Chapter 21: Taking Advice From A Rival
It was rather unusual for the rest of the next day. When Martin and the others got up for another Saturday, they expected another mob from the reformees, but oddly enough, all the students from St Luther were acting as if the entire diary-in-newspaper drama from yesterday was nothing but a silly story invented by their competition from Auradon Prep. Even Shari and Mr. Barkin were shocked when they found out that not even Maligna confirmed their claims that she would tell to her peers what happened in Fairy Godmother's office.
Despite his uncomfortable worries, especially after Martin learned that someone had used him to tear a page from Ronilda's diary, Martin made sure that it did not affect his routine. Instead of hitting his head hard with questions of him being a potential zombie, he went to town to borrow a few archaeology of Oxford level from the library in order to ensure that he was prepared to take on the freshman level of the major.
"Crazy prepared much?" Samuel joked when he checked them out.
"One can never know," Martin said. He put the books in his black leather satchel and made his way to the exit, passing the guard who daily gave him a gruff, mostly because he disliked seeing a library member walking around barefoot even though Martin made it clear that his monkey feet disdained wearing shoes.
He pushed the door open and came to face a reformee he did not want to be talking about right now.
"I know you ripped my diary while you were being a zombie," Ronilda said as she leaned on one of the pillars that stood at the entrance of the library. Her silhouette was dark from the massive amount of sunlight outside.
"Shocking, since all your comrades claim to not remember a thing," he said.
"What can I say? A little Sleep Powder from a Scolipede knocked them all out, and when they woke up, they thought it was all a dream."
Martin stiffened at the mention of a Poison-type move knocking all the reformees unconscious. "So that's why they don't remember. Who did it?"
Ronilda pulled out her phone and played a video. Martin saw Ronilda hiding underneath a staircase with two other female reformees. The three of them were being shielded by the Protect move of an Excadrill from the fog of Sleep Powder and watching another female walking around with her Scolipede, bringing each of the affected reformees back to their dorms.
"The reformees have been taken care of. By tomorrow, they won't even remember what happened and the VKs will look like fools during the remains of the Pride Games."
"Excellent. They won't know what hit them until the main event comes."
Cue to the girl disappearing via magic and the video ending.
"I know these two," Martin said darkly.
Ronilda blinked. "You do?"
Martin grimaced and gripped the strap of his satchel even tighter. "Let's just say that it's old history that is best kept to myself." He began to march away until he felt Ronilda gripping him by the arm.
"These two just used you to create a larger rift between your school and mine, and if it turns that they might be responsible for the other weird accidents that occurred here, they'll do far worse," Ronilda said. "I highly doubt you want..." she grimaced as he spat the two words out, "your girlfriend, to be a possible target of whatever scheme your old acquaintances are up to."
Martin lost his frown. Ronilda was right. As much as he didn't want to bring up his old relationships, he cared deeply for the new ones, most notably the one who occupied one of the deepest parts of his heart.
He sighed. "They're VKs."
"They are?" Ronilda blinked. "But they're from the Raft."
"The Raft?"
"Underwater jail full of villains that the barrier from the other villain prison couldn't keep in. Nicky's dad, Nick Fury, and the government built it classified to the public. I didn't know it even existed until Nicky suspected the presence of three escaped criminals on campus, and she thinks it's bad because the Raft was supposed to be an inescapable prison until now. And after we saw the girl on the video..."
"It means that the ZAM-trio has gone rogue..." Martin muttered to himself.
Ronilda heard him as she put her phone away. "The ZAM-trio?"
"A mash of their names' first letters. These guys are just as bad as I am."
"Did you work for them or something?"
Martin scoffed. "Me, work for anyone?" His grip tightened on the strap of his satchel even harder. "You of all people should know that I am self-serving! I don't work for others and don't want others to help me unless I'm desperate! Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to step away from this situation that's clearly meant for your friend's father and the government and I need to go back to review!" He yanked his arm away from Ronilda's grip and proceeded to march away. Unfortunately, Ronilda followed him.
"So, you practically don't care that three old foes of yours might be lurking in the streets?" Ronilda asked him bitterly.
"I especially don't care that my ex thinks it should be my business!" He retorted.
"Oh, oh!" Ronilda rolled her eyes in anger. She stood before him, blocking his path and ignoring the nearby passerbys watching them argue. "This isn't about your old foes, this is about you being pissed from our breakup!"
