Part II- Inn fighting
Marron went into the room from the hallway. Marron had seen houses with less space. Silken sheets on the bed with down coverlet covered in brocade, fancy red window curtains that closed with a drawstring. The windows were glass. He didn't even look for the brazier it was so naturally warm.
He caressed the silk and didn't feel right to even sit on it. This was too much for one person. But it was only for one night. It was certainly a different world from the cold forest floor. Or even the temple At Paeno.
He wandered deeper into the room.
It was when he saw the warm ivory bathtub with spigots, that he decided he loved this place. He cuddled the bathtub.
Gateau's smile slid down his face.
"I can't believe he cut off all communication with me."
"I am sorry sir. But Monsieur Glace wants his privacy. He is such a gracious guest. Ha. And pretty for a man. Young fellows like you, killer in love. I bet." The concierge nudged him.
"You got that right. I think tonight might be a special night for him." Gateau smiled, "Just tell him Gateau Mocha is here if he doesn't want to be alone any longer."
Gateau walked out the door and looked up to the second floor"2nd floor. I wonder if I could climb. If only I had some of Carrot's peeping equipment. He probably has a rope."
Marron melted into the full tub of hot water like an ice cube. He let out a contented sigh. Now this was relaxing.
He only had to turn his head to see the trouble outside his window.
Marron furrowed his brow.
"Gateau…." He grumbled.
Gateau smiled and bounced on the trampoline. Posing and flexing each time he passed by the window.
Marron could see his mouth moving. He frowned. Whatever he was saying it wasn't making him feel anymore relaxed.
Out the window Gateau thought to himself. "Whoa. He doesn't even look that upset. I knew Marron really didn't mind when I looked at him.
Marron waved at Gateau.
"Look he's waving hello."
Gateau smiled and then on his way down noticed hotel security, surrounding the trampoline.
Gateau grimaced as the guards pointed straight at him.
Marron waved at him again."Bye Bye Gateau."
Gateau howled in pain.
"That is service."
***
Marron exited the bath completely relaxed and ready to pass out into the bed. Actually the idea of sleeping completely naked knowing no one could look at him was becoming a little more appealing. He tossed the towel aside and grabbed the bowl of cherries he had been picking at. Somehow it made the place feel better to be nude. He doubted he'd ever sleep on silk sheets again.
***
The others had found the Drunken Dragon inn. In the bad part of town. They also only had one bed that Carrot offered the girls.
Tira cuddled the dog and "Good boy. Keeping all those nasty courtesans away from Carrot."
The puppy loved her and rolled around in Chocora's bed
"Get that beast out of there!" Chocora said.
"Oh don't be a coward Chocora." Tira said.
"So as long as I'm holding this dog you won't glomp me." Carrot said. "I love him already. What should I call you Edward? No… Mereruru, no."
"Oh Carrot don't be mean." She snarled at the do "I hate you, you cur."
"Merk." The black dog smiled and panted.
There was a knock on the door.
The round man appeared sweating profusely with a net and rope.
"Hey it's the Dog Catcher guy. Pimplemust Err Pampletmouse. "
"Excuse moi, It is I, Monsieur Pamplemousse. I was at the contest booth and must tell you this. Oh, but does that dog belong to you…"
"What?" Carrot said.
"That dog is a stray mutt and I must take him into my custody!" the round man said.
"No he's my dog." Carrot said holding him.
"No he isn't." Chocora glomped on the man "Get rid of it."
"Oh I was looking all over for Oscar. He was missing and now I found him"
"Oh. Well…" The old man shook his head. "Since you are from out of town I could over look his lack of a license."
"Pamplemousse allez. Where is that worthless little dog?"
Bistro gritted her teeth.
"Hey hello Miss Bistro are you on duty? Cause-" Carrot said
"Give us zee dog." Bistro growled.
"But he's my dog." Carrot said.
"It is a misunderstanding, sister. They will keep him on a leash." Pampelmousse said.
"Dogs are disgusting and filthy animals. Before I came to this town the whole city was covered with them, eating garbage, chasing horses, pissing on ze streets." Bistro spat.
