~*~ November 23, AC 219 ~*~
~*~ Zechs' Office ~*~
~*~ 6:57 AM ~*~
Zechs sat at his office as three teenagers, and Heero walked in. Calé, like Heero wore the navy blue jumpsuit of the Cinq Kingdom Imperial Military. Kiro was still wearing his flannel pajamas. Éva came into the room clad in a green silk nightie, and matching silk robe. Évangalie sat in one of the leather chairs in front of Zechs' desk, and Kiro sat in the other. Calé stood by the door, putting his hair in it's usual ponytail.
"Papa! Calé woke me up!" Éva whined.
"I know. I told him to," Zechs told her.
"Oh," Évangalie said, sounding defeated.
Calé smirked to himself and rolled his eyes. Kiro looked incredibly nervous to be in his Uncle Zechs' office. Heero's stern look didn't help the boy relax.
"Kids," Heero started, "The Cinq Kingdom is on the verge of war."
Évangalie, the drama queen that she is, faked a faint. The four men in the room just rolled their eyes.
"I want to send you three to the colonies, as diplomats. To try and stop this before it escalates into something worse." Zechs told the teenagers. Kiro suddenly looked scared and Éva's eyes flew open in surprise.
"Papa! I can't be a diplomat in a war! I'm no good at it!" Évangalie cried.
"Évangalie, I'll make you a deal, if you agree to cooperate with the negations," Zechs told his daughter. The idea of making a deal with her father intrigued her. Éva's ears perked up.
"Oh? What kind of deal Papa?" Évangalie said, taking interest in what her father had to say.
"You can spend as much money as you want pampering yourself, while you have free time," Zechs offered. Évangalie took a minute to consider the proposition.
"Papa, you have yourself a deal and a diplomat. You work your deals well," Évangalie told her father.
"I've had some experience working deals," Zechs said, smiling at his daughter.
"Father! This isn't fair! You just cannot cut her a deal every -," Calé began to say. At that moment the maid knocked on the door.
"Come in, Bonne," Heero called. The elderly woman popped her happy face in the room.
"Oh, Your Highness, the Madame wishes me to call you and Commander Yuy and the littles to breakfast," Bonne said in her happy voice. The kids got up to go to breakfast when Éva was stopped by the housemaid.
"Miss Évangalie! You dare leave your room in your condition? You are a princess, not a show girl! Shame on you. Come, we must get you dressed." Bonne scolded. Kiro was quiet, still getting over the fact that he'd be going to the colonies with out his parents. He stared into infinite space until Bonne tugged on one clump of his short brown hair.
"Master Kiro, you too? You both must be off to your rooms to get dressed! Off! Off with you! Go now," Bonne scolded again. Calé smirked as his pajama clad kin got yelled at, then followed Zechs and Heero to the breakfast room.
~*~ Zechs' Office ~*~
~*~ 6:57 AM ~*~
Zechs sat at his office as three teenagers, and Heero walked in. Calé, like Heero wore the navy blue jumpsuit of the Cinq Kingdom Imperial Military. Kiro was still wearing his flannel pajamas. Éva came into the room clad in a green silk nightie, and matching silk robe. Évangalie sat in one of the leather chairs in front of Zechs' desk, and Kiro sat in the other. Calé stood by the door, putting his hair in it's usual ponytail.
"Papa! Calé woke me up!" Éva whined.
"I know. I told him to," Zechs told her.
"Oh," Évangalie said, sounding defeated.
Calé smirked to himself and rolled his eyes. Kiro looked incredibly nervous to be in his Uncle Zechs' office. Heero's stern look didn't help the boy relax.
"Kids," Heero started, "The Cinq Kingdom is on the verge of war."
Évangalie, the drama queen that she is, faked a faint. The four men in the room just rolled their eyes.
"I want to send you three to the colonies, as diplomats. To try and stop this before it escalates into something worse." Zechs told the teenagers. Kiro suddenly looked scared and Éva's eyes flew open in surprise.
"Papa! I can't be a diplomat in a war! I'm no good at it!" Évangalie cried.
"Évangalie, I'll make you a deal, if you agree to cooperate with the negations," Zechs told his daughter. The idea of making a deal with her father intrigued her. Éva's ears perked up.
"Oh? What kind of deal Papa?" Évangalie said, taking interest in what her father had to say.
"You can spend as much money as you want pampering yourself, while you have free time," Zechs offered. Évangalie took a minute to consider the proposition.
"Papa, you have yourself a deal and a diplomat. You work your deals well," Évangalie told her father.
"I've had some experience working deals," Zechs said, smiling at his daughter.
"Father! This isn't fair! You just cannot cut her a deal every -," Calé began to say. At that moment the maid knocked on the door.
"Come in, Bonne," Heero called. The elderly woman popped her happy face in the room.
"Oh, Your Highness, the Madame wishes me to call you and Commander Yuy and the littles to breakfast," Bonne said in her happy voice. The kids got up to go to breakfast when Éva was stopped by the housemaid.
"Miss Évangalie! You dare leave your room in your condition? You are a princess, not a show girl! Shame on you. Come, we must get you dressed." Bonne scolded. Kiro was quiet, still getting over the fact that he'd be going to the colonies with out his parents. He stared into infinite space until Bonne tugged on one clump of his short brown hair.
"Master Kiro, you too? You both must be off to your rooms to get dressed! Off! Off with you! Go now," Bonne scolded again. Calé smirked as his pajama clad kin got yelled at, then followed Zechs and Heero to the breakfast room.