"Gee, why would I be?" He shouted sarcastically. "Oh, wait! Now I remember! It's because you lied to me about being relate to my father's foe!"
"Yeah, because by not telling you, you were the only guy I know who appreciated me for who I was and not for being my parents' kid! Honestly, do you know how many men I've encountered who showed interest in me solely for my parents' reputation, my insane family allowance, and all the connections I have? My family fortune is almost as big as the Auradon Treasury and you were the only guy who didn't care!"
"Yes, mostly because A, I didn't know, and B, I'd rather make my own living as I'm trying to rather than run after the fortune of the one pathetic female I've ever met in my life who still doesn't get that I want her out of my life!"
Ronilda dropped her jaw, her hazel eyes looking awfully injured as he gave a small shake of his head and proceeded to leave, only this time he jumped and ran up the building roofs, making him too fast for her to catch up with him. At least running after the one she still had a soft spot for would have helped dry her tears.
"Eh, men!" Ronilda turned to see a café waitress shrugging the scene she had just witnessed. "Once you start loving 'em, they leave ya behind like a sick cow at the end of the herd. Good thing I've been single for the fifty-five years of my life and I'm one healthy lass!"
"Great," Ronilda sniffed. "I'm going to end up as a heartbroken café waitress during my midlife crisis."
Later, back on campus
"Incoming!"
If Marius hadn't flown by and pulled Martin out of the way when the latter was returning from campus, Martin would have ended up getting his entire body smashed by a eight-foot-tall wooden lodge carved like the feline versions of Picasso's Les Demoiselles d'Avignon. Fortunately, and much to Martin's sadistic pleasure, the log was crushing a passenger onto the bleachers of the tourney field.
"Why is Corbeau Roth Logan being catapulted by a log of cats..." Martin felt his cheeks burning. "Is he...RUUUUUUUUUUUBBBBBBBBBBYYYYYYYY!"
The ground literally shook as he screamed and ran straight towards the direction where the lodge came from. It came from the small outdoor woodshop owned by Auradon Prep's arts class, where students had the right to chop specific trees to use for their projects. Martin and Marius found Ruby lifting a recently cut pine tree with Mal and force it onto a working table. "Ruby, was your ex here just a few minutes ago?"
"Yes," she grumbled as she dusted off the tree scraps she got on her purple overalls and dirty white T-Shirt. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail to keep them from getting in the way.
"The guy's an idiot," Mal said as she pulled out a few carving tools from a toolbox and put them on the table. "You're not going to believe it, Monkey Boy, but Corbeau said he wanted to make up with Ruby!"
"What?" Martin dropped his jaw while Ruby put on some safety goggles and prepared to turn on a cordless power saw. "I thought he backstabbed you and caused you to go to the Isle!"
"Yeah, why do you think I just had Mal use her magic to throw our art project?" Ruby snapped. She began to assault the lodge with her saw furiously, making the other three step back to avoid any accidental hits.
"It reminds me a whole lot of my mother's ex Roland," Marius said. "Even after he cheated on her on their wedding day and she wanted nothing to do with him, he still wanted to be with her to get the crown!" He rubbed his chin in thought. "Ironically, I owe him for cheating on my mother. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here."
"Exes," Martin grumbled. "They never learn the meaning of moving on."
"What on earth did he say to Ruby?" Marius asked Mal, since Ruby was still busy murdering the log à la Jessie Joker style. "If he tried to serenade her with a song similar to C'mon Marianne, I vow I will vomit!"
"No, he did worse..." Mal shook her head. "He told her that his reason for not defending her back when she was arrested was because he believed that a 'temporary penance' would help her see the wrong that poisoned her point of view, and after a 'few months' of island prison, she would come to his open arms and thank him for changing her life!" She stuck her tongue out. "Lame."
"I'll say." Marius frowned.
"That ruffian!" Martin rolled his hands into tough fists and punched the nearest unoccupied table, slicing him in half with just one hit.
"Easy there, Monkey Boy," Mal said. "F.G can only afford for five outdoor woodshops a year and we already had to replace three thanks to Nora's sentient paintings, Havoc's reality warped tables, and Grinchelda and Mina using one of the tables to build a splinter bomb!"
"Usually, I'd go with someone's neck, Mal!" Martin spat. "But I swear, if Corbeau attempts to do another lame attempt on my Ruby..."
