Author's Note - Hi Everybody! So, Sequel. Eh, EH? Sorry, my nerd side is taking over. If you haven't read The Black Parade, then go read it. GO! Have you read it yet? Yes? Good. I would like to point out that Yes, Doctor Who influences some portions of this story, The First Story, any other stories that may follow, and Names. (seriously, most of the names i have used are either from characters or the names of actors) For copyright purposes i own Olivia and a few more aspects in this story. Reviews are like Unicorns, beautiful, gorgeous and real. So leave me a unicorn why don't you? If not for me, then for Mikey.
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The warm stagnant air populated the mansion's rooms and halls. Every day it seemed like I was always in a different room. My search of finding the coolest room in the mansion seemed to of been in vain. The servants' usual black uniform was traded out for cooler replacements. Everyone, it seemed had done the same. My usual dress was traded in for a much shorter one. The comfortable long sleeves were gone while my hair was pulled up from my neck.
"Wow! You look, wow!" Frank stammered, the first to see me this morning.
"Good morning to you too!" I laughed.
"Has Mikey seen you yet?" He asked with a grin.
"No, he hasn't," I hesitantly answered.
"Well then, you're on my team," Frank grinned, handing me a pistol.
"Is it loaded?" I asked curiously.
"Fully loaded with water," he replied.
"Perfect!" I exclaimed
"C'mon, let's go eat breakfast in the kitchen and discuss strategy," Frank said offering me his arm.
The two of us walked to the kitchen, having to dodge Ray and Bob on the way. We sat at a counter and had our breakfast, talking and laughing like teenagers.
"So, where is the game taking place this time?" I asked, taking a bite of bacon.
"Out back. Our base will be the boat house out by the lake. The two other bases are the stables and the green house. Battle start at nine," he informed me.
"Do you know who is teamed up with whom?" I inquired.
"Since you're on my team, I want to say that Mikey and Gerard are teamed up.
That leaves Ray and Bob," he answered.
"If we can eliminate one team, we can then easily take out the others. Maybe if we can team up with Gerard and Mikey, we can then easily take out Ray and Bob," I thought out loud.
"And how are we going to get Mikey and Gerard on our side?" Frank asked.
"Remember your reaction to me this morning? And also I can easily persuade Mikey," I grinned.
I was staked out by the lake behind the mansion. Frank had left to lure Gerard and Mikey to the boat house.
"Olivia, it's me!" frank whispered.
I quickly unlocked the door allowing Frank to get in.
"Did you find them, Frank?" I asked
"yeah, they were right behind me," he whispered.
"Frank!" Mikey yelled.
"Come out Frank!" Gerard added.
"Give me your gun," Frank instructed.
"Why?" I almost yelled.
"I have an idea. Go out there with your hands up and ask for a truce. If they shoot you, I'll shoot them," he explained.
"This better work midget," I warned him.
Handing him my gun I stood up and slowly opened the door. I poked my empty hands out the door, using my leg to open it up the rest of the way.
"I'm unarmed!" I yelled towards them.
The brothers stood there, gaping at me. Mikey and Gerard were expecting me to be wearing such a short dress. I took the opportunity to walk slowly to them, with my hands raised. They still had their pistols aimed at me.
"I'm not concealing anything. I promise I'm unarmed," I smiled at them.
"Wow," Gerard had managed to say.
"Frank and I would like to propose a truce, so that we can go after Ray and Bob. Together those two are dangerous," I explained.
"How do we know you're not going to shoot us?" Gerard asked, insure of what we're up to.
"The fact that I'm unarmed. Frank has my gun. If you two wanted to you could shoot me right now, but your chances on defeating Ray and Bob will be down significantly," I told them.
"Fine, truce until Ray and Bob are gone," Gerard said while lowering his pistol.
"Frank, Truce!" I yelled back.
"Good, now get in here! Ray and Bob might be watching!" Frank yelled back.
Gerard started to walk towards me and the boat house, but Mikey was still frozen on the spot.
"Hey are you okay?" I asked him.
"Yeah, it's just … you look so … wow," he stammered.
"Come on, let's go. I want to win this, not be knocked off my Ray and Bob," I laughed while pulling him towards our base.
On the way in we heard the sounds of rustling bushes and footsteps behind us. We quickened our pace back to safety. Halfway there we broke into a run and slammed the door shut behind us. Gerard and Frank stood and stared at us as we sank to the floor.
"We heard sounds behind us. Thought it could be Ray and Bob," Mikey explained.
