How to be A Good Wife for A Lazy Gryphon
May 29th, 2013
Wonderful Wonder World by QuinRose, Story by Elise the Writing Desk (Bee)
It felt like it was just thirty seconds since Alice shut her eyes; it was literally thirty seconds, and the sun had risen. Groaning, the young lady flipped her body and planted her face into the pillow, complaining about how Julius changed the time to soon.
Then there was a huge noise, as if a meteor just landed on the tower.
"What was that!?" Alice snapped up and didn't think twice as she jumped off her bed, running upstairs, since the noise came from there. She was worried about Julius, and as she entered his workshop, she froze in instant.
Nevermind a meteor, it was as if the World War III just hit the damned room.
...
"Julius! What are you doing? Why did you drop that shelf! And why did you flip your table?" Alice carefully tiptoed over the mess and slowly found her way to the Clockmaker's table, putting it back to the right position.
"I need my special quill." Julius said, panting a little as he was busy digging through the mess.
"What kind of quill?" Alice asked, her eyes starting to scan through the room for any quill.
"It looks stupid and tacky like a peacock's feather."
Alice was unimpressed.
"It's sticking on your hair."
Julius froze and straightened his posture while combing his long navy hair to grab the tacky quill.
...
"Oh."
"You're acting like an old man. Is something wrong?" Alice asked in concern.
Julius cleared his throat as he roughly walked through his room, unconcerned about stepping onto his belongings and grabbed a scroll from his table's chest.
"I have to go on a trip. Darn, I haven't even packed yet! I'm supposed to go before noon! It's already morning..." he sighed, scowling as he wrote something rapidly on the paper.
"Why? Actually you can at least hold the time to be morning longer."
"I can't, it needs to change every one hour." Julius let a short sigh and slammed the quill onto the table. "It's the first time I lost control of Time, I can't help feeling a little frantic."
Alice wanted to question why he lost control, but she kept it for later as she tiptoed away.
"I'll pack your things, just tell me things that you have to bring, while you can eat or finish your papers. Nevermind the mess, I'll tidy it up after you go." She said, giving him a small smile.
Julius cleared his throat, looking away shyly. "Thanks, Alice."
~.X.~
"Why do I have to go too?" Alice mumbled unhappily, crossing her arms, standing beside Ace as they watched Julius locked the tower.
"Hey, it's not everyday you can see this, Alice!" Ace chuckled. "A new role has been written to the game. Oh, isn't this exciting?" he smirked to the lady. "What if it's another gorgeous man? Or a boy? Hm...?"
The blonde had a vein popped on her temple. "You want to make something of it?" she threatened sharply.
"Sorry, let's go." Julius said, pocketing the key.
"What about your messy workshop?" Alice asked.
The navy-head shrugged. "This is more important. The new role will stay around the Palace's Territories, and the Queen might chop someone who's late. We only have fifteen minutes to Noon." He said, leading the way.
"Alright! Here we go! It's not everyday we can walk together like this, huh?" Ace cheerfully said, his long feet paced ahead of them.
"Ace, where are you going?" Alice wanted to slap the brunet for his tendency of getting lost everytime, but they were running out of time. "Don't mess around now! Do you want to get your head off for getting lost again?"
Ace laughed. "What do you mean getting lost? This is the right way!"
CLICK
"Be quiet you two, I'll just lead the way." Julius deadpanned after clicking a handcuff to Ace and Alice, then dragged the two with a chain.
Alice twitched. "No way! You handcuffed me with Ace! WITH ACE!"
Ace blinked, and stared at the girl as they walked behind Julius. "Heheh, what's so bad getting handcuffed with me?" he grinned naughtily.
"Julius! I don't want to get harrassed!"
"...That's why I told both of you to be QUIET."
~.X.~
The three of them arrived to the Palace and the guards led them to the Royal Garden, where they could see the other Role-Holders had already been there.
It was quite odd to see Vivaldi and Crysta having tea and chatted in delight, while their prime minister seemed to be on edge on killing each other.
Then there were Blood and Jericho, apparently trying to pretend as if each other didn't exist, but couldn't help sending glares sometime.