"Easy, there, Fancy Pants. She isn't exactly property, you know," Marius said as he held out his hands in a way that told Martin to calm down, which did not work out, since Martin used one hand to grab Marius by the collar and force the prince to stare him straight in the eye.
"You're right! She isn't property and that's pretty much how Corbeau treats her!" Martin growled in a mix of anger, defense, and jealousy. "She's unique with specific tastes! Any time I can, I go buy her flowers from the florist, but not just any flowers, her favorites! Blue chrysanthemums, and I'd put them in an amethyst purple-colored vase because that is precisely her favorite color! If I'm the one ordering our drinks at Wonka Latte, I know she prefers to drink dark coffee with no sugar or cream added and slightly stirred! Her birthday is July 15th and her gemstone is a ruby, but she's into any kind of jewels! She prefers soccer, rides a motorbike, and she's never stands down to things that she strongly believes in!" He let Marius go. "That's how I know Ruby! Because unlike Corbeau, I love Ruby!"
Mal sniffed and pulled out a handkerchief to get rid of the tears staining her cheeks. Even Marius looked touched from the speech. Martin sighed from the long speech and found himself tackled down to the ground by Ruby, who had stopped her sawing to hear Martin's speech of his feelings for her, something that Corbeau never did in the past. Marius covered his eyes and Mal looked away to leave the two to three minutes of solitude just so that Ruby could shower Martin with kisses. By the time they were done and got up, Martin was swaying in a lovesick manner.
"Can't believe it took me one heartbreak to realize that now I have the perfect guy," she said, making the others sigh.
"No...kidding..." Martin sighed happily. Before he could collapse again, Marius caught him by the arms.
"I'll be taking him back to have a nice cup of tea," he said as he started to drag Martin away from the woodshop.
"You do that while Ruby and I go back to our project..." Mal looked at the lodge, which was now a horizontal wooden version of the Unconditional Surrender sculpture with the couple being a monkey and a cat. Mal's eyes narrowed and glanced at Ruby. "Think you overdid it?"
Ruby blushed when she saw what she did and slouched her shoulders in defeat before grabbing a chainsaw and heading to cut down another tree. "At this rate, I'll be the cause of deforestation."
Later, at Martin' house
Marius was locking everything in Martin's house when the latter finally got his head back in place. "What in Hanuman's name are you doing?" Martin demanded.
"Wait..." Marius double checked that he locked the doors, shut the blinds of every window, blocked the chimney with the sofa, and made doubly sure that no one from the outside world would be paying attention. "We're safe. I need to ask you something."
"I'm not exactly the kind of person you'd want to take advice from, old chap," Martin muttered. He dusted off any spectacle he found on a lounge chair before sitting on it.
"Well, you're more experienced than I am, so I have to ask." The prince took a breath and asked more quickly than it took to blend together fruits into a smoothie. "How did you manage to get your first kiss from your dream girl?"
Martin tilted his head. "How did I..." It then hit them, making him laugh and clap his hands to tease Bogfae. "Bogfae and De Mort, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" He laughed even harder. "I can't believe it! You actually like the daughter of Voldemort!"
"And your ex is the daughter of your father's worst nightmare." Marius leaned on the wall, staring at Martin with a deadpan look.
"Solid burn, Bogfae. I'm impressed," he said genuinely.
The prince shrugged. "What can I say?"
Martin sighed and sat in a Lotus position. "Alright, Bogfae. You like De Mort. What's the problem?"
"OK. When you first started hanging out with your ideal girl, did you ever feel like you were being blocked from being close to the level of kissing?"
"Let me think." Martin went back to the days when he first started dating Ruby on the Isle. He didn't recall any obstacles when it came to kissing Ruby, but he did recall the times when he felt like the universe was forcing him to be away from her. The one that still scarred him was when she had to embark on a perilous quest in the Infinite Forest of Evil barely a week after they started dating, which led to the following: a Dear John letter from Ruby, nearly being burned alive with her, and watching her getting impaled. True, she was revived, but her death was one of the most miserable moments of his life. "Yeah, I can sort of relate. Why? Does De Mort not want to kiss you?"
