Risky Changes

Kuzco was starting to get better, but due to how he was feeling earlier he was now eating the stew in his room. Raymi, Chiqap, and Sansa were still keeping him company, making him almost wish he could be sick for the six months. Almost.

Pacha came into the room with a bowl of stew. "Hey uh Kuzco?"

"Yeah Pacha?" Kuzco asked, looking up.

"Uh..Can we talk...alone?"

"Uh, sure. Can you three scoot-scoot for a minute?" Kuzco asked. Raymi, Chiqap, and Sansa left the room. "So, what's up my main village man?"

Pacha walked over and set the bowl of stew in Kuzco's lap before sitting down at the edge of the bed. He looked away from Kuzco and nervously played with his hands.

"Pacha? What's wrong?"

Pacha sighed and looked over. "I...I was worried when you redecorated the house."

Kuzco frowned. "Worried? Why?"

"Well I..I thought that you...that you went back on your promise and..and made...K-Kuzcotopia…"

Kuzco froze and remained silent. He zoned out and just looked into space.

"Kuzco?"

"Why would you think that?" His voice was shaky and low.

"I-I just meant that-"

Kuzco grabbed Pacha's wrist tightly. "I promised you I wouldn't build Kuzcotopia." He now sounded angry.

"I know you did, but it's just when I got home and I saw the hut, I-I thought…"

"You thought I went back on my promise." Kuzco asked, glaring.

"Well..yeah but…"

"After everything we went through together you thought-"

"You almost let me die on that bridge!"

Kuzco felt tears well in his eyes. "A-and y-y-you don't think th-that I regret that e-e-everyday when I c-cross that b-bridge to school!?"

"I-"

"Pacha, I wouldn't hurt you like that! That's not who I am anymore!"

"Well you've been acting like your old self since you moved in!"

"N-no I h-haven't…" Kuzco whined, almost as if trying to convince himself that.

"Yes you have!"

Kuzco started breathing heavily. "N-no!" He gripped his blanket tightly as his palms sweat and tears overflowed.

"Kuzco.." Pacha said gently as he reached out for his shoulder.

Kuzco pulled away. "No touchy!" The second time he'd said to him, and the first since they became friends. He was breathing heavily. "L-leave me a-alone.."

Pacha frowned deeply as he pulled away. "I-I'm sorry I-"

"Just go away!"

Pacha hesitantly backed out of the room. What have I done?

Kuzco accidentally kicked the stew off the bed as he hid under the blanket, shivering heavily. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly. He started sobbing and tugged onto the blanket. I'd never do that! Never!

He stayed under the blanket for a while before deciding to come out. Well i-if he thinks of me like that I'm leaving!

He grabbed as much stuff as he could in his hobo sack and headed out.