"Thank God, we're on time." Julius sighed, gaining others' attention, then Alice's appearance gained everyone's attention.
"My loooove~!" Peter sang as he twirled her way and hugged the young lady. "You've come for me!"
SMACK
Alice twitched as Sidney just smacked Peter away and hugged her, while blushing.
"I only do this because he does that." He deadpanned, and got ready as Peter got into his shooting fit.
"Don't touch my Alice!" Peter growled.
"I won't lose to you, idiot." Sidney spat coldly.
Alice escaped the two by following Julius and Ace. "Why's everyone here? What's the new Role?" she asked anyone.
"The Gryphon." Vivaldi said, standing up to hug the girl, and then let go as Crysta took her turn to hug the young blonde.
"Oh Alice, you have to save us!" Crysta said, taking a longer hug than Vivaldi had. "This Gryphon person is quite unbelievable! He's been assigned to marry one of us!"
"Indeed, can you believe that, Alice?" Vivaldi joined the hug-party.
"Why are you hugging my Alice! That's not fair!" Peter whined.
Jericho sighed. "Can all of you shut your traps and let the event begin?"
"Yeah, I'm so sick of being here too long." Blood murmured.
The two glared at each other, then looked away.
'What's with these guys...' Alice twitched. "So, where's the Gryphon? What's he like?" she looked around, and then Nightmare walked through the crowds, coughing a little, bringing a piece of paper.
"By the power bestowed upon me, I have burdened the responsibility of The Gryphon," he said and took a step back as if giving a way to someone, "...to Lincoln Griffin."
Everyone clapped formally as a young man, around sixteen or so, made his way nonchalantly through the other Role-Holders, scanning them lazily, then let out a sigh as he abruptly stopped.
"...Me goin' home. Better stayin' home bein' a humble 'ol farmer." He turned and walked away.
...
"You can't do that!" Nightmare coughed frantically. "Hey! Get back here! This is your responsibility! You've been chosen! If you don't fill the Role, the Game will be over!"
"Balderdash." Lincoln Griffin shrugged, his hay-colored hair swayed coolly as he turned to give the poor Caterpillar another one of his lazy stares. "Me abandonin' the ship, and ain't nothin' ye can do fer it."
...
"I'm terribly sorry, but you have no choice, Mr. Griffin." Gray Ringmarc somehow found his way grabbing the boy's collar and dragged him back to the crowd. "Whether you take the Role or get excecuted."
"Ain't give any damn." Lincoln sighed. "Ye chop me head off, nothin' 'appen."
...
Apparently his short speech knocked some sense to the other Role-Holders, that Alice had to resist herself from laughing out loud. Possibly this was why Lincoln fit the Role of Gryphon; he was free and strong, just like the mythic creature, Gryphon.
Lincoln was right. What happens, happens. He might be the opposite of Julius, who firmly held the rules of the Game. They might get killed, and then their clocks will be repaired. But if that's how the world went, so what? Lincoln obviously had portrayed his own way of rebel.
"Care fer nothin'. Really." Lincoln suddenly started. "Ye do yer part o' yer stupid sails, ye can chop me head off," he nodded to Vivaldi, "...Pu' me on yer damned collection gallery," he glanced to Crysta, "...set yer blabberin' boys on me anytime," he blinked to Jericho and Blood, then lazily, turned to face Julius.
"And ye can keep repairin' my clock whatsoever, and I ain't give a shit to yer Game. Idiotic bunch o' Cocker-Snipe. Me gonna sail as a farmer, nothin' ye can do 'bout it, kill me everytime, Cap'n Lincoln will sail back to his farm."
"Come now, cool pirate..." Boris grinned, amused by his nerve. "Be reasonable. What about a deal?"
Gowland glared at the Cat. "What are you doing?" he hissed.
"This is how you deal with a pirate, old man." Boris explained angrily, before returning to the new Gryphon with a grin. "What do you want? We have two Queen, powerful Mafia Bosses, Amusement Park Owner, a man that's practically a God that can bring anyone to life, you can possibly ask for anything."
Alice was impressed by the fact that, for once, everyone agreed in Boris. Was the continuation of this Game really that important to them?