"No, it's just that... Whenever I do try to kiss her, something comes up and interrupts us right when I'm an inch close to kissing her!" Marius fidgeted his fingers in frustration. "First, it was an unexpected wave that soaked us when I tried to kiss her at the Easter Festival, then Thursday, after we had dinner at Sebastian Groove Bar, the fire drill turned on and everyone rushed out, thus interrupting us, and then yesterday it was Penna's kids interrupting us with the news of the diary scenario!"
"Penna's kids? Oh, you mean Jessie and Minuit." This was awkward for Martin, imagining a sixteen-year-old looking demon witch of the past and her 'teenage' kids together in a family picture. "Yeah, those two are probably jealous."
"What do they have to be jealous of?" Marius crossed his arms. "It's not like him stealing Penna from them."
"We'll see how long it takes for the insane cheerleader and harlequin to decide when to chop your head." Martin shrugged indifferently. "Look, take it from my own experiences. By the time my dating status with Ruby became official to the public, kissing in front of others wasn't a problem. However, trying to gain the perfect first kiss is tricky, especially when it comes to disapproving fools like annoying stalkers or paranoid parents."
"Paranoid parents?" Marius suddenly gulped, making Martin noticed.
"Are your parents paranoid?"
"NO!" Marius said in defense before grunting. "But my grandmother is a paranoid matchmaker! Back when my parents were still, you know, crossing the zone of enemies to the one of lovers, she was restlessly trying to hook my father up with any female and kept asking annoying questions to my parents when they began to date, from when would they marry to when my birthday would be! She's been begging for grandchildren, and now great-grandchildren! Trust me, if your grandmother was my Grannyselda, you'd be wishing that you had no grandparents!"
Martin shivered in the disgust at the thought.
"So, about the you-know-what?" Marius quickly changed the idea.
"Excellent idea," Martin mumbled in relief. He took a breath. "Just...take De Mort in a place that no one knows about and where you feel like you have a territorial advantage. Because if there's one thing I've managed to understand from my experience, is that a great average of the female species prefer it when the males have their way with them in the male's territory, separated from anyone that could disturb any chance of ruining a romantic moment!" His right fist punched his left palm and managed to do a similar version with his feet.
Marius rubbed his chin as he registered Martin's advice in his head. "Sounds a lot like how my parents added the extra spice to their romance. My father led my mother through a flight in the Dark Forest, showing everything beautiful about it...with no one around to bug them..."
"There you have it!" Martin said in encouragement.
"Until he briefly turned his way and saw the fairy army coming."
Martin felt himself cracking like a doctor losing his patience with a patient. "OK, make sure you're at least a 100 miles away from anyone, whether it's an army or a bunch of hippies!"
"A bunch of hippies...The Troll Teens!" Marius snapped his fingers in realization. "They're holding a karaoke party tonight! Since the whole school will be there, I sneak with Penna out of here and to a little somewhere I know in the woods!"
"Wait. A...a...a karaoke party?" Martin suddenly gulped. He jumped off his seat and began to pace frantically all around the living room. "Oh, no! If...if there's a karaoke party, I'm doomed!"
"What's so horrible about a karaoke party?" Marius asked.
"It's not the party!" Martin grabbed the prince by the shoulders and shook them hysterically. "I like seeing and listening to other people singing at concerts or karaoke, but I just hate having to sing!"
"You sing?" Marius asked skeptically as he removed the monkey hands off his shoulders. "But you're so...so...what's the word I'm looking for?" He snapped his fingers. "Antisocial."
"I was homeschooled," Martin said drily. "This is technically my first year in a school."
"For your information, I was taught inside my castle as well. Only the commoners back in the Fae Realm get to go to school while the nobility and sovereigns are educated at home."
Ouch. Martin just got himself a solid burn. "Look, I can sing, but I hate doing it because the last and only time I sang, it was when I was still with my ex!"
"That makes sense." Marius nodded.
"Seriously, with her still not getting the clue that she needs to move on from our breakup, she could try to get back at me by making sure that I get forced to sing in front of everyone! I'll be humiliated!"
"Can't you just not go?"
"No. If there's also another thing I know about my Ruby, it's that she can't resist doing karaoke."
"Feign to be sick?"
"With the Tiger Breath incidents? Fairy Godmother will go in that mother bear attitude she gives to every sick student. Last January, Gilliard got sick from the chili served at the cafeteria when we first started staying here and she ended up pampering him with seaweed-flavored pastries to calm down his upset stomach!"