"Well I'll take care of him now. So why don't you stop being so uptight? A pretty girl like you shouldn't be worked up over stray dogs." Carrot said, "If you pretend you didn't see me and let me keep him, I'll date with you."
Bistro glared at him
"You scratch my back and I'll scratch your… front." Carrot glommed her.
Bistro slapped him "I am an officer
of the law. How dare you proposition me?"
"Why not?" Carrot said as she tried to crush his trachea.
She stepped back "Very well I will play you're game." She yanked the dog out of his arms.
"If it is your dog call him." Bistro said.
Carrot didn't flinch. He sighed. "Please dog just come to me." He prayed to himself.
They set the little black dog on the ground
"Oscar. You dog over here."
The dog yawned.
***
The glass in the windows rattled with the sounds of snores. Such a prodigious snore from such a small room.
"Oh he snores loud."
"I want you to see this one first hand. How truly beautiful he is." Bistro said "He will be a good addition to our merchandise."
"You know the plan. Get some strands of his hair. And a drop of his blood."
"Oui Madam." The Masseuse said. "It will be easy."
The boy roused. He made adorable mewing and whimpering noises. Who could it be interrupting his nap?
Marron covered himself with the bath robe and opened the door
"Mon Dieu." The masseuse squirted her oil all over the floor. At the young Godling at the door. Ebon black waves, golden sleepy eyes. She went weak in the knees.
"I was just out of the bath…" Marron straightened his sexy mussy hair
The woman dropped her bottle of mint extract.
"Massage compliments of the house." She sputtered out eventually.
"Wow how thoughtful. A free massage. What a fancy place. I'll be on the bed.
The Masseuse trembled.
"I never had one of these massages before."
"Well I- I-"
"My friend Chocora she's quite good at back rubs. But I've never gotten a professional one before. You're going to have to show me how it's done."
The Masseuse smacked herself, Come on now Janine you are a professional.
"Just lie down on your stomach. And I'll handle everything."
"Mmm. That feels wonderful." Marron sighed, "You are good."
"Mais oui." She said wiping the sweat from her brow.
The Masseuse blushed and eeped as she grabbed his leg. It was as taut and long as a lily stem. She'd never seen such a body.
Marron sighed softly in contentment.
"Okay Sir remove your…"
The masseuse got a little woozy. He had porcelin skin. Absolutely flawless except for a daisy shaped pock mark behind his hair. She was captivated.
"I'm kind of shy." Marron said.
The masseuse rubbed his shoulders.
"Oh it's not like I haven't seen my share of naked-" the masseuse shuddered.
She stared at his lean naked body when…
A loud Marron yelp was heard in the hotel.
"Oscar Oscar. Oscar."
The puppy sat.
"Come on dog. I got a- Come on."
"I guess he is not yours."
"He's deaf?" Carrot asked.
The woman coiled the dog lasso around her hand. "No one fools with the Department of Dog Catching.".
"Sister. Mind your temper." Pamplemousse fretted.
"Quiet fool." Bistro snapped at her brother.
"Then I am afraid we must take him." Pamplemouse sighed.
"What?"
"He has no collar or tags."
"But he's such a cute little guy. I'll make sure he doesn't get in trouble. I'll take care of him." Carrot said.
"Yeah. It's not like we'd let a poor little doggie alone."
"Perhaps we could let them fill out ze paper work." Pamplemousse said hesitantly.
"The law is the law. A dog must have a leash and collar or be taking in custody of the dog catcher or an agent, which is me." The woman snapped the whip at Carrot's hand. Then lassoed his neck. Bistro squeezed his head until he turned blue.
"Ahhh Tira. She's scary." Carrot hid behind his friend.
Tira hissed like a cat.
"Hey I'm the only one allowed to whip Carrot." Tira said.
"The wench hit Darling's hand." Chocora's face began to boil and her fangs bared.
Chocora grabbed her wire as lightning fast as Bistro grabbed her lasso.