Frank stood to the side of a window peeking outside while Gerard mirrored his actions. Mikey and I were sitting on the floor with our backs against the door, my skirt riding higher than normal. He stared at me, his hand starting to move towards my leg.
"Not know lover boy," I smiled, standing up and adjusting my dress.
"Mikey, go out the back and sneak up behind them," Gerard told him.
"Why me?" he whined.
"Because you are quieter than I am," His brother explained.
"Fine," he huffed as he stood up, grabbed his gun and crept out.
I joined Frank and Gerard at the window. Frank had slipped my gun into my hand and I placed it to Gerard's back without him noticing. We watched out front, hoping to catch Ray and Bob come towards our location. Minutes later the two walked out of the tree line with their hands held high and sat down on the grass. Mikey followed the two out with a grin plastered on his face. Taking this as they've been shot by Mikey I shot Gerard with my water pistol.
"What the?" Gerard asked.
"You didn't think you'd make it out of here did you?" Frank grinned.
"Dammit!" he exclaimed.
I shot frank in the chest, much to his surprise and ran out of the boat house before they could say anything.
"Mikey! You are amazing!" I yelled as I rushed towards him.
I wrapped my arms around his neck while he wrapped his around my waist, dropping his gun by accident. I pointed my gun to the back of his head. Just before he kissed me I pulled the trigger.
"You cheat!" he yelled as he picked me up.
"I can't believe she turned on me!" Frank said in disbelief as him and Gerard left the boat house.
"Where are you two going?" Gerard called after us.
"Revenge!" Mikey smiled walking towards the lake.
I struggled against him as he carried me towards the water. The others followed and laughed. Walking onto the dock he held me above the water.
"Do you, Princess Olivia, admit to shooting your own teammates and allies in a game of war?" Gerard asked me, trying to sound official as possible.
"I regret nothing!" I yelled at him.
"You have been sentenced to death!" He announced.
Mikey dropped me into the lake, causing everyone to laugh. When I swam up to the surface to air, a hand had reached out. Looking up at the ever-helpful Gerard, I pulled him into the water. The four remaining men were laughing even harder. The two of us swam towards the shore. Finally on dry land, we were met by our cohorts and left to go back inside. As Gerard's shirt clung to his torso, my skirt was clinging to my legs. Once inside, we went our separate ways. Ray, Bob and Frank left to put the pistols away while Gerard, Mikey and I went back towards the bedrooms. Halfway there, Jeff, Gerard's assistant had joined us.
"Sir, when you have a moment there is something of importance that I wish to speak with you about," Jeff asked.
"Yes, let me go change real fast. Someone pulled me into the lake," He answered, running off towards the bedroom.
"What happened?" Jeff asked me.
"One of our war games got a little out of hand. I was thrown in first," I informed him.
"You guys are out of hand at time. Anyways, you've lived here for almost a year. I'd like to know how you like it here," he said to me.
"I love it here. I feel like I've learned a lot. Coming here was probably the best thing I have ever done," I told him, feeling an arm snake around my waist.
"Good. It's good to know that. We might have a new guest, if she is approved," He told us.
Gerard had finally rejoined us, in new dry clothes now. Jeff and Gerard left us alone.
"Come on, I need to go put something dry on," I told Mikey, dragging him towards my room.
"Can I help?" he asked suggestively.
"Maybe," I winked.
Gerard sat at his desk, looking between the letters that Jeff had placed in front of him. Jeff was sitting in a chair in front of him, patiently waiting for the man to finish.
"So would we receive both or just one of them, from Almia?" he asked Jeff.
"Only one. The other has already received confirmation to receive their education in Arrakis," Jeff informed him.
"Really? They're splitting up twins? That's a little extreme," he commented.
"Even though they are twins, they are not fraternal twins. They don't look so much alike nor do they act alike. I have heard that they cause quite a bit of trouble together," Jeff added.
"I'll write them back then. It would be a pleasure to have someone new. I have a feeling that Olivia will become a permanent fixture as well as a sister soon," Gerard smirked as he took out a piece of stationary.
"So only one?" he asked.
"I guess also the one from Fiore as well," Gerard added.
"Three princesses of different nations under one roof. I hope this doesn't turn sour," Jeff remarked.
"So do I," Gerard agreed.
After lunch we all met in Gerard's office. He had told us during lunch that he had some important news. When we all collected in his office we sat on the couches, around a coffee table.
