For the sake of my sanity, I'm uploading this lack luster story I wrote with BadgerWolf's help.

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1

The King's Note

"Sire! We've received a message from the kingdom of Jaws Theta Chi!" Chet called to King Johnny as he entered the throne room.

He looked upon his most loyal subject with a bored expression. "Proceed."

"Umm... I was asked to give this to you and not look upon it myself..."

Johnny rolled his eyes. Chet could be so dense sometimes. "Well then by all means give it to me. I don't have all day."

"Sowwy, sire!" Chet apologized as he handed him the note. "Excuse me..."

Johnny snatched the note and began to read it. "What... What in the realms could he possibly mean by that?" He grumbled to himself as he crumpled up the note and sighed, muttering to himself, "I often wonder about you, King Roy..."

"Wonder what?" Randy grinned as he appeared out of thin air.

"Wha-?" Johnny panicked before he turned to find his cousin, Randy, clinging to the wall behind the throne. "How often must I tell you this? Do not enter without my knowledge." He paused, blushing slightly after some thought. "How long have you been there? What did you see?"

"Nothing much. You know as your cousin I don't exactly have to watch my step." Randy grinned as he sat on the edge of the throne, his minstrel cap covering his left eye.

"Watch your tone. Family you may be, but as king I decide to permit whomever I so wish in my throne room. Now what is it you want?" Johnny wasn't in the mood for shenanigans.

"Don't be so formal. I just wanted to see my lovesick cousin for once. We never talk anymore."

Johnny gasped slightly at the statement, but kept his regal demeanour. "I do not know what you are trying to imply, but I suggest you do not. We do not speak because I often haven't the time. It IS a busy task, leading a kingdom, after all."

"Right... You're free enough to leave the kingdom at midnight for your secret rendezvous, but have no time for me? That is trifling." Randy shot back with mock-hurt.

Johnny furrowed his brows. "I have no idea of what you speak. Now I suggest you stop with this line of reasoning."

Randy glared at his cousin and king. "Don't lie to family now. I may be scrawny, but I'm not afraid to snack you into the next fortnight."

"I don't care who you see and I've told no one."

Smack! Randy's hand connected with Johnny's face in anger. "I warned you."

Johnny growled before sighing in frustration. "Fine. But I do not believe you have come to see me out of mere pleasantry. You must have a reason."

Randy calmed down and wrapped his body around Johnny's neck. "I honestly didn't, but now that you're admitting to seeing someone at midnight I have to confirm my suspicions. Its King Roy isn't it?"

"I have admitted nothing, but I shall not deny it either. Now if you are done taunting me with my own personal business I have duties to attend."

"Ah ah ah..." Randy tsked. "If you're not up front with me, my tongue might just slip around the wrong people..."

Johnny growled again. "You wouldn't dare..."

"Then tell me the truth and my lips shall stay sealed. You're like a brother to me..." Randy winked.

The king rolled his eyes, muttering under his breath, "Some brother..." He slouched back in his throne and began picking at his claws, trying to appear indifferent. "Very well, yes, I have been meeting King Roy privately if you must know.

Randy grinned in victory. "Thank you. And if I don't harp on you, what kind of brother would I be even if I'm a cousin?"

"If you did make your knowledge public you would be a dead brother." Johnny stated as he inspected his claws before picking those on his other hand. "I could have you executed, after all."

"But you know I'd never put your business on the street and you love me too much to have me killed... Right?" Randy sweat dropped.

Johnny huffed. "I suppose you are right. Now did you have any other business with me, or..?"

"Need some help? I'm here to serve." Randy offered as he stretched out on Johnny's back.

Johnny inspected his claws again out of boredom. "No, I do not believe I require help at this moment."

"Okay then. I'll see you on the morrow. And try using the secret exit behind the panting of your dad in your room next time you go to see King Roy. It's easier not to get caught." Randy instructed him as he slithered to the front of the throne.

"I do not require advice on how to go by unnoticed, thank you very much." Johnny replied, smiling nonetheless. "Until tomorrow, cousin."

"Later." Randy disappeared again. "By the way, nice package."

"Package? Johnny looked around, seeing only the crumpled note lying on the ground next to his throne. "I don't remember receiving a package..."

Randy chuckled. "You got it when you were born and it's attached to your groin. Bye!" He replied as he dashed out if the throne room.

Johnny gasped. "Such lewdness..." He chuckled slightly, shaking his head. "That cousin of mine will be the death of me..."

"I heard that" Randy's voice echoed down the hall.

"Good!" Johnny sighed and slouched further once he realized he was alone again.

He loved his cousin with all his heart, but sometimes wondered whether he should give him a piece of land or slice his head off with a broadsword.

Suddenly, the letter on the ground began to uncrumple itself.

"Hm?" Johnny grunted as he noticed the letter uncurling. "Randy, don't you dare!"

"Johnny!" a familiar voice called to him.

"O-Oh, I am sorry, I thought for a moment..." The bull monster sighed. "Never mind."

"Damn it! He crumpled it! It's Big Red! I'm in the letter! Smooth it out!"

"Hmm... I suppose I could. Or I could simply leave you there on the stone floor." Johnny smirked.

"Then someone will have to take care of their blue balls by thyself." King Roy shot back.

Johnny rolled his eyes. Big Red was almost as bad as Randy. "It's only been three days, Roy. Some of us can show a little more self-restraint, even if you cannot."

"Open the damn letter up! I'm trying to talk to my boyfriend here!" Roy shouted, running out of patience.

This made Johnny chuckle. "Fine, fine. Only because you asked so... *ahem* Nicely." Johnny replied as he leaned over to pick up the letter, setting it on his lap and smoothing it out.

A green hologram of King Roy appeared on the piece of paper. "I had my trusted mage and brother, George, put an enchantment on the letter so we wouldn't have to keep sneaking out every night to talk."

Johnny rested his head on his right hand. "Well that does solve the problem of speaking with each other, granted. It does not, however, substitute for other things..." the king of Roar Omega Roar smirked slightly, "Like the aforementioned problem you insisted I take care of myself."

"What happened to self control, Sir Smug?" Roy replied with his own smirk.

"Touché. Now tell me, Roy. To what do I owe this... pleasure?"

"I wanted to see you tonight."

"But of course. And what time would you like to arrange such a meeting?"

"As soon as you can reach the secret bunker," Roy pulled on his collar nervously, "If that's okay..."

"Now Roy, you do know how long it takes to travel to your kingdom. We are two lands apart. Is it not a little late to be asking this day?"

Roy smirked. "This letter isn't just for chatting. Look on the back."

"The... back..?" Johnny turned the letter over and frowned down upon it. "What exactly am I looking at here?"

Suddenly, a flash blinded King Johnny as the light seemingly swallows the whole room.