"Ladies please. Not inside." The inn keeper wailed. "I will call the police."
Chocora let go of her wire.
"If there is one thing I hate worse than dogs, is women who work with dogs and who hurt my Darling Carrot. Don't think this is over."
Bistro grabbed the little dog by his neck.
The innkeeper shook his head.
"You should thank me. I wouldn't mess with her kind. She is a sorceror."
"I thought there were no sorcerers in Barie. She has no inverted triangle."
"Yes, she has never used magic. The DuBerries are sealed and may not use magic. But they got so much money they still got the mayor and the government in their pocket. The Dog catchers have more power then the whole Town Council combined."
"Poor Doggie." Tira sighed. Carrot was sniffling, trying not to bawl his eyes out.
"Oh darling."
"It was… He was… the only way I could keep Chocora away from me."
He glomped onto Tira and wept."I'm a man I can take it."
"Oh Carrot Darling. Don't." Chocora never missed a chance to fondle Carrot inappropriately
"It's okay." Tira pet him. "We know you're not a man."
He disengaged. "Don't be mean." Carrot kicked the bed "This town is awful first you need a liscence for magic a liscence for dogs now this" Carrot said, "Well at least Marron is having a good time." He wiped away his tears.
***
"Ow." Marron winced in pain as he stood up, "You freak you bit me."
"It has never happened before. I- I-"
He opened the door
"Get out of here. You dirty old woman."
"I did not."
"Yes you did. I might not be very sophisticated but I think I know when someone bites me… there."
"I can make it better." She said trying to grab him again.
"No."
"But I can fix it. This never happened before."
"Madam. Please just don't touch me." Marron whimpered
"Oh but I can't just let you."
"Get what are you?" Marron tried to hide behind the wardrobe.
"I think I'm going to go to bed. Now"
"But I can." She crawled on his bed.
Marron panicked and grabbed a
candle stick.
"Look lady. Back off." Marron said holding the
candlestick. "I'll burn you. Huh
huh? I just think you should go."
"Well I'll just be going then." The woman wept. "But I shall never forget you."
"Thank you." Marron gritted his teeth trying to smiled, menacing her with his impromptu weapon.
Marron didn't mean to slam the door.
"What a freak."
"Ow… I think she pinched something."
Marron stood in the robe. He couldn't move his head after what the masseuse did to it. He clutched his neck. He probably wouldn't sleep with all the nerves she pinched. If he could trust her not to break into his room and attack him.
He stood up eventually and wandered towards the vanity. And placed the candlestick down. This vanity was well stocked with make up and colognes. They smelled nice, but still girly. There were a few stronger ones. They did serve every need someone could have. It was full service.
He just wanted to sleep or at least relax. Even his first real bath in months was ruined by Gateau seeing him naked. That meathead. He looked in the mirror.
He had tried telling Gateau in several ways to leave him alone. But never no. He sighed. Tomorrow I should tell Gateau that hate him, he smells and the muscles weren't very nice, lopsided or something that really shakes him to the core.
Marron noticed something strange. The face in the mirror was chuckling.
Marron wanted to touch it.
"You like the muscles." The mirror said in his own voice, distorted by echo.
"What?"
"Gateau would make you laugh if you weren't so uptight."
"He is irritating."
"He's quirky."
"He is a braggart."
"He's insecure and needs reassurance. You know how lonely his life has been since his parents have died."
"He is always trying to get my attention."
"He certainly has it."
"He's a meathead."
"You like the muscles."
Marron couldn't be arguing with a mirror.
"I might not be as powerful as the other magic mirrors. I'm no Mesataenian masterpiece. But I've been a vanity mirror for two centuries. If Black Berry had listened to me he probably wouldn't have been driven into the sea." The mirror said, with his own face. The mirror motioned him over.
If you don't start taking him seriously, well you're going to get wrinkles. I see one right between your eyes."
"Oh shut up." Marron covered his face. "I'm only 16."
"I'm a mirror. I can't lie. It's my job to find the wrinkles. It's what I do."
"You are just a mirror. What do you know?"