"Right'o, then..." Lincoln sighed. "Be explainin' what me Job fer t'damned Role, first?" he asked, putting hands on his hips bossily.
"Marry one of us, despite we don't know what to make of you," Vivaldi answered quickly.
"As long as you stay in this territory, you're allowed to take care of your farm." Crysta assured. "Unless if you marry us," she pointed at herself, "You'll have to accept that your farm has to be moved to my country."
"You will take care of everyone's script." Julius added, showing a scroll which he had signed before. "When their clock will stop, what they have to do...You will be provided a personal work chamber with whoever you marry."
Alice's eyes widened at the job of the New Role. What was wrong with this world? The more people she knew, the weirder the Game had turned into. Now they'll have someone who'd control their lives even Death. Lincoln turned out to be exactly Julius' opposite. While Julius brought people to life, Lincoln had to play them like puppets, even decide their Death.
Lincoln exploded into laugh.
"By Jove, this be pleasin' me fer a new hobby!" he laughed hysterically. "Why didn't ye blabber earlier, ye foolish Barnacles?" he did a knee-slap, "Be knowin' that, I'd abandon t'ship b'fore steppin' on it! I'm shovin' off!" he waved and turned again and walked away.
"Don't!" everyone yelled.
Alice couldn't help but exploded into laugh at their reaction. Lincoln was so funny! And the others didn't get it. He was a free man, he wouldn't be interested to play others' life. Then a shadow towered over her, and Alices topped laughing.
It was Lincoln, staring at her lazily.
"Alastrboard, I will marry this beauty!" he said bluntly, pointing at her.
"NO!" most of the men yelled (such Peter, Boris, Elliot and the Tweedles).
Alice gaped. "H-Huh? Oh, why?"
Lincoln paused, and then puffed his cheeks. "T' other beauties be too old fer me." He shrugged, tilting his head to the two Queen.
"B-But your Role is to marry one of THEM, not me!" Alice protested.
"No, actually we said; us, Alice." Vivaldi corrected reluctantly, a vein beside her lips.
"Us includes you." Crysta added sadly.
"Julius, do something!" Alice whined helplessly. Her worst thoughts became true as Julius just stared at her back hopelessly, broken-hearted. She couldn't believe this. She stared at the other Role-Holders. Even Peter wouldn't pull his gun for her!
Was this Game more important than her? It was sad...
Alice hung her head down, bit her lower lip silently.
"No game be played if I can't marry this beauty." Lincoln stubbornly said, crossing his arms.
"I don't have a palace, where will you build your work chamber?" Alice asked emptily, and the other men frowned at this sadly.
Alice knew there was no helping of it. Just like Lincoln had been saying, there was nothing they could do. Those bastards! Sacrificing her to a stranger!
"No need t'worry. Me house be enough." Lincoln said with lazy eyes again, pocketing his hands into his frilly pants. "Up fer it, beauty?"
Alice glanced her eyes, scanning for the others' expression, but they looked away.
"Sure." She said, forcing to be cheerful, laughing awkwardly. "Goodness, I'm gonna get married...Yay..."
She's going to make Lincoln write those Role-Holders' script horribly. They'll get tortured for the rest of their life! Oh, she had planned the worst of the worst!
Gowland would have to introduce himself as Mary all the time, and he couldn't go into his trigger-mode despite getting pissed off.
Blood would eat carrot dishes for the rest of his life!
Peter would always walk on mud and whenever he's out, he'd be rained by germs!
Lincoln held his hand out for her, a small, friendly smile on his lazy face. Alice stared at his hand while her mind was rushing on about her evil plan to the Role-Holders' life script, when she finally got onto the plan for Julius' script.
She gave Julius one last glance before taking Lincoln's hand and smiled.
"I hope we'll be happy."
Honestly, she couldn't hurt anyone despite she hated them so much for doing this. Or maybe, she just loved them too much that she'd actually marry this guy for their silly Game.
Still...
"Do we invite yer mateys t'our wedding?"
"Don't."
Sorry if this didn't make sense. Pretty much, I just make a new role-holder. I wanted to make the Carpenter, but he's in a poet, so Gryphon is more of an absolute character.