Disclaimer- I don't own Yzma, Kuzco, Kronk or Pacha, and I kinda own
Sezekel and Mizel cause I made the names but they're also kinda Disney's
too, if you know what I mean.... Confused
Anyways so yeah I don't own any of them except Zida who's one of my
characters.
Kuzco's the Name, being Emperor's the Game!
"Hey! Kuzco here! How is everybody today? Well, I know you're all desperate to know about yours truly, my life and how I became the king of the world, eh? I knew it! So here it is, my life story! And a little about Yzma and Kronk too, and I guess I might add a little about Pacha, he is my best friend after all! Well now I will begin, please enjoy..."
"Please your highness and em, your grace, you must understand the troubles my family has and-"
The Emperor nodded, "Yes, but what is it you are wishing for?"
"Well like I was saying my family has many troubles and we are unable to live healthily at the moment so em, I'm here to request some food to help us along, if you would your highness," the peasant begged.
Emperor Sezekel looked over at his wife Empress Mizel, "What do you think, honey?"
Mizel smiled kindly, "Of course. We'll try to help you and your family as much as we can."
Emperor Sezekel nodded in agreement.
The peasant smiled thankfully, "Oh thank you your highness and your grace! God bless!" the peasant bowed politely then left the hall excitedly.
(A/N: Did they believe in a god or gods? I'm not sure, I'll just say god for the time being please tell me in a review whether I'm right or wrong.)
"Another life fulfilled," Mizel joked, suddenly a slight pain hit her near her stomach and she placed a hand on it.
"Are you okay?" the Emperor questioned worriedly.
"Yeah, don't worry, I think it's just kicking a little," the Empress took Sezekel's hand and placed it on her bump which contained their future son or daughter.
Sezekel felt the child kicking, "Wow, that's amazing."
"Yip, I know," Mizel smiled kindly.
"Your grace!" a servant called.
Empress Mizel looked down at her servant, "Yes?"
"The royal dresser has arrived," the servant replied.
"Yes, thank you Yzma, you're excused," Mizel waved her away.
Yzma bowed and quickly exited the hall, as she left, she bit her lip, You'd think after all the years my family has served them they'd give me a little more respect, I swear if they're next little brat turns out to be like them, I don't know what I'll do, she thought to herself.
"Right well I'm off to see the dresser, I'd like to see what her latest ideas are for our child," Mizel smiled.
Emperor Sezekel kissed his wife's hand and helped her off her throne.
She smiled happily then continued on her way to meet the royal dresser.
Sezekel clicked his fingers quickly and within a few seconds a servant appeared beside his side, "Yes your highness?"
"How's the royal playroom coming along?"
"It's nearly finished your highness, the workers are working their best at an amazing speed," the servant replied.
"Thank you Zida, tell them good work, and that they may have a little lunch break," the Emperor replied.
"Yes your highness," Zida nodded and ran off down the stairs out the hall.
"Everything will be perfect for my future child..." Sezekel said quietly yet proudly.
"What do your think your grace?"
"It's beautiful!" Mizel gazed at the outfit with awe.
"May I ask your grace, do you have a certain gender you'd prefer your child to be?" the royal dresser questioned curiously.
Mizel nodded, "You may ask and I'm not sure... If it was a girl then I could make her the best future Empress by introducing her to the peasants needs, I could make her beautiful with your help and I could make sure she found the perfect husband to continue our rule for us, if it was a boy I could make him sweet which is what a lot of men lack, I could make him understand people and overall I could just watch him grow up to be an amazing Emperor."
The dresser nodded, "Yet still no preference?"
Mizel shrugged, "I guess if I had to chose one then I'd go for a girl but like I said I'm not really bothered either way."
The servant nodded, "Fair enough your grace. Well don't worry I have both a female and male version of this outfit," the servant smiled.
Mizel nodded, "Good!"
"Great, wonderful, I'm sure my future son or daughter will love it!" Sezekel nodded approvingly as he looked around the playroom, "How many toys are there so far?" Sezekel questioned.
"67 so far your highness not including storybooks," a worker replied.
"Excellent."
The worker smiled gladly, "We're currently in the making of a little climbing frame for your future heir."
"Good," Sezekel nodded, "Make sure there are lots of physical things, I want her or him to be in perfect health."
"Yes your highness," the worker bowed and obeyed the Emperor's orders.
Suddenly Yzma burst into the room, "Your highness! Your highness!"
Sezekel spun around, "What's the problem Yzma?"
"Empress Mizel is in labour!" Yzma replied exhausted obviously from running up and down the halls of the palace in search of Sezekel.