"I know you like the muscles."
Marron threw his towel over the mirror.
"Hey. I can't see. This is cruel. You know. Abusing the furniture is just rude. And it can be fined."
"Good thing I'm staying here for free." Marron said.
"Fine then young man. I won't tell you anymore. Even though you look like you need advice and-
Marron flipped the mirror so it faced the wall.
Nice silver hair brush. He smelled glamour against it. Must be used by lady with hair she didn't like. The brush seemed clean enough. He had heard of these. It wouldn't hurt to see if the glamour still worked. Besides his hair was horrendously gnarled from all these days on the road. A little glamour never hurt anyone. It was the kind of mindless pampering that would sooth his soul.
"Hey what are you doing? Marron- I can't see… Be careful. This place is rather treacherous."
He picked up the brush. He grabbed his hair and ran the brush through it. It was then that he realized that he had made his mistake. This was no ordinary brush. This had the marking of deeper magic. The sparkle of the silver had been unnatural, pretty irresistible.
"No I see now."
But by then it was too late.
Marron dropped the brush.
"No. No. NOOOOOO!"
****
Carrot sat at the table in the Inn's posh café. He tried to read the menu.
"Man. All I could afford is the water and the bread."
It was breakfast time and they met Marron at the inn. Carrot decided then rather sleep another second in this dump he would go to the inn. They never said when morning began. He sneaked out without Chocora or Tira waking. He was still quite angry at the event last night.
Gateau sighed "And ice." Taking the pack off his face. The swelling had gone done on his bruise. It wasn't even purple. Gateau had been around catting all night. Served him right for not bringing him. Not too mention borrowing his peeping equipment. Carrot's favorite trampoline had holes and tears in the mesh. He hoped that girl had clobbered him.
"The only girl I met took that poor little dog away. But I can handle it, I'm a man." Carrot bit his lip.
"It's okay."
"I can cry."
"You aren't a man."
Carrot growled "And you owe me a new trampoline. That chick better have been worth it."
"Hmmm?"
"You know the babe you were peeping on. That's why I have a trampoline in the first place."
"Carrot, lets just say there is a beauty worthy of this treatment."
"Man I wish I could have got some of that. Growl. I bet that it was amazing. Long legs?"
"Yeah."
"Big bright eyes. Long hair?"
"It was something else."
"Nice ass you could bounce a copper granole off of?"
"Oh yeah." Gateau purred. What Carrot didn't know couldn't hurt him.
"We gotta get some chicks."
"Speaking of which. Look girls this way. You can have the brunette."
Carrot had excellent 360 degree vision. And already saw too clean well dressed cute girls approaching.
"What?"
"I'll take them both if you don't want her."
Gateau rolled his eyes. But he was staring. They were cute. Maybe he should leave Marron alone for a few hours maybe a few days. The boy had been under a lot of stress. This was a really fancy place and he deserved some pampering.
Besides it would give him the chance to talk to some fine ladies.
The two girls in white petticoats smiled and laughed.
"Yes, I'd like some water and some of the number 4." The blond smiled.
"Yes. That sounds lovely. I would like it as well." The brunette smiled.
"Hey Garcon. Send the girls at that table, two waters compliments of Carrot Glace and Gateau Mocha."
"Don't mention my name." Gateau said.
"Those are Boisseau Le Feu's tricks. I wouldn't go anywhere near those girls." The waiter said. "nothing but trouble."
The waiter brought the water in a bowl.
The girl put her face in the bowl lapped it up.
The second put her face in the bowl of meat and began slobbering.
Gateau looked at his hands as Carrot stared in dread.
"Maybe we should find someone else."
Gateau looked at the café and the hotel around them.
"I can't believe that two dog catchers can stay in a place like this."
"Yeah well I don't think it's the mints on the pillow that make money in this place. They are sorcerers. And look at all these women."
"So I get ya." Carrot said.
"Exactly." Gateau said.
"This is a real babe town."
"Carrot, Hookers, Harlots, Courtesans, Prostitutes."
