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Neuvillette was getting ready for the day until he heard Wriothesley suddenly yelp in pain. He quickly rushed down the stairs just to see his husband lying on the ground, sobbing.
"Wrio- What in the world happened?," the older male asked. Neuvillette helped Wriothesley get up and Wriothesley called for Sigewinne. "What is it?," Sigewinne popped up. "Why did you leave your crayons out? Now it's broken."
Sigewinne looked at the broken crayon and shrugged. "I still have many yellow crayons, don't worry about it."
"Yeah, there are a lot of blue ones," Wriothesley replied. Neuvillette looked at them as if they were crazy. "There are only pink crayons, what are you guys saying?" Now Wriothesley and Sigewinne are looking at him as if he was stupid. "Are you colorblind?," Wriothesley asked Neuvillette. "NO?"