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Interview with Adrian

Welcome, Adrian! Do you want a cookie or a slice of pie? I'd ask about tea but everyone I interrogate has to have tea.
 Um, okay. Thanks. I guess I will have a cookie.
 *Grabs the plate.* Oh, sorry, looks like John ate them all. You'll have to have pie.
  Eh, I can't help it. I have a hungry pet. Just be glad Sammy hasn't eaten all the pie yet.
 How old is this pie? Is it the same one you had around when you interviewed your friend?
 Don't ask. Now. Why don't you tell us a little about yourself?
 Well, my name is Adrian. I'm a printer-
 *Cough*
 Fine. I was a printer until I found out I am the son of the dead king. I'm the crown prince and now I get to go the castle where my father's murderer is ruling and convince him I'll make a better king than he will.
 Convince....nice choice of word. How do you feel about being a prince?
 Hm. I hate politics. I'm not crazy about anything that has to do with government. My father was killed for his crown, so you can guess what someone would do to me to take it. Oh yes, and the twin sister I never knew I had is marrying the son of the man who killed our father. How do you think I feel about it?
 Happy!
 I didn't mean it, put the sword up. This is a no weapons allowed interrogation! Well, except for my sword.
 Don't you have any nice questions you can ask me?
 Sure, if you want nice. I have two, then I will probably go back to mean ones. First - and this isn't a question so much as an order - tell us about your adopted parents.
 They're not my adopted parents. Maybe I'm not their blood son but they are as much my mother and father as any parents can be.
 Okay, okay, well, tell us about them.
 My father is a printer. I was supposed to take over when I finished school, but that kind of didn't work out when I found out I am a prince. My mother used to be a mid-wife when she was younger. She doesn't do much work like that anymore, not unless someone really needs her. She takes care of the sick a lot.
 And do you have any siblings?
 You're enjoying this, aren't you?
 *In Rory's voice* Yeah, a bit.
 *Sigh* I have a brother - if you want to get technical, then he isn't my blood brother. He is the son of my...parents. Not the royal ones. I also - just found out a few days after my sixteenth birthday, nice surprise, right? - that I have a twin sister. She got to stay behind in the castle after our father was killed because she was no danger to the new king. Not like me. If I'd stayed, apparently, I'd be dead right now.
 Don't feel too bad, that happens to a lot of my characters.
 They find out they have twin sisters?
 No, that is Star Wars. They find out people want them dead, or will kill them if they find out they're alive. Or...well, you get the idea.
 Can I ask for a new author?
 Too late. Do you like ducklings?
 What?
 I like ducklings.
 Good for you....
 YAY!!
 Does this mean we are done?
 Aw, we just got started! And I have more pictures of you I have to randomly put up.
 Is my sister having to put up with this kind of thing?
 No idea. Do you want more pie?
 You're running out of questions, aren't you?
 I've been trying to edit all day, and now my head hurts. So yes, I am.
 So, is my interrogation over with?
 Yes. I guess so. I've picked on you enough, and I want to go and enjoy my tea and my book. 

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