"You shit-eating retard, the fuck you think you're doing!"
"Just giving you an early wedding present, dearest son! Um, naked girls are still your favourite, right?" King Bobby grinned.
"My chick was right fucking there when you sent your queer little guard over!"
"Oh noooo, really? That's too bad. Well, she already knows you're a scumbag, so why not live up to it."
"Fuck you, we're in love!"
"Yeah sure, does she know she's in love?"
"She's all over me!"
"Ha ha ha, okey, let's stop the bull and go pick yourself a ho already. I had to get these from far and I know your 'chick' doesn't wanna cuddle with your lonely ass."
Larie gave him a scowl and looked at the girls. They were all he had ever known, but he didn't leave Ann behind with the intention to pick one up, he just came to yell at his father. But now he was here, what was he supposed to do? Listen to Ann or listen to himself? She was convinced that this was what he had to do, for some reason, but what's the point of having a partner if this was going to stay a part of your life? Larie couldn't agree with her given solution to this problem he wasn't sure existed, he'd rather not make out with anyone ever again. He didn't understand, couldn't understand, but maybe it was time to be the man she wanted him to be and follow her weird wishes. Maybe he just wasn't smart enough to understand. She was an adult, the fairy queen, she probably knew best.
It wasn't hard to figure out his father arranged this with the intention to wreck their relationship. If the guard had never knocked on his door, this would've been a habit he could've left far behind him. Now Larie was again surrounded by young faces and perfect curves, all inviting him over, but this time it gave him a bitter taste. These girls were attractive, but he didn't want them to be. If he was standing here at any other time, he would've taken a bunch to his room already, but now he could only hide his obvious hesitation by pretending to browse the girls. Just how was he supposed to use Ann's permission without feeling like a piece of shit?
It did not feel right. Would.. she like him more if he obeyed? All of it confused him so, but he wanted her to like him more.
He spotted an Asian-looking lady with black hair in a bob cut and polite curves. She wasn't the type of person he'd normally pick, but between all the blondes and gingers with the D cups, she was the only one who looked somewhat familiar. He just had to tell himself that.
"Come on, honey, you're coming with me!" he announced confidently. The girl laughed excitedly when Larie picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. King Bobby grinned at his victory.
"..I'm only doing this cause Ann's okey with it!" Larie snarled at him, and walked off.
"Oh, how noble, how romantic! I almost thought you were doing it for, you know, yourself!" king Bobby called after him, "You're a hero, though!"
Larie couldn't be concerned with him. He knew what he knew, and his father knew nothing. This was fine. Ann said it was fine. His father could go ahead and think he was playing them like some clever puppet master, but in the end, he was the fool..!
Larie and the girl sprinted into his bedroom and she immediately placed herself upon his bed. She sure was the playful type. He decided to help himself get into the mood by acting the same, and gave her his most flirtatious smile. He jumped on the girl and they drowned each other in kisses. Her fingers grabbed hold of his messy blue hair and her legs wrapped themselves around his body. There was no going back. This had better be worth it.
Then suddenly, the sound of a piano was heard coming from the study. The girl jumped up in surprise.
"..Someone's still here..!?" she whispered.
Larie bit his lip. Ann wasn't supposed to still be here! She probably forgot to leave, just his rotten luck. There was nothing else to do about it, he just had to gently lead her out of the room. Hopefully she wouldn't be disturbed by the naked girl she had to pass, lying in his bed. Their bed. What a great start of the night this was.
"I'm on it.." Larie said.
He got up and silently entered the study. As expected, Ann was still present and unaware of the two who had entered. She was sitting in front of the piano and looked like she was busy figuring something out. As her back was turned to the entrance, she hadn't noticed Larie's presence.
He was not looking forward to making this terrible request and instead just stood there, watching her. It was nice to watch her. She looked so graceful sitting by his ignored piano. He always hated the thing, he didn't think it was appropriate for guys to have, like books. He hated this entire room, but it was a good thing he never made the final decision to do sword practice in here. At least now he was able to share it with his girl.
While Ann was still messing about, trying to find the right notes, he noticed an ugly piece of paper sitting on the piano. It wasn't hard to miss, it looked like it was picked out of 4-week-old trash. He wasn't sure what it was doing there, it didn't look like a music sheet.
But it did look like..
Ann suddenly let out a happy gasp, as if she just made a groundbreaking discovery, and positioned herself properly on the stool as she finally started to play the song she was trying to find.