A/N: The chapter ahead is raw, which means not been proofread yet nor edited.
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Watts rock the child in his arms, fussing about how he unintentionally raised his voice at her for tearing the sheet apart despite telling her not to.
"M-My Lord, please calm down! I think... I think she will like this toy!"
Wattroid pulled a squishy toy from his pocket and showed it to Azarese.
Azarese hiccuped and grabbed it with her both hands. Watts and Wattroid gave each other anxious looks. She's observing it. Using it. Playing it.
"I don't like this stupid ball!" And she threw it right on Wattroid's face. With enough force exerted, it pushed Wattroid back that he fell.
"Princess! That's bad!"
"No! You're bad! How dare you raise you voice at me! I'm a Princess!" She yelled at him and punched his face.
"M-MASTER!"
When he fell, Wattroid crawled to him. Though Azarese is wriggling to get off of him, he didn't let her go and went back up.
"I'm fine. I'm just..." He shook his head. His vision went blurry and he's getting dizzy.
"Oh, My Master! Your nose is bleeding!"
Azarese stuck her tongue out at them.
"Wattroid, just get the penthouse done. I can handle her."
"You can't with all this sass, bitch!"
"I should call for help, Master. Please, hang on! Help is on the way!"
Wattroid wiped his bleeding nose first before running to look for his parents.
"You don't need...to..." But Wattroid is already away.
"I want ice kweam."
Her haughty eyes, glaring at Watts, squinted. He noticed how her hands clenched into fists, telling him that she's more than ready to throw some punched if he says no.
"We can have ice cream. What flavor? Please, no violence. Violence is bad."
"I don't have violins. If I have, I will hit you with it and violins are not bad!"
She sent him light punches. He wanted to laugh but he love his dear life.
When they went out, they're already in the Academia's cafeteria.
"Ice kweam! Ice kweam!" Azarese clapped her hands in delight, only for it to be spoiled when people around them are noisy and the whole place is packed.
"Get the fuck out of my way!!!" She shouted.
Watts panicked and covered her mouth. The whole room fell into silence and turned their way. In a split second, the whole place became empty.
"Princess, let's have a deal."
Her eyebrow arched and she scanned him from his head to his chin.
"I only make deals with the devil. You're an angel."
He was taken aback from the compliment.
"T-That's... Thank y-you..." He looked away, ears red.
"But, ehem. The deal is, if you try to be a good girl, I will reward you. You see, I sent Wattroid to organize a party for you. Do you like parties?"
"Tequila!"
He put her raising hands down, "No. No tequila. You're a baby."
"I'm 50 years old." She gave him ten fingers.
"That's only ten. Anyway---"
"I have other hands. Can't you see?" Hands 'nodded' by folding the fingers in agreement.
He was silenced. He gulped.
She's kidding, right?
"O-Okay. That's amazing. But...do you agree with out deal? You will have so much fun and you will get any ice cream flavor you'd want."
"I want a Watts Xirquit ice cream flavor."
He got goosebumps.
"I take it back."
She stuck her tongue out at him and flipped him off.
"Please, no. If you do that again, if you won't stop being mean, I will... Uhh, I-I will buy all the ice creams in the world so you can never have one."
The Princess grinned menacingly, "Then I will slaughter your family. And I will make ice cream using their guts and other organs. Red Velvet. Gihihihi." She even licked her lips as if she's already imagining it happening in her head.
Watts Xirquit bowed down in defeat.
"I'm sorry. I won't try controlling you again."
In the end, he got her a pint of double dutch ice cream.
Wattroid barged in and gave them an announcement saying,
"The Princess became a child."
And everyone in his penthouse was dumbfounded. They were in the middle of a heated conversation, transitioning about Emperor Maxism to the death of Prince Izaac's sons to Azarese's past. They're discussing it seriously, making sure that they're not leaving a single detail behind because even a simple 'if' will change the entire story and it's whole meaning.
"What the fuck. Just what the fuck do you mean, Wattroid?"
Franchetti Xerene removed her shoe and smacked Ohms with it.
"Don't talk to my boy like that. Come here, Wattroid. Tell us everything slowly."
