Episode 2: Get Off Your Lazy Butt
He could still recall her words as he drifted to sleep in his coffin.
"Now that you've made your point, I'll continue."
Laharl paused. "…There's MORE?"
Mishao nodded. "Of course there's more. For one thing, I can't have you as a slave if you won't work. Therefore, we're going to find out your skills tomorrow. Meet me back at the Heart of Evil at the crack of dawn."
He protested. "I can't wake up that early! I can hardly wake up at 6:00! And that's WITH Etna waking me up!"
She just rolled her eyes. "Should I get you an alarm clock? Oh wait…Now that I think about it, there's an alarm system inside of your collar."
He examined the collar. "There is? I don't see anything…"
Mishao pulled him forward by the collar, the body following suit, sending Laharl's face in her breasts as she messed with the collar around his neck. Laharl wanted to pull away, but she had a good hold on him. He'll have to reward her with an "Overlord's Wrath" later for her good grip.
Mishao opened the ring in the middle of the collar, revealing a compartment inside. She played with the wires that the body of the collar dressed, setting things just how she wanted them. After she finished, she closed the compartment, and released her hold on the collar. Laharl moved as far away from her as he could, eventually retreating behind a filthy rock. Mishao stared at him in disbelief as she could only see his antennas from behind the rock. "You're quite the coward, aren't you?"
Laharl twitched. If there was anything he hated more then those hideous sexy bodies, it had to be calling HIM of all people, a "coward". He rushed from behind the rock straight to her face, leave his sanctuary behind. "I'M NO COWARD!"
She grinned. "You've deserted your hiding spot, then? Anyways, I think that's enough for today. I'll expect to see you here at the crack of dawn, or I'll DRAG you here."
He hesitated to let his knees drop. "I told you, I can't wake up that early…" He watched Mishao as a very mischievous expression painted her face. "What's that face for!"
She faced him. "Why don't you go on home? Don't worry. I guarantee that you'll be here at the crack of dawn, WITHOUT my help."
Laharl looked up at his ceiling. 'Hmm…What DID she mean by that? Is she really thinking I'll GO? …Idiot!' He actually felt a little amused, thinking about how she would be stuck waiting, and HE wouldn't show up at all!
With that, Laharl curled up into a ball as he usually did, and fell into a deep, peaceful sleep. However, it didn't last as long as he intended. When the crack of dawn came, the collar around the sleeping Overlord glowed, and sent him into an electric burst, waking him up instantly. "Grah!" He screamed, as he threw himself from his coffin, and straight onto the floor of his room. He rolled nearby the door way to his room, growling as the last spark left his body. "Ugh…What happened…?"
He then faced towards his window, clearly seeing that it was nearing the crack of dawn. "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me…" He said, his head shaking in disbelief. 'THIS is the wake-up alarm? More like a shower of death!' He felt like screaming into the other room, but he refrained. Instead, he climbed back into his coffin. "Few more minutes shouldn't hurt…" He almost whispered to himself, reassuring that Mishao was just bluffing about dragging him away. He closed his eyes as sleep, captured him once more.
But it was only for a brief moment. He woke up, his eyes opening slowly; as he felt something hard was brushing against him constantly. He quickly came to his senses as he noticed that it wasn't the hard surface moving, it was HIM. He then looked up to see who was dragging him across the floor, and to his dismay, it was Mishao. She didn't look very happy…
He struggled to get her to release her grip on him, but it was in vain. She was easily snaring him into her traps, her killer grips absolute. All he could do currently in this situation, was complain and hopefully wake up his vassals-…then again, that was the LAST thing he would want at the moment. What about his image?
As soon as Mishao opened a portal to the Heart of Evil, leaving behind the castle Laharl knew the most; she stepped in front of her home, and decided she needed to slam-dunk this lazy brat right into the cold hard dirt. Laharl impacted with the ground, face-first. "Ouch! What was THAT for?" He protested.
She huffed, feeling at least a BIT better then she did. "Alright now…show me your skills. You should at least be good at SOMETHING…" She growled faintly, hoping it would slightly be noticed.