"Oh my god...." Sezekel froze amazed, "She's in labour... I'm about to become a father! I'm going to be a father...!"
Kuzco's the Name, being Emperor's the Game!
"Hey! Kuzco here! How is everybody today? Well, I know you're all desperate to know about yours truly, my life and how I became the king of the world, eh? I knew it! So here it is, my life story! And a little about Yzma and Kronk too, and I guess I might add a little about Pacha, he is my best friend after all! Well now I will begin, please enjoy..."
"Please your highness and em, your grace, you must understand the troubles my family has and-"
The Emperor nodded, "Yes, but what is it you are wishing for?"
"Well like I was saying my family has many troubles and we are unable to live healthily at the moment so em, I'm here to request some food to help us along, if you would your highness," the peasant begged.
Emperor Sezekel looked over at his wife Empress Mizel, "What do you think, honey?"
Mizel smiled kindly, "Of course. We'll try to help you and your family as much as we can."
Emperor Sezekel nodded in agreement.
The peasant smiled thankfully, "Oh thank you your highness and your grace! God bless!" the peasant bowed politely then left the hall excitedly.
(A/N: Did they believe in a god or gods? I'm not sure, I'll just say god for the time being please tell me in a review whether I'm right or wrong.)
"Another life fulfilled," Mizel joked, suddenly a slight pain hit her near her stomach and she placed a hand on it.
"Are you okay?" the Emperor questioned worriedly.
"Yeah, don't worry, I think it's just kicking a little," the Empress took Sezekel's hand and placed it on her bump which contained their future son or daughter.
Sezekel felt the child kicking, "Wow, that's amazing."
"Yip, I know," Mizel smiled kindly.
"Your grace!" a servant called.
Empress Mizel looked down at her servant, "Yes?"
"The royal dresser has arrived," the servant replied.
"Yes, thank you Yzma, you're excused," Mizel waved her away.
Yzma bowed and quickly exited the hall, as she left, she bit her lip, You'd think after all the years my family has served them they'd give me a little more respect, I swear if they're next little brat turns out to be like them, I don't know what I'll do, she thought to herself.
"Right well I'm off to see the dresser, I'd like to see what her latest ideas are for our child," Mizel smiled.
Emperor Sezekel kissed his wife's hand and helped her off her throne.
She smiled happily then continued on her way to meet the royal dresser.
Sezekel clicked his fingers quickly and within a few seconds a servant appeared beside his side, "Yes your highness?"
"How's the royal playroom coming along?"
"It's nearly finished your highness, the workers are working their best at an amazing speed," the servant replied.
"Thank you Zida, tell them good work, and that they may have a little lunch break," the Emperor replied.
"Yes your highness," Zida nodded and ran off down the stairs out the hall.
"Everything will be perfect for my future child..." Sezekel said quietly yet proudly.
"What do your think your grace?"
"It's beautiful!" Mizel gazed at the outfit with awe.
"May I ask your grace, do you have a certain gender you'd prefer your child to be?" the royal dresser questioned curiously.
Mizel nodded, "You may ask and I'm not sure... If it was a girl then I could make her the best future Empress by introducing her to the peasants needs, I could make her beautiful with your help and I could make sure she found the perfect husband to continue our rule for us, if it was a boy I could make him sweet which is what a lot of men lack, I could make him understand people and overall I could just watch him grow up to be an amazing Emperor."
The dresser nodded, "Yet still no preference?"
Mizel shrugged, "I guess if I had to chose one then I'd go for a girl but like I said I'm not really bothered either way."
The servant nodded, "Fair enough your grace. Well don't worry I have both a female and male version of this outfit," the servant smiled.
Mizel nodded, "Good!"
"Great, wonderful, I'm sure my future son or daughter will love it!" Sezekel nodded approvingly as he looked around the playroom, "How many toys are there so far?" Sezekel questioned.
"67 so far your highness not including storybooks," a worker replied.
"Excellent."
The worker smiled gladly, "We're currently in the making of a little climbing frame for your future heir."
"Good," Sezekel nodded, "Make sure there are lots of physical things, I want her or him to be in perfect health."
"Yes your highness," the worker bowed and obeyed the Emperor's orders.
Suddenly Yzma burst into the room, "Your highness! Your highness!"
Sezekel spun around, "What's the problem Yzma?"
"Empress Mizel is in labour!" Yzma replied exhausted obviously from running up and down the halls of the palace in search of Sezekel.
"Oh my god...." Sezekel froze amazed, "She's in labour... I'm about to become a father! I'm going to be a father...!"