[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/mCXnqFh/image.png[/img][h3]Tohsaka Manor, Foreign District, 7:00 AM[/h3][/center]
As the sound of his alarm clock blared into his ears, the Tohsaka heir slowly shook himself awake. All Ron wore for sleepwear was his favorite set of panda briefs along with his gauntlet for safety reasons. However, as his eyes adjusted to the trickling of sunlight pouring in his room, there was something that felt [i]off[/i] about this morning. As soon as his vision was at least bearable enough, Ron picked up his alarm clock to check and see what the time was.

"[color=lightskyblue]Oh, woah... What's this?[/color]" Ron scratched his head, confusingly. Standing up from his bed, Ron pulled open his window shades, letting his skin absorb that glorious Vitamin D. As the sunlight trickled down his sinuous figure, Ron continue to have that [i]off[/i] feeling. As a matter of fact, that feeling had only increased since then. Opening his window, Ron looked up to the sky, glaring at the sun with his own bare eyes.

"[color=lightskyblue]Hey, wait a minute... isn't it too early to be eight in the morning?[/color]"

Ron contemplated such an oddity for a moment, stroking his chin with a gauntleted hand as he began to make his way across his family home, scrutinizing all the clocks he came across. Soon, the conclusion that every single clock in the manor has been set back an hour early was made. While Ron would spend this extra time considering the possibility that the time cube was out of its proper position, he realized that this extra hour was important for him! It is the first day of the Holy Grail War, after all... and an extra hour of preparation surely is important for a magus, as well.

[i][b]One hour has passed...[/b][/i]

"[color=lightskyblue]Ah, all done![/color]" Ron exclaimed as he wiped away the sweat from his brow, proud that he finally had the time to properly tie his shoes! Now that he's properly dressed for the occasion, sporting the uniform of a school he doesn't actually go to, Ron quickly made his way upstairs to the attic, quickly grabbing a bottle of [i]Sunny D[/i] on the way. Ron didn't bother to make breakfast, as he had plans to summon his Servant as soon as possible today. Of course, trivial matters such as "breakfast" did not matter to Ron. Not while he was summoning Servant Butler.

The attic had already been prepared for the ritual, the circle being drawn the night before via Sharpie and traced over with gem dust, and the catalyst laying on a table right next to the circle. Ron picked up the summoning catalyst, gazing at it with awe... A piece of the Round Table, his father told him. When Ron learned of this information, he began to research every single Knight of the Round Table that was on Wikipedia until he finally stumbled on one that would make the perfect loyal butler for him!

Sir Gawain.

"[color=lightskyblue]Alright, I just need to put the catalyst in the center of the circle and-[b]krrrrRRRRRRRRRRshKNNNNNNNwakkawakkawakka[/b][/color]"

As soon as Ron took a swig of his [i]Sunny D[/i], he instantly spit it out, forgetting that he had just brushed his teeth minutes before. The unholy mixture of orange juice and toothpaste burned into Ron's tongue as he tried his best to wipe it off. Unfortunately, most of the [i]Sunny D[/i] had been ejected all over his catalyst! Does that mean that his catalyst was [i]ruined?[/i] As much as Ron wished to stress about it, he tried hard to make this summoning circle and got so far ahead as well, so in the end, it didn't really matter. He was summoning Servant Butler after all, so once the ritual was complete, he would simply ask his Servant to clean the mess that he made.

Yes, yes... everything was coming together. Ron placed the catalyst into the center of the circle before stepping back, placing his hand adorned with his command spells forward.

"[color=lightskyblue]Let silver and steel be the essence.
Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation 
Let my great Master Schweinorg be the ancestor
Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall
Let the four cardinal gates close.
Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate...[/color]"

Unbeknownst to Ron however, the spilling of the orange juice made another revelation... the "piece of the Round Table" was apparently painted over, the cursed runes engraved within it finally made apparent.

[i]Made in China.[/i]

"[color=lightskyblue]From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three greet words of power,
Come forth from the ring of restraints,
Protector of the Holy Pantry![/color]"
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