Laharl brushed the dirt off his shorts as he got up off the floor. "Why should I show you anything? You threw me into the dirt after dragging me by my leg. It's still a little sore." Obviously, the young Overlord was currently in a sour mood. However, the last thing he wanted to do at this point was piss Mishao off some more.
Mishao could almost hear her head irrupting. "You'll show me, or I'll THROW you right into a night club, you lazy ass!" Laharl winced, and then grumbled as he paced back and forth.
'Great…What am I supposed to do? What do I even START with? I don't wanna be stuck in a night-club with all those creepy sexy bodies…' He thought as he paced. "FINE, what do I start with?"
Mishao nodded in satisfaction. "Good. You can start by building me a palace to live in. I already made some blue-prints, so just try to follow them." Laharl looked over the blue-prints, examining the stupid thing. "It looks a little complicated…" He mumbled as he looked it over. 'I don't have much experience when it comes to building things…but I can't let HER know that! I'm the Overlord; I should know how to do EVERYTHING!' he thought to himself, his infamous pride boiling as he reassured himself. He faced Mishao. "Alright. I will build your stupid palace. Just don't get in my way." He warned her.
Mishao nodded. "I expect you to be done with it before the week ends. Get to work; the materials are right behind you. If you're not finished today, sleep here overnight." She pointed her right index finger towards a pile of materials to start with. Laharl looked right behind him. 'That's a huge pile of stuff. Did SHE carry that here? It wasn't there yesterday…'
To conclude, Mishao climbed up a tree, sitting on the sturdiest branch, waiting for her slave to finish his work. Laharl looked over the blue-prints again, and began to work.
The entire process was difficult for the young Overlord, putting much strain on his body as he worked. He ended up hitting his hand with the hammer countless times, and his hands were practically a bloody red. There were even times where he drove the nail accidentally right into his hand. Mishao yawned as she watched him, her eye-lids fighting for a wink or two. She let them fall, allowing herself to fall into a deep sleep. This turned out to be for a few days…
"…Hey…"
"Hey!"
Mishao slowly opened her eyes to see Laharl, staring up at her. "Hmm…?"
Laharl pointed towards the newly made palace he made. It wasn't the best, but it wasn't the worst, either. "Your dumb palace is done. Go take a nap in there." She nodded, slipping from the branch onto the floor, the impact slight. She walked past Laharl, pulling out a bag of potato-chips from her large bag, where she kept her valuables. She then faced him as she threw the bag towards him, catching him off guard as she caught it. "Here, your treat for doing a good job. You can go home for today. Same meet-up time as yesterday."
Laharl looked at the bag, and then faced her, annoyed. "I'm no dog!" He growled, opening the bag, and shoving the contents into his mouth at a fast pace. Mishao smiled. "You still took it, either way."
He turned away. "T-that's only because it's food that I'll eat! Besides, it didn't look poisoned…"
She sighed. "Anyways, like I said, you can go home now. Meet me again at the crack of dawn." She raised her hand, charging up energy to project a portal leading to the Overlord's Castle.
Laharl threw the empty bag carelessly behind him as he stepped into the portal. He grumbled as he went. "Great, now that this stuff is over with, next I'll have to do paperwork…" He disappeared from sight, as the portal closed.
Mishao grinned as she opened the large front door, leading into the newly made palace. "There's been some progress. I guess he's breakable after all." She giggled as the huge door shut behind her, leaving but an echo of an impact.
Episode 2: Get Of Your Lazy Butt- END
Another chapter rewritten! Yay~!
Anyways, I just wanna make one thing clear to everyone. "A Foolish Bet", is a year-old idea I had, and had written in Microsoft Word so I could keep the story somewhat fresh in my head. However, I have made changes from the beta that I have kept on my computer, and only some a few days ago saw the beta version of prologue/episode 1. Mainly, it was a test to see how people thought of my writing skills 1 year-ago. I knew it needed improvements, and during my free time, weekends AND after school, I have been working on this project. I hope you all enjoy the reading, and please review to let me hear your opinions; they really help me think hard of how to improve.