"Why don't you sneak out of campus and go hide in town or something?"
"Thanks to the incidents, I can't go out in town without asking permission first."
"Then hit yourself on the head during the party and purposely get yourself a concussion?"
"Hello, I am not damaging my perfect brain!" Martin protectively put his hands on his head. "It has a brain with a 147-level intelligence quotient! I am not going to Oxford as an oaf!"
Marius sighed and patted Martin on the shoulder. "Well, I tried my best. Good luck and thank you." He headed for the door and gently closed it behind him.
Minutes later, in Penna's house
Penna was putting her clean laundry back in her drawers when she heard a tapping noise coming from the window. Curious, she opened it and found a Night Violet flower sitting on top of an envelope stamped with the Fae Realm crest. Her heart skipped a beat as she took the flower and envelope in her hands and shut the window and blinds. The last thing she wanted was for a nosy VK to pass by and peak at her reading the note on her bed.
"'Dearest Viper Eyes. I was wondering how you'd feel about meeting me tonight for another tranquil walk in the woods. If yes, please reply by having Naga deliver your written response. Sincerely, Bug Fly.'" Penna felt her organ beating within her body's wall of ribs as she read the note. She quickly whistled and Naga came slithering in her room right when Penna finished writing her response on a spare sheet of paper and putting it in an envelope.
"Can you deliver this to Marius, please?" she asked. As a response, the snake grabbed the envelope in its mouth and swallowed it. "Good girl." Penna hugged the snake before letting it slither away. She proceeded to hide her letter from Marius in a small wall compartment that she kept hidden behind a framed picture of her, Jessie, and Minuit during Jessie's last birthday party and went to the kitchen to fetch a nice glass full of fresh water to put the Night Violet in. Once that was done, she proceeded to put the flower by her nightstand and open her closet in order to go through her clothes like any teen girl would before her date.
At the tourney field
"OK, girls!" Audrey clapped her hands in encouragement once she and the other cheerleaders were done practicing their cheerleading. "The Pride Games event of cheerleading will be tomorrow morning, we've been practicing for weeks, so let's do our best to beat those Loud Roadrunners!"
"Yeah!" the rest of the cheerleaders agreed.
"Puh-lease!"
The squad turned to see several girls from the Loud Roadrunners' personal cheerleading squad: Maligna, Cassie, Hermia, Ariel, and some other girls they didn't know. Since St Luther Rose Academy was built on the ruins of Middleton High, the cheerleading outfits consisted of the old school's purple, orange, and white colors. The only difference was that this squad's uniform consisted of a white jumpsuit similar to the ones that gymnasts wore during the Olympics with glittery purple sleeves, orange swan neck-line, and their school's iconic mascot bursting from their shirts. White sneakers and the girls' hair pulled up into ponytails were also included.
"Our school has had a history of winning any cheerleading regional that are thrown at us!" Maligna said in her usual proud tone.
"FYI, Maligna, so does Auradon Prep!" Evie retorted.
"FYI back at you, Evie, but St Luther was built on Middleton High, and do you know who went to Middleton High?" Hermia said. "Kim Possible."
"The last cheerleading captain at Middleton High before it was built into St Luther," a blonde cheerleader said. "Her team never lost!"
"Oh, and who's currently our unstoppable cheerleading captain and Kim Possible's daughter?" Ariel pointed out. "I just remembered! It's Ron!"
While the St Luther cheerleaders snickered, the ones of Auradon Prep began to look like they might as well give up due to Ariel's point until the St Luther cheerleaders began screaming and running away in fright. Wondering what the heck just saved their dignity, the Auradon Prep squad looked and saw Naga slithering towards them.
"Naga, you really are awesome!" Mal knelt down and held out her hand, expecting the snake to accept a nice scratch underneath the neck. Instead, Naga smacked Mal on the face with the tip of her tail. "I see she still doesn't like me." Mal groaned as she rubbed her red cheek.
"Sorry, Mal. Naga still hates you for that time when you trampled a garden snake back on the Isle." Minuit pulled a dead rat out of her skirt and threw it at Naga, who did an oddly perfect flip by jumping in the air and spinning in order to catch the rat right in her mouth. The cheerleaders clapped their hands together once Naga landed perfectly in the field.
