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Queen of Love.
~PoM~
"Come on, kick him! I don't understand humans and their whole fighting fair nonsense. You think if I fought fair with Blowhole I'd still be standing where I am today?" Skipper said, the penguins gathered around their television.
"But you're sitting, Skippah." Private pointed out.
The leader looked down, shifting his weight of his bottom. "Huh. So I am. Thanks Private."
Private nodded and turned back to watching the fighting match.
"You know dolphins aren't commonly known for devious behavior. In fact they are known for the complete opposite. It's strange if one were to think about it." Kowalski commented.
Skipper growled. "Evil maniac, soft skin, and hawks in mama nature's eyes. Curse…you…Blowhole..!"
"Hello there neighbor!"
"Ring-tail!" Skipper exclaimed. "How many times have I told you not to just barge into our HQ?"
The royal king thought about it for a second before answering to his best capabilities. "Eh…I cannot remember a single time you telling me dat."
Skipper looked to his second in command. "Kowalski?"
Pulling out a tally sheet, the analyst, Kowalski, answered. "593 including this one."
King Julien rolled his eyes. "Pfft! Well dats simple! De smart feather fish is obviously framing de royal me for crimes MORT committed!"
"Are you calling Kowalski a liar?" asked Skipper.
"His fleshy bottom is upon fire!" Julien proclaimed.
Private spoke. "I think you mean liah liah pants on fiah."
The lemur king stared at the young chubby penguin. "Shut up, okay?"
Skipper growled out of annoyance. "Just get out of here before you get it!"
Maurice stepped up to stop any oncoming arguments. "Chill guys, we just came for some more sugar for the drinks. We'll be outta here soon enough."
Kowalski nodded. "We should have some on the lower levels if you'd please follow me." the analyst led the aye-aye and the mouse lemur into the now activated elevator from out of the floor and rode it down.
After this, at hearing that he'd be getting something from his future queen, the king's excited thoughts got the better of him. "OHHH!" Julien got excited and shoved his body up against the leader and whispered in his ear hole. "Is it, perhaps, a kiss from you to me?"
Skipper's eyes widened a bit at the request. "A what? And don't they teach you about manners back at that island you're from? Keep outta my personal space!"
"Harrumph." The lemur backed away, overly disappointed. "Fine! But don't be begging de king for help when you need it!"
"Why would I ever in my right mind ask for YOUR help? You're completely useless to just about any situation!" the leader shouted.
Julien gasped over dramatically.
"Ho boy." Maurice said and halted in his and Mort's dragging of the sugar bag to the ladder, the two shortest lemurs and the analyst just making it back up from retrieving the sugar. They turned to watch the scene as did Private and Rico. All with concerned expressions.
"How dare you be saying dat to de king!" The ring-tailed one walked towards Skipper, pointing his finger at the penguin. With every word came a poke to the feathery chest. "I…am… not...useless! I have done many dings in my rule as king! Even before I was king, I did amazing dings! You've just never seen de amazing king- dat is me- do anything you would consider special!" Julien spun on his heels in front of the bossy penguin, showing up his backside before flicking the penguin in the face purposely with the end of his furry tail. The monarch then stormed out of the HQ with a snooty snap of the fingers.
The four penguins and two remaining shorter lemurs watched on as the hatch above was slammed shut after the king's dramatic departure.
"Uh, thanks for the sugar, guys." Maurice said before he and Mort dragged it through Private's first prize fish tunnel. It was a heck of a lot easier than pulling it up the ladder since he had Mort with him.
"Bye bye!" Mort waved and dropped the side of the sugar he was holding on himself. "OWIE!"
The first prize fish plaque trophy shut behind them as the aye-aye struggled to lift the sugar sack off the tiny lemur's body.
Skipper blinked and plucked lemur fur from off his face, dropping it on the ground. "Well that was more obnoxious than usual."
"I wondah what's up with Julien. Maybe you should go and have a talk with him, Skippah." Private suggested.
"Are you kidding! Last time I couldn't get him to stop whining about how he wants to take over our habitat to expand his territory!" Skipper exclaimed.
Private shrugged. "Well he did seem excited about whatevah it was he was whispahing to you. What'd he say anyway?"
