Author's Note:

This is there finally! Guess who will introduce himself right now! Yeah it's Roy, our boy! This was an hard chapter to write because of Roy's language, ya know.

Disclaimer: I just own the plot and the OCs.

Alright, Let's-a-go!


Cracking

Chapter 2: Roy's Introduction: Meet Roy


Roy's POV

If angry could describe my mood, it ain't enough. My clock woke me the hell up and I chucked it across my room. I'm pissed, angry, heated, whatever the hell ya wanna call it, I'm that right now.

My mother's death was today, and I know my dumb ass excuse for a family did something that caused it. I wished they'd all go somewhere... but that ain't happenin' no time soon, is it?

I assumed it was breakfast time, so I rolled out and went downstairs. Lemmy, Iggy, Larry and Ludwig were still missin', so we had to wait or whatever. I crossed my arms in a puff. Shit, why do they ALWAYS come so late?!

So when they finally came, servants started to bring food 'n all. Everyone starting eating except that pipsqueak Iggy. He never eats. And I mean he NEVER eats. Lemmy seems to be encourgin' that, but I'm telling ya, if he don't start soon, he ain't gonna last too long. Lemmy, neither. The other pipsqueak.

He should really stop acting like a kid, oh I dunno, learn to WALK like everyone else?! I dunno why but seeing that brat walkin' like that REALLY pisses me the hell off. I beat him up a few times because of that, but he never learns. I think he just wants to challenge me. Then when I beat him up, he starts cryin'. Same with Iggy. Whenever I beat him up or just beat him in general, he cries and runs off.

They repeat the same mistakes over and over. Its annoying, ya know? I mean, they see me as a threat, but they should know that I'm not. I'm just trying to help them, of course. If they catch themselves in trouble, its not my fault.

Today was no different. I told Iggy to start eating, but he didn't want to. He's damn crazy. If he isn't eating, why is he here in the first place? Pathetic!

Once all that was done, I went to my gym, doin' my own thing. Today I could actually feel the silence in the air, and that's how I like it. No cryin' babies around. I grinned to myself as I sent my best punch through my punching bag, damn near breakin' it. Ain't I awesome?

Of course, my wonderful brother decided NOW was a good time to play that damn piano of his. Classical music sucks, and he sucks at playing the piano too. It was unbearable to listen to, but Ludwig is kinda strong with the magic wand. I still can't beat him to this day, but its probably just luck.

Eventually it was lunch time, but I didn't believe it. It sounded like Ludwig's horrible playing lasted longer than my training!

So back I went to the dining room. Iggy was there, I tried to get him to eat, but he just flat out ignored everyone in the room. Well, I had a plan for that.

After lunch, I hid behind a wall near his and Lemmy's bedroom. I saw Iggy comin' down the hall, and I threatened to punch him. Calmly, of course. Didn't need him to panic before I actually did somethin', ya know? It was for his own good; he has to learn sooner or later.

He asked me to stop and get out of his way. I refused and I stepped forward. He wouldn't listen, so I had no other choice but to punish him by force. He wanted to disobey to me, so he was askin' for it. He started screamin' and cryin' like a weak kid without his mother, and I could feel his pain. Oh well, he should've heeded my warning.

Lemmy started screaming, probably askin' for Iggy, and I laughed and walked off. I know Lemmy wouldn't try anythin' stupid against me; he knows better, after all!

After that, I was bored. Iggy got his punishment, Lemmy was probably babyin' the hell outta him, and Larry was probably in the garden doing nothing. Morton was watching the TV, as usual, and the others… who knows. Oh wait, Wendy was in her room.

She is ugly, she has a bad attitude but I like her. If she wasn't my sister, she'd actually make one bad ass girlfriend. Shoot, I help her out sometimes so it would probably work... probably.

I reached Wendy's room and knocked. yeah, she was in there, but she refused to let me in. She better realize I make decisions, not her. Eh, she'll learn one day.

So the rest of the afternoon was spent in the gym as usual. I didn't have much else to do after all.

At dinner, same as before, I tried to force Iggy to eat and, just as before, he started shakin' and refused. So this time, I forced him. As I expected, he burst into tears, got up and ran away. Lemmy just followed him, glaring at me. "Thanks a lot, Roy."

Psh, whatever. They should be thanking me! I'm trying to help them out, and that's no easy task.

Bowser and Ludwig looked at me funny and resumed eating. I didn't like that look at all. They were trying to defend them?!

Once I finished, I waited for Larry. Larry took much longer to eat than other days. Eventually, he finished and left. I started to follow him, but he may of caught on quickly, for as soon as he reached his room, he slammed his door shut. I growled; man, everyone's tryin' to get on my nerves today?!

I decided to return to my room and get some sleep. I was tired but I won't stop until they listen to me and see I'm just tryin' to help them out. Oh well.

If they want to keep going against me, they're going to hate me as a result.


What do you think about Roy? What's his problem?

Guess who is the next! I'll make a pool on my profile, where you can vote between Wendy, Morton or Larry!

I would like to thank 'LuigiWife1551' for the beta read on this story too! Thank you so much :3

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