A/N; Making this mainly for craps and giggles. I have seriously no idea what I'm doing but good criticism is open. This first section will be a beginning setting for the story and will take place after the "pacifist" route. There may also be an OC or two down the road. Planning to keep this fairly clean so don't expect excessive swearing or smut.

King Spade's Lovely Predicament
By DuckyGooperKaddlyBooper

The story begins at the Card Castle housing the second Dark Fountain, formerly owned and controlled by King Spade. The fountain itself has long since been sealed off and the King overthrown by his own subjects, not to mention his own son. It has been days ever since he was locked away in the dungeon and left alone in pure solitude and discontent, only given Pizza Flavored Pringles™ to sustain him in his wallowing. Regret and anger went through is mind, regret and anger towards not going out to kill the lightners himself and relying on his son to do it. He wouldn't have been locked up if he did it himself, he wouldn't have been put to shame by the lightners, and his son would not have turned on him if he had not had sent him. His son, the little traitor, if he ever got his hands on him aga-

His train of thought was cut short when the elevator door to the dungeon opened up and out came Lancer, joyfully stomping along the corridor before stopping in front of his Father's cell. He turned his head, flashing him that ever so goofy smile.

"Well hey there formerly-king-but-now-not-king dad!" He said, raising a hand up and waving to him. "How are you doing this day?"

King Spade stared at Lancer unamused before snarling to him, baring his bulky teeth and tongue. "What do you want, you little brat?! Come to try and persuade me yet again? You've already tried, and failed, too many times too count!"

"Well, kinda! Like I said I'd never stop trying, I mean, you are my dad after all, even if you are a big fat meanie!" He spoke innocently, placing his hands on his sides, since hips were practically nonexistent in his rotund stature. "But I mainly wanted to check on you, see if you're still angry, and you are! Now that's surprising!"

King Spade grumbled, putting away the only magazine he was given to read, which was "Everything Fantastic About Rouxls Kaard", which he usually read for a good laugh. "Lancer, I will never change for you, or the lightners. I know my ways, and I will adhere to them, and the Knight's demands. The second I get out of here, I'm going to crush both you and the lightners!" He bellowed whilst giving a cruel smile at the thought.

Lancer frowned, pouting. "Aww, but I had an actually good idea this time, pops! It was a thing called a compra… compromo… campervan… COMPROMISE! Yeah! Compromise!"

King Spade's angered expression faltered for a moment. "Com… promise…? What does that word mean?" He asked, growing curious. "Explain, runt!"

"Well y'see dad, a compromise is this thing I learned about from Ralsei! Its where both people reach some kind of decision though making deals so that they can both get what they want and be happy!" He exclaimed while explaining. "It's like a win-win, with both get our cakes and eat them too! … That's how the saying goes, right?"
The second Lancer mentioned the name 'Ralsei', King Spade's tone shifted to one of absolute disgust. "Of course it's a lightner's teaching!" He grunted. "You're an utter fool, Lancer. I will notfollow with this idea!" The King turned his head away from Lancer, folding his arms.

Lancer frowned with childish frustration. "Why do you have to be so stubborn? I just want you to actually enjoy something for once, dad." He muttered. "It's always "BLAHAHAGAH I'MA KILL ALL THEM LIGHTNAHS AND RESTUR THE SHADOWSES TO THE GLORY, BLAGHAHAGHA!", just like that! Plus, if you actually did follow with this idea, it'd mean you get to come out of the cage, and we'd be a family again, just like before!"

When Lancer said it could mean he'd get out of the cage, that was enough for him to view it as a possible opportunity for release. "… Go on." He coldly said, slowly turning back towards his son. Lancer beamed happily upon seeing this. He thought he was getting through to him after all this time!

"YES! Ha ha, Lancer's time to shine is finally here! Alright, so, here's the dealmabobber. You'll be let free if… uh… uhm…" His speech rambled off. He didn't think he'd actually get this far.

"Out with it, runt!" King Spade demanded, shouting to Lancer. Thankfully that was somehow enough for his somewhat dimwitted son to regain his thoughts.

"Aha! To be let free, you have to find me a new mom-ee! Genius!" He raised his arms in the air proudly, amazed by his own pure and utter genius. King Spade's angered expression faded from his face yet again, replaced by one of raw disbelief.

"… What." Was all that King Spade could really say in reply.

"You heard me, pops!" Lancer pointed towards his downtrodden father. "If you want out, you need to find me a new momma! I never even got to meet my own, and I don't even know what one is, but I want one! From the way Ralsei described them, they're really really sweet!"

King Spade emitted a faint growl of anger, looking down. Such a ridiculous request… for a lot of reasons… then again… what would stop him from thrashing everyone then and there when he got out of the cage? A fiendish smile arose on his face as he looked back to Lancer. "Well, my son. Although…" He stood up, grunting. "… While I doubt anyone could ever replace your mother, I don't see why we cannot try."

Lancer smiled brightly, tongue hanging out in pure joy. His father was finally willing to make an effort! "I knew you'd come around! Okay okay, I'll get a guard to open the cell, and you wait here!" He scurried off, full of pride. King Spade watched him do so before hunching over as he left, rubbing his hands together and snickering ominously, awaiting his freedom to wreak havoc on the world that put him away. Was a mother being "sweet" the only reason Lancer wanted one? What would King Spade do to everyone when he was out of the cell? Does the author even know what she's doing? Probably not! But there may be answers in store later on…