"Well...um..." their leader stammered, blushing a light shade of crimson.. "You want to know what he said...well...he said...uh..."
"Is something wrong, Skipper?" Kowalski raised a brow.
"Ya know what? I'll try to have another talk with him." With that, the leader bounded out of the base glad to be away from that situation.
Private blinked as their leader quickly left through the hatch ladder. "I wondah what that was all about then."
"Ionno" Rico shrugged and started relieving the itch he had on his stomach, much to the analyst's and private's disgust.
~PoM~
"Cheer up, your majesty…" Maurice groaned as he hefted the sugar sack over to the smoothie bar. "...He didn't mean it."
"YES he did, Maurice! Did you see de way he looked upon me? Did you SEE it?" King Julien frowned upon his throne.
"I can see your feet!" Mort pointed, climbing up the royal throne to get up close to the king's feet. He'd long forgotten he was supposed to be helping carry the sugar. He'd long forgotten what sugar even was as he laid his on the royal feet again.
"Mort..." Began King Julien, "I want you to do a tiny bitty favor for your king..."
"Okay!" Mort smiled.
"I want you to..."
Mort nodded excitedly for the king to go on.
"...SHUT DA HECK UP A LITTLE BIT. OKAY?!" Then Julien kicked Mort out of the habitat.
Maurice blinked in surprise. "Your majesty...don't you think that was a little unnecessary on Mort's behalf?"
"Of course not, you silly! Because all de behalf's are mine and they are not beHALF'S they are be-WHOLE'S! De king never gets half of anyding!"
The royal adviser sighed. "Alright then, I'll rephrase it: Wasn't that a bit mean to do to Mort?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Maurice! I am nothing but kind to Mort! What would ever make you think dat I was mean to him?"
"Sigh, never mind your majesty."
"Sometimes you really don't make any of de sense to me!"
Maurice sighed again, hating his life and out of desperation to end the conversation because he was tired from the physical labor, asked, "How about a smoothie to help you keep your mind off things and so I can sit my butt down for a while? I can make your favorite."
"Eh…which one is being my favorite again?"
"You know…the one with mangoes and lychees with a hint of citrus." Maurice shrugged.
"Oh, my lychee nuts! I want a bowl of dose! Forget about de stupid smoothie!"
"As you wish, your majesty." Maurice said in bored monotone. The same job for over 20 years could do this to a person. He'd been picking up behind Julien's royal rump since the king had been a prince.
"Eh, Maurice? Can I be asking you something?"
Maurice was slightly surprised, but calmly answered with a nod. "Of course, Julien."
"Do you think it is possible dat... dat de bossy penguin is hating me?"
The right hand man had to take a hesitant moment of silence while trying to decide what to tell the king; What Julien wanted to hear, or what he should hear. "Your majesty!" He spoke, choosing his words carefully since he was telling the ring-tailed one what he should hear. "I wouldn't even dream of it! He may be annoyed every now and then by you, but you get annoyed by the penguins and you don't hate on them, so why would they hate on you?"
"I suppose you are right, Maurice. I am thanking you for your words of de reassuring!"
"You're welcome."
Julien jumped down from his throne in new found determination. "So now all dats left to do is go find de bossy penguin and tell him how thanking I am of him for not hating of me!"
Maurice hadn't meant for that to happen. "Uh- well... That's not exactly what I was tryin' to-"
"I cannot hear your objections, I am too busy going to de park to see de bossy penguin! I thought I saw him go dat way! Wish your king is to be getting lucky!"
"W-wait! Your majesty-!" Maurice tried but the king was already gone. He sighed and murmured. "Good luck."
"I like the leprechaun!" Mort proclaimed, suddenly back from wherever he was originally kicked.
Maurice only shook his head. "Oh Mort."
"Is King Julien going to see the leprechaun?"
The aye-aye lemur nodded. "Yeah, but let's just hope the leprechaun wants to see King Julien." Maurice laughed to himself and then thought further into what the king had said before he left. His eyes went wide. "Wait a minute, getting lucky? What'd he mean by that?"
"King Julien loves the leprechaun!" Mort cheered.
