Short fics

I decided to do a series of shortfics that may be related or not!

Plot: Maduke has been pretty stressed lately, some werewolves were curious to fathom if it was due to their current problems with nobles and union, however, they found out a completely different reason…

Genre: Humor/Family

By the way, I named the blonde werewolf with yellow eyes the same color as his hair that asks to go after Lunark "Serge" in this fic. (Although his name was not revealed officially).

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The preoccupations of a werewolf Lord

"Shut up!"

That shout passed through the solid rock walls to the corridor, startling Urne and Mirai that were passing by at the time. The twins exchanged a worried glance. It was not strange they were surprised, that was the voice of their Lord and he didn't seem very happy.

They sweated a bit and tried to ignore what they had just heard, then, another disturbing sound was heard on the corridor:

*crash*

They could listen perfectly the glass breaking into shatters. Another drop of sweat was formed on their faces as their eyes darkened. It was not like they were trying to listen what their Lord was doing inside his room at the end of the corridor that late at night, but it was unavoidable.

"What's going on…? Is he berating someone again…?" Urne's low voice sought help of her sister as she looked at the side.

"I-I don't know… Don't ask me…" she gulped answering in a lower tone and an exasperated expression.

They exchanged one more glance before deciding that their curiosity deserved to be contented. Nodding once, they approached the door to eavesdrop whatever discussion was happening inside.

"See?!" It was the first yell they heard, and they didn't even need to lean their ears on the door, they could have just listened to the phrase clearly only standing near the room's entrance. "You've broke another jar!"

"Oh…" Urne's eyes opened in amusement, the person discussing with Maduke was a female, could it be their lord had some secrets?

"I told you to not bother me, I know what I'm doing!" this time, it was their Lord that rebuked irascible. "It's all your fault, you keep bugging me!"

"Really? Don't tell me!" the disdain expressed on the female's voice elicited a chuckle on the twins, was there any person in the kingdom that dared to talk in such impolite manner to their Lord? Really, amazing, she had guts. "Who was it that forgot which day is today, huh?!"

"I've said I'm occupied, I don't have time to trifle matters now!" his frivolous, irritated tone was followed by a crackle and some seconds of silence.

"Huh? What now? Why did they stop talking?" Mirai's eyes widened, she stared at her sister in a mix of confusion and excitement.

*crash* *thud*

The sound of another jar breaking echoed out of the room. It seems his bedroom would be a mess after that fight.

"What- Have you gone crazy, Minerva?!" his voice sounded urgently out of breathe.

"Minerva…?" the twins said in unison raising a brow, the name was unfamiliar.

"What?! You've broken a jar, I can break one too if it's such insignificant object!" she retorted angrily.

"Enough! Stop fussing about it!" his dictatorial tone send a shiver inside the twin's hearts, however, unlike them the woman on the other side of the door seemed unwavering:

"Hah?!" she snorted "You can be the Lord outside, but not here!"

The authority she exerted was confirmed when their Lord fell in silence. The green-haired was flabbergasted while the blue-haired had to hold her laugh, covering her mouth with a hand.

"I don't care if that's what you think! I was solving a problem regarding Kentas!"

"Huh? Kentas? That sturdy one with a Mohawk?" for the first time there was preoccupation and calmness on her voice.

"Yes."

"What about him?"

"He's a traitor."

"What?! But he looked like a good guy! He's so honorable." She gasped in surprise.

"No, he's a vermin who betrayed our race, I decided so, don't question my decisions." He tried to look grandiose, but the response from the woman arguing with him was harsh:

"I don't care what you decided, I think it's strange, and I liked that one, I saw him growing up, did you know? He was a child when Serge was born!"

"Are you trying to convince me using Serge now?!" again, the discussion started.

"Serge?" the green-haired outside the room asked o her sister "Does she mean the cute blonde with yellow eyes from our family?" she gestured asking her sister.

"That Serge? No! That can't be!" the blue-haired was struck with admiration. "How could she know him?"

"Are you truly using our son to emotionally attack me?! I won't regret punishing Kentas!"

"Son?!" Urne almost shouted, covering her mouth right away. She couldn't believe what she had just listened.

"Then, that means this woman is… Serge's mother?" the baffled face Mirai had was shared with her twin.

"Yes!" the woman admitted blatantly to Maduke "He'd be completely disappointed if he found out that his father forgot the anniversary of his own wife!"

"Wife?!" Urne's eyes almost popped out "When has he married?!"

"I didn't expect he would be married, I mean, he doesn't look like the type of man who is engaged with someone beside himself, plus… How could we not know anything about it since then?"

"I guess it was his intention to hide it from us… Maybe, he's a shy guy or he wanted to have at least a secret… Or…" a mischievous smirk appeared on her face.

"I guess you're thinking the same as me, Urne, perhaps his wife is so ugly he wanted to hide it… " she giggled enjoying the hypothesis.

"If she looks like Kaio, I can understand why he would want to hide it…" the green-haired completed, chuckling in a low tone.