Wattroid approached her. She pushed her down to sit between Ohms and Matthew. Then he began telling his story, leaving the Earthlings speechless.
"If she can't have her son, she'd be the baby then," said Titania with so much nonchalance. They gave her a bored look.
"Let's make her high as often as possible if that's the only thing that would make her docile," Ohms suggested and they didn't like the idea.
"W-Will you help me, though? My Lord is throwing a party for her. He wants me to get the fun things ready. The game consoles, the karaoke, the claw machine, and other machines and games. It's a pajama party, too."
Elektra groaned while palming her face, "We don't have the time for that! We're in the middle of a crisis! She just killed her brother's sons! A fucking Archangel descended and took her sons---We don't have the time to play!"
"I have!" Matthew smiled and raised his hands high, "I have lots of time to play, Mommy!" His brother Leandrew, standing behind him, put his hands down.
"Shh. The adults are talking."
"I'm an adult!"
Ohms scoffed and gave his sister, "Your sons are dumb as fuck," look.
"Just say it out loud, fucker." She rolled her eyes on him and looked around, "Where's Xerena anyway? I haven't seen her since?"
Duke Paris, too, and his son Lord Thirdy, are not with them. The newly appointed Archduchess, too. The main pillars of Chancellor Titania's gang are gathered in the same place.
"In the forest. She's been there since morning, Honey," Bartholomew worried.
"I-I will pick her up, Mom. Come, Kendrew." Leandrew said and pulled his brother by his collar.
"Okay~" And then they're gone.
Spike jumped up and stretched his limbs, "Alright. Imma help, Wattroid. Where are the goods at?"
Wattroid smiled, "Thank you, My Lord."
He opened a portal to his Master's workshop. Elektra palmed her face and looked at everyone. They shrugged at her and went inside. They're going to help. Wattroid gave him a small smile and thanked each of them.
Ohms stand up. They thought he will help too, but he went to the kitchen. When he returned, he's holding a glass and a bottle of whiskey.
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With magic and everyone's efforts, they finished decorating the whole place. There's a stage in the middle with musical instruments in the background and a microphone in the middle. A wide flat screen TV was set up into a karaoke and is playing a minus one. On the right is the virtual reality space, and on the left is where the various game stations are located. The seats and tables were in middle and is divided into two to accommodate their numbers. There are other machines for games that surrounds them.
"I can't believe he made all these for her," Franchetti Xerene mutter as she walk around, surveying the whole place and trying the games.
"Wow! Mom, I want this! I want this!" Matthew jumped while pointing at the stuff toy he liked inside the claw machine.
"Dad would love this," Prince Maxigaufeas said with a sad smile.
Emperor Maxism built the world's first amusement park in their Empire. Not only that, he architectured and engineered the world's first gothic-styled cathedral for his wife his goddess and religion, Empress Clastigaufeas.
Empress Clastigaufeas punched the glass of one of the claw machines.
"Fuck you. The claw isn't moving!"
"My god, Mom!"
The Emperor and the Prince ran to save her. Watts will be upset!
"What have you done!? That's not ours!"
Wattroid popped beside them with coins in his hands.
"It's alright. The bots will fix it. Your Imperial Majesty, you will have to purchase these coins to make the machines work. They are real arcade games. For the ones with the tickets, you can exchange them for cool prizes!"
"Wow, they're not for free?" Chase Hyatt scoffed.
Wattroid smiled sweetly, "Nope."
Emperor Claxiord sighed and nodded, "Give me lots of that. How much?"
"Thank you, Your Imperial Majesty. Then please, follow me to the reception station."
The reception station is location right next to the door. Others followed to purchase coins too, only to stop when they found who's the person in it.
"What are you doing there?" Elektra raised her eyebrow at her eldest brother, Ohms.
He emptied his glass and pushed it aside.
"I hired myself to manage this station. These are the exchange rates." He showed them the table he modified and their jaws dropped from the questionably high rates.
"What the---30 gold coins for 5 game coins!? You're fucking nuts!"
Ohms sighed with a smirk, "Children, don't you know a thing about inflation? You're the first ones to experience modern gaming. So, if you're poor, get the fuck out of my arcade."
