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Albel hated being woken early. If he was to rise before dawn, he was always grouchy for the rest of the day. Well, more grouchy than usual, anyway. He also had bed hair, and he hated that as well. All of this explained why he was now heading towards the sacred chapel in Aquaria's castle. He just really needed to destroy something. And since he didn't believe in Apris anyway, he couldn't see the harm in wrecking a few statues in the church while the others slept.
He was just placing his finishing touches on his work of art (being the pile of rubble on the ground that was once a statue of Apris), when he heard a shrill voice in his ear.
"Watcha doin' Albel?" the voice said, reverberating in his ear.
Albel looked down to where the voice came from. It was, to his horror, Peppita.
"Leave me alone, worm," he growled at her.
"And what will ya do if I don't wanna?" Peppita replied, flashing a smile the man who was currently trying to kill her with looks alone.
"I'll kill you mag-"
"Nah uh" Peppita said cutting him off mid sentence. "Cause otherwise I'll tell everyone that it was you who destroyed the statue.
"Oh yeah, how are you going to prove that, fool?" Albel said, smirking down at the peppy little girl.
"With this bit of the mess you made," Peppita said with a giggle.
Quick as a flash, the little girl ran to the rubble pile, and grabbed a piece of the rubble, and held it out for Albel to examine.
"See? It's got your name engraved in it," Peppita said, dancing back out of range of Albel's claw.
"Dammit! I knew doing that was a bad idea," Albel muttered to himself. "Fine worm, I let you escape from here with your life, and you give me back that," he said, pointing to the piece of rubble firmly gripped in her hand.
"No way!" Peppita exclaimed. "I've got something else in mind, if you don't want me to tell Fayt what you've been up to."
"Bah! What is it, fool?" Albel said, glancing down at the girl, looking as if he would like nothing more that to squash her under his boot.
"Come with me," Peppita said, grabbing Albel's chain around his neck and dragging him along behind her.
Peppita pulled Albel along to one of the back rooms off the temple, and Albel found himself looking down at the tied up figure of the head priest from the temple. The poor man was also gagged, and looked like he had taken a few to many blows to the head.
"Why have you brought me here, maggot?" Albel said, putting every bit of evil he could into the glare he sent in Peppita's direction.
"Because of this!" Peppita announced proudly, grabbing something from over at the doorway.
Albel looked own at the object Peppita held. It was a shiny metal box, with two rectangular holes, and a few knobs. Albel raised an eyebrow at it, then snorted.
"And what is that supposed to be, fool?" Albel said, looking down his nose at the girl.
"This," Peppita said with a dramatic pause, "is a toaster!"
(Insert cricket chirps here)
Albel just stared blankly at the silver- haired girl.
"Well, anyway, Mirage gave it to me and told me to use it as I best saw fit. And so I figured, seeing as how much you love your shiny arm and sword, this toaster would make the perfect wife for you." Peppita said, looking up at the crimson- eyed man.
Albel looked down at the girl with a dangerous glint in his eye that basically said exactly what he was thinking.
"And how does the priest fit into this?" Albel said to Peppita, with a tone that would make anyone in earshot flee in fear of their life. Unfortunately for Albel, Peppita seemed to be immune to his threats.
"Well, someone has to marry the two of you," Peppita said, smiling up at the man who looked like he would enjoy nothing more than tearing the young girl to shreds.
"Marriage!" Albel shouted, "Are you crazy? Why are you doing this to me? What is to stop me from tearing you to bits right now? Don't I have a say in whom or what I'm going to marry? Worm" he added at the end or good measure.
"Well, in the answer to all your questions," Peppita said, "No, because I'm bored, because I'll tell everyone it was you who wrecked the statue and finally… I guess if you can find someone else to marry you by sundown, you don't have to marry the toaster."
At this time, the priest was starting to regain consciousness, and when he saw Albel he started to become panicky, and tried to squirm away.
"Oh no you don't!" Peppita exclaimed leaping on the poor priest. You've got to stay here, unless you agree to marry Albel and his chosen, or the toaster."
The priest began nodding enthusiastically, agreeing to whatever was said. He really just wanted to get out of the storage room, and would have agreed to someone saying he was really a furry green gorilla.
"Right, then it's settled," Peppita said. "I'll let you go now, but only if you come back to marry Albel and the toaster at sunset.
"I will NOT be marrying a toaster," Albel said, his face turning slightly red from anger.
AN: stay tuned for the next chapter, in which Albel has to try to find his wife. Don't forget to write a review. All flames will be used to warm my milk for breakfast.