Tales of Symphonia, idiot seraphim deux
((A/N: Awww, only two reviews this time? Ohwells.
DraNKa: Nah, it's not child abuse, as explained in this chapter. Regal's not a mean guy. He just likes to make money.
Katandshadow: We will never know why Kratos was licking that washtub. Just like we will never know why he said "Washtubs. Hmm..." in the game. Who knows what goes on in that crazy head of his?
Enjoy! Enjoy!))
Chapter six.
"Regal! Regal!" Zelos called, as the guys hurried backstage to meet el presidente.
"Guys, hello." Regal said cheerfully, sitting down in a chair and wiping his face with a towel. "Did you enjoy the show?"
"It was… different alright." Yuan admitted.
"Apparently tourists love this sort of stuff." Regal shrugged. "So did you find Lloyd yet? I must say I got a bit worried when he didn't show up at the bachelor party. After all the trouble I went through to reserve the casino for us…"
"Heh, I can't believe it took us two hours to figure out Lloyd wasn't even there." Mithos grinned.
"It's that cake's fault, really. It was so big and colourful. Constantly drawing the attention away from important stuff..." Yuan mumbled.
"Ah, you're just mad because you weren't in charge of catering." Mithos said.
"No I'm not. I'm just saying the cake could've done without all the whipped cream and chocolate topping…"
"Stop nagging!" both Zelos and Kratos called, not wanting to hear more about the glamorous party they'd been forced to miss.
"Oh sorry. But yeah, we haven't found Lloyd yet. We were planning on going to the casino to search for clues, but it's not open yet." Yuan explained.
"Well, I can't help you there. It opens at eight P.M. sharp, and not a minute earlier." Regal said. Suddenly, there was a loud growling sound. "But… maybe you guys would like a few dinner coupons?" he added, staring at them.
"Oh sorry. We haven't had breakfast this morning." Zelos said, as the gang clamped their hands over their stomachs.
"Need… food…" Mithos added in a whiney way.
"Go have dinner at the Altamira restaurant, and put it on my tab, okay?" Regal smiled at them. Perhaps out of sympathy?
"Oh, you're a lifesaver!" Zelos shook Regal's hand enthusiastically. "Oh, and one more thing. I don't think it's right to force Presea to keep on being a Klonoa." He added, looking at Presea, who was standing there the whole time.
"Force her? It's her new job." Regal responded. "I guess she deserves a raise though."
"Yahoo!" Presea said blankly.
After consuming four extra large Altamira specials, the guys noticed the sun was slowly starting to set and headed for the casino.
"I love this place!" Mithos said happily, hopping out the monorail and running towards the elevator that headed to the casino.
"It's one big tourist trap, really. I think they've doubled the amount of gift shops since I was last here…" Zelos frowned. "Well, let's look around inside the casino." He headed for the entrance, and noticed Yuan and Kratos weren't following. "What?" he asked, turning to them.
"I think it's best if we wait outside." Yuan said slowly, clinging to Kratos's arm.
"Why?" Zelos asked.
"Kratos doesn't like to admit it, but he has a slight gambling problem." Yuan explained delicately.
"I do not!" Kratos said crossly.
"Yes you do."
"Wanna bet?"
"See?" Yuan sighed.
"Your loss!" Mithos grinned, and turned to the casino.
"Not so fast!" Yuan called, before the boy had even moved a foot.
"What?" Mithos growled.
"You may be over four thousand years old, but you look underage. They won't let you in." Yuan shook his head.
"But if I-"
"No Yggdrasill! How do you think it would look if the leader of Cruxis just walked into a casino?"
"Oh fine! I'll just… go watch the Katz play or something… For some reason, it reminds me of Genis…" Mithos walked off in an overly depressed way.
"So it's just me then?" Zelos asked.
"Looks like it." Yuan shrugged.
"I do not have a gambling problem! Just let me go inside, and I'll prove it to you!" Kratos hissed.
"No! The last time you said that, we ended up having to sell our clothes to pay off an immense debt." Yuan said, suppressing that particular memory. It had not been pretty.
((Not much to say, really. Nah, not much to say. OH! I do have one thing! Did you know that today is Kratos's official birthday? Yaaay! Happy birthday Kratos!))
