I don't own Dyansty Warriors or Cao Cao, sadly. I wasn't sure which sad moive to pick so just a combination of every sad moive known to man kind.
Cao Cao Hates Sad Movies
Cao Cao sat down in his seat at the end of the couch, next to Xiahou Dun. Everyone of Wei was in the front room, getting ready for moive night. Everyone either had their own seat or sat with someone else at a three or two person couch. Tonight they were watching a random moive that no one picked out. "Is everyone ready?" Cao Ren asked as he got ready to hit play, "Yes." "Good." He took his seat just as the moive started. By the opening almost everyone could tell that the moive was going to be boring. However, since Cao Cao didn't protest they didn't change the moive.
Xiahou Dun yawned as the sad, dramatic, music played. Even though it was almost over he still found himself drifting off to sleep. His eyelids became heavy and he was ready to fall alseep. Just as he was about to black out completely he heard a small sniffle next to him, on the right side of him. He looked to the side to Cao Cao holding his chin in his left hand. His bottom lip was trembling and his eyes were wide. "Cous-?" Before Xiahou Dun could finish Cao Cao let out a loud wail. Tears trailed down his face and he started to breath heavily.
Cao Ren paused the moive and switched on the light as soon as he heard his cousin cry out. However, he wasn't prepared for this. No oen was. Cao Cao held his face in his hands and cried. "Cousin?" He asked as he tried to place a hand on Cao's back. "Father are you alright?" Cao Pi asked as he leaned out his seat to get a better view of his father. "Why did he have to die? He could've lived! They both could've!" He screamed as he sobbed uncontrolably. Everyone stared at their Lord, astonished. "My Lord, it's just a moive." Zhang Liao said as he stared at his Lord. "I know but still! How could they do this to him? He was such a good person! *sobbing* He could've lived! *more sobbing*" Cao cried.
Everyone watched as Cao Cao curled into a ball and rested his head on Dun's lap. Dun, not sure what to do, simply patted his Lord's head, "It's okay, he's in a better place now." He said as he tried to sooth his Lord's cries. Soon everyone, feeling awkward about the situation, left. Leaving Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, Dian Wei, Zhang Liao and Cao Ren tending to Cao Cao. Now Cao Cao was sucking his thumb, tears trailing down his face.
Zhang Liao looked at his Lord than smirked, "Who knew you were such a sap for sad moives..." This remark was met with a hard kick to the groin. "How dare you say that to me when I'm in mourning! Anyone else who has anything to say will recieve the same punishment!" Cao said as he wiped away a few tears. "Are you feeling better cousin?" Xiahou Dun asked. Cao Cao rested his head back on Dun's lap, "Still in mourning Xiahou Dun, still in mourning. But everyone should get some rest. We are going to hold a funeral tommrow to..." Cao sniffled before he contiuned, "...to honor he who has left us." "Yes, my Lord." Yuan, Wei, and Ren left the room. Liao was still on the ground, holding his privates with his hands.
"I think you should get some rest my Lord." Dun said. "I should...carry me?" Cao held his arms out like a child. "Of course, m' Lord." He took Cao into his arms and carried him to his bedroom. "Liao, since your not busy clean up this room. It's filthy." Cao said before they left the room. Liao remained on the ground.
The End
Well, that was something. I have no idea where any of this came from. I hoped you enojyed.