What A Lovely Face.
"Is it your face that is driving you up si wall? Well, it's-a time to replace your face! It's-a time for your big-a debut!" Pavi sang, disagreeing with every word. That would mean less lovely faces would belong to him, but what Amber says always goes.
After he could escape the camera, he was immediately gone, in search of his mirror.
"You look-a fine, you look-a dazzling. It take-a all your time…to be this perfect!" Pavi sang, glancing at his face in the mirror and showing great satisfaction. His new face was serving him well. Girls would wrap themselves around him and sometimes even offer him their face. It was the best his life had been since the death of his so-called father, Rotti Largo. He only hoped it would continue, even with the ability to replace faces. The future was catching up with even the most important man on the earth. That was, if he'd already surpassed Luigi. It was pure luck that the young girl, Shilo had left. Because of her disappearance, it was up to the Largo's to decide who would inherit all of GeneCo. For the moment, Pavi wasn't worried or intimidated by any of this. This decision would take more time.
For the moment, Pavi's focus was on his work. To become better now was to win later. His attention was drawn to his many faces, the current being his favorite.
And who's face was it? Since the opera, Amber's face had been auctioned off, and it was now in Pavi's possession. Mainly because he knew he deserved it.
The night was coming and Pavi needed his beauty sleep. He admired himself a while longer before settling down. Like a child, he bragged about himself(to no one at times).
It couldn't be helped that he was extremely beautiful.
"What a lovely face," he came to say, if only speaking to himself, then falling into a deep sleep.
Whatever was ahead was to be worried about later on.
A/N: As you can see, that was my random Pavi outburst. It's much appreciated to get reviews!