"What!? 'MY' arcade? You didn't even help us earlier!"
"Maybe because I'm the 'boss'? Your money will be worth it. Just look at the prizes in front of you. I'm not included, though."
Elektra almost cross the glass between them to wrestle him down if only they didn't hold her back.
"Okay! I have money, Uncle! Here!" Matthew put the cents he pulled from his pants on the glass table in front of his Uncle, who was disgusted about how poor he is.
"Don't call me 'Uncle' ever again. You embarrass me. Next customer!"
"You sick fuck! You're so mean!"
Bartholomew hugged his wife and covered her mouth. He laughed anxiously and gave Ohms a stash of bank notes.
"Please give us what it can exchange to."
Ohms rolled his eyes and wore gloves. He counted the bank notes and then gave Bartholomew two game coins in exchange.
"Poor."
Elektra finally got a hold of her brother's hand and bit his wrist.
"Ah! You feral demon! Wattroid, kick this family out! They're banned!"
"Fuck you!"
Voltage Xirquit pulled his children apart and dropped a bag of shining gold coins on the glass table, "100 gold coins for 500 game coins."
"That's impossible. Not happening---" His eyes went to the gun his father pointed at his forehead.
"100 GOLD COINS FOR 500 GAME COINS. NOW."
Franchetti Xerene hides her face behind her hand in disbelief.
"Chill, old man. 350 gold coins. Last deal."
"You are the worst cashier of all time." Spike.
"Thanks. You're banned."
"WHAT!? What the---!? Mom! Why is he your son!?"
His mother only shook her head.
After his deal with his father, Emperor Claxiord went next. The Emperor gave Ohms a blank cheque. And in return, he got a bag of game coins. His mother was so happy.
"Wow! Mom, Uncle is very rich! I wanna be an Emperor, too!" Matthew exclaimed while clapping his hands. Emperor Claxiord smiled at him. He ruffled the boy's hair and shared him some of their coins.
"Here. Play and have fun, boy."
The door opened. Lord Thirdy came in with the Archduchess and Princess Eowyne.
"Holy shit! Is this an arcade!?"
Duke Paris popped behind him and ran to his wife, Duchess Maxine. Then he realized the environment he's in.
"Holy shit! Is this an arcade!?"
Prince Maxigaufeas pulled the Princess's hand, "Let's go, babe. I'll get you a stuff toy."
"What---" She didn't finish her words and just went with him.
"Where have you been?" The Duchess asked.
The Duke scratched his nape, "Accompanied our Archduchess here. She meet with His Equal and she's in her penthouse now with Gerson Liorei and his daughters. Just next door. Anyway..."
"Dad! I want to play! I want to play!" The Lord pulled his father to the exchange station where the final boss in disguise is. They cut in line.
"Hey! There's a line!" Jeth Draven called out and pulled the Duke back.
The Duke smirked and flexed his blank cheque between his fingers, "Sorry. I believe we have priorities here?" Then he looked at Ohms who already got the game coins ready.
"Of course, Your Grace. Have fun gaming."
Lord Thirdy jumped in happiness and took the bag of game coins for himself.
"Let's go, Miss President! Yahoo!" And he snatched the Archduchess away like that.
Viscountess Givenchy pulled her husband's collar back, "Let them be. He's rich."
"His FATHER IS."
And while everyone is in the beginning of their journey to having fun, the evil cashier made an announcement.
"Ah, I remember, we have power cards available for only 50 gold coins, which can be loaded with game credits. Swiping a card is easier than inserting coins, right?"
"FUCK YOU!"
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Watts sat Azarese on the sink. He ran the water and wet his handkerchief. He squeezed it and used it to wipe the ice cream stains on Azarese's face and hands.
"I want to stab people."
"Please don't. We're near my penthouse."
"Are there people in your penthouse?"
He threw the handkerchief in the trash and smiled at her when he got back.
"Yes. I think my family are staying there."
When she evilly grinned, he knew she planned something menacing. So, he pinched her cheek and kissed her head.
"Let's get you a more suitable pajamas for you. You're so cute."
"I'm not cute. I'm pretty."
He chuckled and nodded. He lifted her up and left the restroom.
"Yes. Yes you are."