"Wow, Naga!" Audrey said in genuine impressment. "You'd be a cool cheerleader if you were human!" As a response, Naga took the pom-pom that Audrey had by her feet with its tail and held it before her head, shaking it like a fan and giving Audrey a weird look that must have been the snake's way of blinking...if it could.
"Oh, I can't believe it!" Minuit snorted in amusement. "Naga just sassed at you!"
"That's sassing?" Audrey frowned as Naga put the pom-pom back where it was and slithered towards the bleachers, shaking its behind at them. "OK, now I can tell she's sassing at me!"
Ben and Marius were sitting on the first row of the bleachers, discussing together the boring mumbo-jumbo about politics that no reader wants to read about until they spotted Naga coming their way.
"Hey, Naga," Marius said warmly as the snake let him scratch its long stomach like a puppy. "How are you?" To answer his question, Naga regurgitated the response from Penna, making Marius look like he just won the lottery.
"Guess who caught you this?" Marius pulled something from underneath the bench. Naga hissed in excitement when it saw Marius holding a live raccoon by the tail and began to shake its coils insanely. "Fetch!"
Marius threw the raccoon in the air, a perfect throw for someone playing Frisbee in the Olympics. Naga slithered with unusual speed and jumped in the air, leaving the unfortunate raccoon to land right in the open mouth of the snake, which didn't even hesitate to swallow it whole. Some reformees playing soccer ran away screaming when they saw a digesting Naga slithering her way back to Marius in order to sit its head on his lap and relax.
"Did Naga just slither half way across the field just to catch that raccoon?" Dusk, who had been passing by, asked while Marius scratched Naga on the head.
"She just loves raccoons," Marius said with a smile that eventually turned uneasy. "That's what the cook's old pet raccoon baby Soot ended up discovering when Naga was left under babysitting the first time Penna and I met." He sighed. "I pity the size difference between Auradon and the Fae Realm."
"How so?" Ben asked.
"The citizens are close to the size of a mouse here and the animals are big enough to ride on," Marius explained. "For instance, since we are so much smaller back home, Naga here could have been a vicious predator that could easily swallow us whole. But here, she's harmless." As if offended by his last remark, Naga opened her mouth and burped at the prince's face, making him grimace and pinch his nose at the scent of dead raccoon. "I stand corrected. Not harmless."
"Positively speaking, with Naga's love for eating vermins, the janitor has got himself a new best friend and Auradon Prep doesn't have to pay the exterminator," Ben said, making the others laugh. Marius grinned a bit and took the advantage of leaving while the others continued their ridiculous giggling. Naga slithered back with him before he came to face the woods.
"You will make sure that nobody comes disturbing us tonight, right?"
The snake nodded.
"Good. Have a nice afternoon."
Naga tilted its head in response and made its way while Marius made his way back to the Fae Realm encampment. After notifying his servants that he would be out for the evening and therefore there was no need to cook him dinner, he went to his tent. Once he put his stuff down, he proceeded to go back to the page in his book and finish reading the last paragraph on the topic of Kraken Needles.
"'Due to their method of usage being based on the abusive hatred given by the parent to the host, the Kraken Acupuncture Needles are immune to intense negative contact, but weak towards the positive. Therefore, if the host were to be given a kiss of pure romance or any sort of physical touch of sincere affection, the skin tissue where the Kraken Needles are planted will soften and the affection-bringer can carefully pull out the needles one at time. Note: once pulled out, the needles can never be reused." Marius reread the paragraph a million times to ensure that he got it memorized in his head. It would remind him that, while he was relieving Penna out of her Kraken Needles, he needed to make it look like it was just an ordinary moment of making out between an unfortunate, powerless witch and a madly enamored hybrid prince.
It shouldn't be that hard, he thought to himself as he put the book back in his hiding place and went to search through his collection of gauntlets until he found the cyan pair that he was looking for primarily. He twisted to golden piece of armor the left hand gauntlet had in the wrist area, revealing a secret small canister with twenty miniature compartments capable of fitting twenty test tubes. This particularly designed gauntlet was part of the armor that fairy soldiers carry on them at all times. Back in the days when the two kingdoms were still at war, the fairy soldiers would hide aromatherapy medicine in that gauntlet in case someone was injured during battle. And now, he planned on using it to store all the Kraken Needles that he would pull out of Penna's back tonight.
"Finally, we'll have our first kiss," he said.