Chapter 2 : Love is only a phase

The evening after, Larry and Fiskmeyer watched the peace treaty being finally ratified by both parties. Everyone was clapping, overjoyed and ready to get some punch. While the party was ending, Jezebel's face appeared on every screen of the room.

"I would like to personally thank King Louis XXXX and Queen Aurelia for maintaining peace between our two countries and apologizing again for the mere incident of yesterday. World is changing and it is reassuring to watch it changing for better..."

Larry chuckled at it. "She definitely improved in her speeches." He knew Jezebel for quite a long time. She was in charge the moment where her brother died. At the beginning, she was a childish old lady, acting like some princess in need and not the sovereign she was supposed to be. Now, she was the one who was doing anything to protect peace in their world.

"…And…" She paused. "I would also like to thank Larry 3000, my diplomat and personal servant. I wouldn't have gone as far without him and I'm happy having him by my side."

Larry froze at this, stunned by Queen Jezebel's initiative. Of course, they had a good relationship as employer and employee. But it was only this. Queen Jezebel could be cold whenever they were in disagreement. He looked back at Fiskmeyer. He looked bitter. Maybe somewhat jealous. Indeed. Fiskmeyer worked under her longer than Larry did. He wondered why Jezebel didn't thank him too while he was human and Larry was a robot. Robots were always sidekick for humans. It was very well known.

However, Larry only shrugged and gave her a small smile. Once she finished her speech, the party was over and everyone were heading for rooms to teleport. Of course, cars, planes, bus still existed (though they flied now). But robots were also useful for this. That was much quicker. Larry waited for Fiskmeyer before teleporting both of them at home.

Once they arrived in their big apartment, Larry just moved to the kitchen to cook while Fiskmeyer was taking his coat off. He silently sat on table, waiting for Larry's dinner. This latter sighed. Fiskmeyer was definitely upset by what happened. He glanced at the average old and bald man frowning, without even saying anything.

"Are you angry against me?" Larry sighed while serving him some curry. They had a very different relationship at home from the one they had at work. At work, Fiskmeyer and Larry were portrayed like two rivals, fighting for Jezebel's favour despite Fiskmeyer had been his mentor. Nevertheless, it was politic. At home…that was different.

"No." Fiskmeyer sighed. "Nothing. You made a pretty good job tonight, Larry"

"You know, I wouldn't have done it without you either, Fiskmeyer. You taught me everything." Larry sat near him.

"Yes…But look like you are Jezebel's favourite from now" He took his fork to eat. "…I can understand. You are more courteous. You easily smile whenever I just try to be professional."

"Aww. Fiskmeyer" Larry simply caressed Fiskmeyer's hand, wickedly smiling. "You are definitely not that professional. Not here."

Before waiting for Fiskmeyer's reply, he just kissed him on lips while untying his ribbon. Without even caring about the meal he just prepared, Larry gave little kisses on Fiskmeyer's neck, unbuttoning his suit as well. "Larry…" Fiskmeyer whispered between kisses. "…I don't know if it is—"

"Sssh. I just want to apologize for Jezebel. Don't ruin it" Larry smiled before kneeling in front of him, definitely intending to go further from now.