"I have some important news. In a few days we will have two new royals staying with us. They will be basically doing what Olivia had done. They will be learning about our country as well as other important things," he informed us.
We were all in shock. I don't think any of us had expected this to be what he wanted to tell us. I stared at Gerard, confused by what this meant for me.
"Gerard, you're not kicking me out right?" I slowly asked him.
"Are you kidding me? You're pretty much my little sister, I could never do that to you!" he told me while I breathed a sigh of relief.
"So, who are the lucky ladies?" Frank asked.
"Her Royal Highness Princess Melody of Almia and Her Royal Highness Princess Astrid of Fiore," Gerard answered.
"Wait, so Princess Melody will be split from Princess Autumn?" I asked him, confused.
"I know, I was confused at first. I guess it's something their parents wanted," he explained.
"Are they sisters?" Ray asked.
"Twin sisters. And super nice," I replied.
"They should be here in about a week. I want you all to be nice. Their families will be staying the night, so that means a banquet," Gerard said.
"Have you ever met any of them?" Ray asked me.
"I've met the Princesses Melody and Autumn. They are probably the nicest people I have ever met. I haven't met Princess Astrid though," I answered.
"So we only have to worry about only one of them," Frank thought out loud.
"Yup. You guys got lucky with me. I have met a bunch of princes and princesses and other nobles who are just snobby and ungrateful," I added.
"And by you, you mean Mikey gets lucky with you?" Ray joked.
"Twisting my words, you're almost as bad as my father's advisors," I shot back.
"Ouch!" Frank laughed.
"Back to more mature matters. This ball means that their whole family will be in attendance. So please behave," he warned us.
"Will do!" Frank smirked.
The mansion was in a flurry. The two visiting families would be visiting tomorrow. The servants had been rushing about; delivering flowers and color about the place. I had been helping somewhat, trying to add input to what the girls might like. The men were stepping in every now and then, but spent most of the time hiding from the hustle. The guys had been spending a good deal of time in secrecy, keeping me in the dark. Whenever I had tried to bring it up, they would always change the subject.
During the past week I had hardly seen Mikey, seeing as how he was away in secrecy and I was helping with the preparations. After dinner I decided to spend my last night as the only princess in the mansion in my favorite room, the library. Just as I was finishing a novel called The Patient Centurion the sound of an opening door filled the silence in the library.
"Whatcha reading?" Mikey asked.
"The Patient Centurion," I replied, my eyes glued to the page.
"What's it about?" he asked, sitting down beside me.
"Its story about a centurion who guards this sort of alien prison because the woman he loves is trapped inside," I started.
"Sounds odd," He replied.
"It's really good," I commented as his head fell onto my shoulder.
We stayed that way until I finished the last few pages. The instance that I had set the book onto the table he had engulfed me in his arms.
"You know, this might be the last night that we'll alone together in the library," I said to him.
"So we should make the most of it," he replied before leaning in and kissing me.
His hands had rested on back while mine swiftly moved to the back of his head, deepening the kiss. As things were starting to heat up, I felt the zipper on the back of my dress start to slide down. My hands went from his back to his chest, playing with the top button on his shirt.
"What if someone walks in," I asked him quickly pulling away.
"They'll see us and leave," he replied, starting to kiss me again.
"What if your brother walks in?" I asked him, pulling away again.
"Dammit," he sighed, slowly zipping the back of my dress up.
"That's why we shouldn't do that in here," I told him, hoping he'll get my hint.
"I'm sorry," Mikey replied sitting up.
"Mikey," I started.
"Your room or mine?" I asked him suggestively.
"Oh! OH! That's what you meant. Mine's closer," he replied, grabbing my hand.
We took off running through the mansion to his room, laughing the whole way there. When we approached his room he ripped his door open and shut it just as fast when I was in. Next I knew he picked me up and playfully threw me on the bed, with him landing next to me.
"You are something," I laughed.
Morning Arrived and a ray of light had hit my face, waking me up. Not wanting to be awake, i buried my face into Mikey's bare chest and mumbled.
"What was that?" Mikey asked groggily.
"I don't wanna wake up," I replied more clearly.
"Then let's just go back to sleep," he replied, strengthening his hold on me.
"They arrive today though," I reminded him.
"Yeah, but I have you, without any clothes on, in my bed. I'd rather take Gerard's telling us off rather than letting you go," Mikey told me while one of his hands snaked their way to my stomach.
"Fine all the blame is going to be on you then," I replied, kissing him.
