rolled his eyes and pulled out of the parking lot. "The way you act, I can see why." he muttered under his breath while driving to their destination.

Without proof, you'll never catch me.

Eun-Ho Joong



The blonde frowned and crossed his arms. "I'll have you know ,I'm not a dog! You can't just treat me like some lap- ooh, are those chocolate chip?" Offense suddenly thrown away, Eun-Ho happily scarfed down two cookies, handing Balthazar three. "Here, you walked fast." Mouth full, he barely noticed that they were burnt on the bottom, or that one of them had a weird sort of icing on it that he wasn't entirely sure of, but it was down his throat before he could dwell on it. Sitting on the chair in front of Fredrich's desk, he swallowing down his third cookies and held up his fourth. "So what're the plans for today, Detective?" he asked, motioning for Balthazar to sit on his lap.

Eun-Ho Joong



"Bal!" cried Eun-Ho too late, wincing at the sight of the fierce detective with a frog on his face. Turning down to the boy, he started to scold him. "You need to stop attacking Detective Waltz with frogs, Balthazar, or I swear, I'll ground you myself! There's no chance he'll let you stay with me if you keep acting this way. And he's got a kid, so he's not afraid to yell at you!" Nervous green eyes looked back to the Austrian as he stood, picking up the kid and starting out of the office. "I'm... I'm gonna go sit at Lock's desk, mmkay?" The blonde didn't wait for a reply, ducking out and rushing tot he desk he was pretty sure Lock had taken as his own.

Eun-Ho Joong



"I'm an adult, Balthazar!" he cried, setting the boy on the desk and standing with his own arms crossed. "I can defend myself to Detective Waltz, I don't need you to do it for me. Besides, they're just cookies. It doesn't matter. I've already let it all go." Eun-Ho exhaled through his nose, removing his right hand from its position and placed it on the Frog King's shoulder. "I don't need you to protect me, Bal. I'm protecting you, that's how it is."

Eun-Ho Joong



The pop star sighed through his nose, pulling his hand back and sitting down on the chair. It's not worth the fight, he thought as he started looking through and organizing the papers he was sure had been left on the desk by the detective he was so good at pissing off. Eun-Ho worked quietly and quickly, having to check back every few seconds to recover his plentiful mistakes. He didn't even notice when it was almost time for lunch.

Eun-Ho Joong



"Huh?" Eun-Ho looked up to the voice, eyes widening instantly and cheeks turning red. The cool detective strode closer, his mind creating a false wind to move that beautiful black hair from the cold, stony face that was so unbelievably attractive. Damn, he's so cool, thought the blonde as Fredrich came closer, holding his breath when he leaned down, only to deflate in disappointment when he was handed a credit card.
With a stiff nod, he stood and sighed, sad eyes on Balthazar. "Yes sir," he murmured, reaching out for the Frog King's waist to help him down. "Come on, Bal. It's time to eat." He didn't look at him, or really at anyone. He was too humiliated.

Somehow the Austrian wasn't surprised to see Eun-Ho so late, or disheveled. He sat at his desk, a gloved fist against his cheek as he fixed the celebrity with a bemused look. Despite his uninterested expression, the entire room was frosty from his icy glare. He took the food from Eun-Ho so that the star could catch his breath, and as he did so Fredrich looked at his food with dismay. It was cold, and he had no drink. Of course this would happen. He should have just gotten a bagel. The detective sighed and set the food on the far corner of his desk. "It's fine. Just give me my credi-" He froze when he saw a figure step inside casually. "Who are you?" he demanded, eyes glinting with many untold threats to the intruder.
The visitor looked around with an equally unamused look before resting his green eyes on the detective. The two shared hateful glares, both unfazed by their silent profanities tossed at each other. "I am Balthazar." the man finally answered. He folded his arms behind his back pleasantly and smiled at the disbelief and confusion now covering the detective's face. "I told you long ago that I was a child because my curse hadn't been broken. It was just recently, and so I am myself again."
Fredrich stared at the man that claimed to be the child from earlier, his head beginning to hurt with the lack of reasoning of it all. The only thing this man and Balthazar shared was their green hair and their bratty attitudes. What's more, why on earth did Eun-Ho bring him and seem perfectly fine with this - Well, he didn't seem fine, but not bothered by this man?! "So," he started slowly. "You expect me to believe that you were just earlier a little boy."
"Yes." Balthazar replied just as slowly so as to annoy the detective. A small, victorious smirk twitched at the corner of his mouth when he saw that it had worked. "You work with the law. You work around a school that's seen stranger phenomena than the nearest conspiracy fan. Surely you can believe that the Frog King from fairytales has been freed from his curse." He unfolded one arm and held it out, the palm facing the ceiling. Soon there was a flash of green light, and a frog rested on his hand. "Or shall I toss this at you to prove myself?" he asked with a defiant grin on his face.