A snarl came from inside the room, causing a flinch on the twins that strode back from the door apprehensively, thinking that someone might have noticed them. Fortunately, it was not the case:

"The marriage was only an accident anyways! I'm not obliged to remember every day you consider important!" Maduke yelled.

"That was not what you said when we conceived Serge! Moreover it's not 'any' day! It's my birthday!" she was as riled as him. "And you were the one who deceived me back then!"

"Hoho… She is courageous!" Urne praised impressed on how she could make Maduke look like a simple husband.

"Well, I didn't think there would be someone actually naïve enough to believe was talking about marriage when I said I wanted to firm an accord with you!"

"That's what any woman would think exactly, moron! You even brought a present!"

"It was to convince you, not to flirt with you! I'm busy taking care of the clan, I don't need another family to take care of!"

"Why have you married, then?!"

"How could I say no when you already had everything prepared?! Do you know just how many members of the clan would lose favor towards me if I had refused?!"

"So it was political?! Your-" she stopped middle sentenced *crash* "Fine! You can go and take care of your dear clan! I'm going to the human world to commemorate the birthday myself! Don't wait for me, I'm not coming back! Tell Serge you couldn't keep your wife happy!"

An intense growl came out, it was Maduke, Urne and Mirai got scared with the possibility their Lord was going rampant and they could be caught in the havoc now.

"You're turning my life into a hell, Minerva!"

"So do you! And that's my specialty!"

Someone was stomping towards the door. Urne and Mirai stiffened and panicked, looking around nervously to search somewhere to hide, but it was inutile, the door opened, revealing the female werewolf.

She was not very tall, but she had a body with delineated curves, her hair was yellow just like Serge's, composed of many locks fell to her back's length, her eyes were sharp and from an unusual color: orange; she was wearing a long black Spanish dress with a fluffy collar, like Maduke's garment; that said, she was utterly different from what they had imagined, she was very beautiful to tell the truth and they started wondering how their Lord could marry a gorgeous woman. Minerva's left eyebrow rose when her eyes met the twin werewolves standing at the entrance.

"A-ah… We've come to see the Lord… W-We have something to ask." She stuttered trembling internally.

"Maduke!" she shouted not moving a muscle "There are two…" her mouth frozen opened leaving the sentence unfinished as something fazed her.

"H-huh… What's wrong?" Mirai gulped uptight.

Minerva's eyes darkened and seemingly harmful aura started to pour out of her as her brows came together. She turned slowly to the room again and a guttural sound came out of her throat as she called her husband menacingly:

"Madukeee…" the prolonged calling gave off a chilling and eerie vibe to her tone "Why are there two female werewolves coming to our room this late at night?! Explain this!" she pointed to the twins who stepped back warningly.

Maduke stared at the twins with a blank expression, closed his eyes for a moment, massaged his temples, and stared at his wife with a firm gaze, sighing heavily.

"…..."

"Aren't you explaining anything? What a shameless bastard!"

That's how the powerful and arrogant Lord of werewolves was seen in a different shade by the twins who immediately ran away after receiving a killing glare from his spouse who got distracted arguing with him again.

A week after,

Maduke was sitting in the throne room, Urne and Mirai were kneeled in front of him. They were worried he would scold them after they witnessed the "incident", but, luckily, his calm face betrayed her expectations. He had been very patient and cool-headed for a while, they wondered how since he had been too stressed lately. Maybem he found a cure for his stress.

He only listened to their report of their last mission that didn't last a day and dispatched them from the throne room. When they stood up to leave, the twins exchanged a worried glance and gulped, leaving the room, they wanted to know what had happened but didn't have any guts to ask.

In the corridor they came across Serge, now that they knew he was the lord's son they couldn't look at him the same way that before. Mirai was still curious about the ending of that discussion and decided to take the opportunity to pry into the matter:

"Yo, Serge, How have you been doing?"

"Fine….." his apathetic face didn't resemble any of his parents aside from the physical traits of his mother.

"H-huh… Is everything allright with your parents?" Urne scratched her head, asking abashedly.

"W-well, you must have heard from your father what happened a week ago, right?" Mirai completed trying to find out what he thought about it.

"…. I've heard." His placid answer surprised them both. "Don't worry." His calm assertion confused them. "It's all right now, my father bought her a present." His steps resounded peacefully in the silent corridor as he walked away.

Drops of sweat rolled down the twin's faces as they exchanged a glance, they didn't know if it was because of the ridiculous assumption that the woman's anger would be placated with a present or if it was the serious tone he used to tell the ludicrous affirmation.

They didn't have words to comment anything at that point. They were only hoping they wouldn't be targets of that wife's rage again, and that the present had left her utterly happy to not cause any disturbance in the reign. They understood now why he hid her from the clan,

That woman was like a hurricane.

END

I don't really like Maduke, he's a well-constructed character with hatred and all, and I thought he deserved a fic about him too, thus, this one-shot, though he isn't very Lord-like here –giggles-

Btw, did you like Minerva? Do you have any other ideas for one-shots? If you have any wish for a one-shot about some character, give ideas!