You sit down

Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

You sit down

You sit down with your favorite novel. You sip a warm beverage from a red mug, settle further into your cozy armchair, and turn a page. A note falls out of the book and onto your lap. 

You pick it up. It says, 

Dearest Reader, 

It is my honour and pleasure to invite you to Chawton Cottage for a literary vacation. If you have enjoyed my books, you will enjoy this peaceful, quiet rest from the stresses of modern life. A carriage will come for you on the 28th of February. 

Please return this letter with the enclosed charrie. I hope to see you soon. 

Sincerely, Jane.

You are shocked. An invitation to spend time at Chawton Cottage, the home of Jane Austen. Something strikes you as strange, but you forget it and fill out the form. 

Name: 

Age: 

Gender(if other than male/female please give pronouns):

Hair:

Eyes: 

Height: 

Favorite Jane Austen novel:

Favorite Jane Austen heroine:

Favorite Jane Austen hero:

Favorite beverage:

Cookies or cake: 

How do you take tea(suger, milk, etc):

Vegan or vegitarian?: 

Other: 

submitted by Jane, age 41, England
(February 20, 2021 - 5:02 pm)

Rosemary can be shipped with females and nonbinaries 

submitted by Star Princess
(March 12, 2021 - 1:26 pm)
submitted by top, age topingon13, no where
(March 10, 2021 - 4:05 pm)

The next day, it was announced that the group would be going to visit some friends of the Austen's. Once breakfast had been finished, and everyone was ready, they all bundled into two carriages and went on their way. 

The scenery of the English countryside was beautiful. But it was matched by the magnificent, towering mansion that rose before them as they stopped. It had pillars and was made of snowy white stone. 

The gardens were huge, and a fountain and set of pebble pathways branched out around it. Before anyone could ask who lived here, a woman came out of the great doors. Star Princess recognized her as the woman from the painting in the dining room.

Jane and Cassandra went over to her, and they exchanged hugs. The woman's large skirt swished around her. "Come one in, won't you?" she said when she saw the children. 

I'm cutting this short but I will post the next part tomorrow, I promise. 

submitted by Jane, age 41, England
(March 14, 2021 - 4:29 pm)