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Warning: Fluffiness with a pinch of smex.

Disclaimer: Don't own nothing but the air I breathe and obviously this story.

The day started like every other day, blissfully peaceful.

But nobody believed it would last.

Yuuri was buttering his toast, Wolfram was helping Greta spread jam over hers, Gwendal, ever the workaholic, was reading the report that just came in, Conrad and Gunter had started their own conversation where Annisina just happened to butt in with whatever new experiment she has just made. Cheri, however, was unusually quiet and contemplative.

And then the question the Royal Couple dreaded most emerged.

"Greta dear, aren't you too old to be sleeping in your fathers' room?"

And then there was silence.

"Grandmere, I'm only there to protect them!"

"Protect them?"

Greta nodded energetically, proud of what she was doing.

"You see, mother. There has been noises." Conrad, the only one besides Yuuri and Wolfram that seemed to know what the princess meant, spoke up.

"Noises? What kind of noises? Do you mean...noises?" Everyone flushed at the leer and the meaning behind their former queen's words.

"We are unsure, Greta has been the only to actually hear it so far. She thinks there may be monsters infiltrating the castle."

There was a small commotion there in the Great Hall where the Royal family sat with the maids as everyone discussed about what they just heard.

Yuuri regretted telling Greta that the grunts and groans from their bedroom were from them fighting monsters.

"Oh I think I've heard some monsters too but I thought that it was just the castle being haunted." Sangria whispered, though she might as well have shouted it since everyone perked their ears at the new information.

"I heard them too! There were some in the pantry."

"I was passing by the stables when I heard it!"

"There was some behind the throne room too!"

Yuuri and Wolfram's blush brightened at the reminder of each and everyone one of their frisky encounters, ever since they were married two months ago.

Gunter looked on, his expression becoming more scandalous, how could the castle where his king should be sleeping in safely be accosted by so many monsters and he was only hearing of it now.

Greta's eyes widened as she heard every word from the maids, "Really?" She asked.

Conrad chuckled, thoroughly amused and couldn't help but add, "Why yes, I think the other day I heard some coming from Gwendal's room too."

"But I was just sleeping there the other night!" Gunter exclaimed, before his face immediately flushed at what he just confessed.

Another bout of silence. Gwendal paled.

And a burst of giggled enraptured.

Greta sat in the middle, now the only one confused.

Yuuri loved his daughter, he really did. She was the light in his life, the Pikachu to his Ash, if he may say so. He didn't know which disturbed him more, the reference he made of Greta to a mouse or that he even remembered the show he stopped watching since he was twelve.

Don't get him wrong, he loved having her with him every night, nestled between him and Wolfram just like she used to when she was younger. But it was doing nothing for his libido. He and Wolfram were newlyweds and the first few months was one where they just couldn't keep their hands away from each other. And with Greta taking residence in their room, they were 'releasing tension' everywhere else. It was great at first but now he fear he may have some exhibitionist streak in him. It didn't help that Greta seemed to have inherited her other father's habit of punching people in their sleep.

Wolfram was eternally grateful for Greta, the king after realising his wayward ways and prejudices have come to realise his love for Wolfram but with this new king, it opened a new can of worms. He couldn't understand how the boy who couldn't even give him a kiss on the cheek a few years ago, could turn into the man that jumped at every opportunity to bed the blonde. With Greta here, she acted as a barrier between him and his husband's grubby hands.

It was a relief at first but now it seemed that Yuuri is catching him everywhere else to have their little rendezvous and he was getting worried at how the places seemed to be more and more accessible to the castle's other patrons every time they did it. He could always say no of course, but every time those dark eyes look at him with such abundant hunger, he just couldn't resist. And it didn't help that his husband seemed to sulk every time Wolfram mustered enough self control to refuse.

Now the castle's inhabitants were getting more curious and aware. They are suspicious of Gunter and Gwendal though he knew the next time they did it. They were as good as caught.

So that night they decided to talk to Greta before things got out of hand.

"Greta, I know you slept here to protect us and it seemed to work, they won't be bothering us anymore. And Uncle Conrad has helped in chasing them away."

"But what about all the other noises, the others heard! There may be more hidden away." She said impatiently.

"That was a long time ago and we have successfully chase them all away." Yuuri said comfortingly, "So now you can return to your own room to sleep."

The little princess did not answer, her legs dangled from where she was perched on the edge of the bed, her head hung low. Her petite fists clenching and unclenching at her sides.

"What if they ran to my room instead?" she said softly, under her breath.

Realisation dawned on them as their facial features softened in understanding.

Wolfram spoke up this time," What if we sleep there tonight then and make sure there really are no more monsters here anymore?"

Greta lit up instantly as she ran to the door excitedly. She jumped up and down and gestured wildly with her hands for them to catch up.

Yuuri chuckled at her antics and took Wolfram's hand into his.

He looked to his right, leaning forward so his forehead touched Wolfram's. He looked into the deep emerald eyes and Wolfram blushed as Yuuri's dark eyes bore into his.

"I would chase a thousand monsters for you and her."

The blonde smiled, "Just leave the rest to me."

Short and sweet. Hope you guys like it. Review please if you want moar!

Yes moar is a word, it's a cross between a roar and more. This is what you get when I'm writing at three in the morning.

Anyway thanks for the reviews it made me happy! I'll answer when I get the time. Just a hint, Marianne is Max's daughter and Yuuri's reincarnation haha. I love Wolfram as an uke but I decided to make him a boy in the next life. God I really need some sleep. Nights.