Q looked confused by the mention of a throne, then decided to leave the
pair to squabble as he headed up to his room.
It looked just like he'd left it, full of things he'd left behind. Sitting
down on the bed he found his old journal, flicking through while he thought
about what clothes he might take with him. What he found was entry after
entry about wanting to go with the pirates one day, all jotted down between
memories of adventures he'd had with John.
After sitting for a while, he wandered to the window, looking out into the
woods. Eventually he grabbed a new journal he'd not started before setting
off into the world alone- And a ring John had given him, slipping it on
before wandering back downstairs.
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Q looked confused by the mention of a throne, then decided to leave the pair to squabble as he headed up to his room.
It looked just like he'd left it, full of things he'd left behind. Sitting down on the bed he found his old journal, flicking through while he thought about what clothes he might take with him. What he found was entry after entry about wanting to go with the pirates one day, all jotted down between memories of adventures he'd had with John.
After sitting for a while, he wandered to the window, looking out into the woods. Eventually he grabbed a new journal he'd not started before setting off into the world alone- And a ring John had given him, slipping it on before wandering back downstairs.