"They? Man I can't ever tell." Carrot sighed "Maybe there are some sorcerers who need to be straightened out. Maybe these guys aren't reformed from the days of Black Berry. Making all these fine sweeties work on the street corners."
"Carrot are you saying you don't approve of the oldest profession?" Gateau said.
"It seems yucky. I'd like to know I can get the ladies on my own."
"You know Carrot you're a strange individual. Maybe we shouldn't just leave after Marron gets here. Maybe we should investigate where all these courtesans came from."
"If you're worried about it don't be. They are well treated. No one runs away."
"Pamplemousse? Hey you're that freak who took my dog."
"I am sorry. But he is a stray. I promise. I won't hurt him."
"Oh yeah. I bet you put him in a puppy pen, bow wow blitzer or the doggy doom door or a big furnace."
"I swear on the honor of the Dog Catcher. I will not hurt your little dog."
"Yeah maybe I can forgive you."
"I have it. We can take him to the Sanctuary."
"What?"
"The Barie Sanctuary for Unfortunate Dogs. The dogs they stay there and are fed. And then zee children and zee people go there and take home dogs."
"What a beautiful idea." Gateau said.
"Ma soeur. She says it is a dumb idea. It is run by an old asthetic who loves all animals. Not like my sister. I will bring your little doggie there. Here is the address. You can pick him up on zee way."
"I guess you aren't all bad. But will he be okay."
"You have my word Carrot." He saluted. Then the spry old man began skipping away.
***
Bistro was already in the Chamber. They looked at their brother.
"Brother Kill it and we can begin the ceremony."
"But, That nice young fellow was going to take it. He's not a stray anymore."
"Do what I say." Bistro smacked him.
"Oui Oui ma soeur."
"When our Master Returns we will begin the ritual."
Pamplemousse panicked. He held up the knife.
"Don't worry little friend. You can you play dead?"
The dog rolled over and closed its eyes. It froze in position. A very smart dog.
"Good now. Play dead. That way you will be safe, for a while. I will not hurt you. I hope."
The man carried the limp body of the dog into the room.
"It is done ma soeur."
"Bring the corpse into the Atrium." It was the voice of Madmoiselle Dog catcher herself. Boisenne DuBerrie looked at her brother and sister. "Let us begin."
***
A loud barker stood in front of a
Blue haired girl "Hey big fella how would you like some company for
tonight? This is Fifi."
The girl chuckled.
"No thanks."
"This is high grade Simulacrum."
"I don't need to hire some poor girl occupy my time." Gateau said "Why don't you go ask some ugly loser who can't get a date?"
"The fellow at your table is preoccupied."
"Oh I have a new model sir. If these fine ladies aren't your type." the Barker said.
"What are you talking about models. These are women. Innocent girls you've corrupted. What is this?" Gateau said.
"They are not real. They are simulacrum."
"What do you mean? Those look real to me."
"Feel real too." Carrot said.
"They have the bodies of women but they have no minds or souls."
The two men paused.
"I'm getting out of here. I'm going to be sick.
"Look I'm not here to waste my money on your disgusting magic." Carrot growled.
"But sir."
"Get out of our sight." Carrot said, "I'd rather get beaten up by every girl in town than buy one of those."
"Wow Carrot you're passing up sex to do the right thing?"
"I don't like Necromancers. Remember those creeps with the flowers."
"But these aren't real people. We are only animists."
"Yeah right. Where else could you get all the girls?" Carrot asked.
"They aren't real human souls. They are only shells bodies without personality. There is no sin. After that you can make them disappear with a dipper full of saltwater."
"You mean they aren't even human." Carrot asked. "That's just gross I could be loving up a donkey or a monkey…"
"Mostly just dogs."
"Dog… Oscar."
Carrot became angry and lunged on the Barker "My poooooooor Oscar! Why you loser! Pervert weirdo."
"Security!" The barker shouted.
The Simulacrum girls walked away with blank looks on their faces.
"Go Carrot. You da man." Gateau laughed encouraging the pathetic fight.
Carrot was being thrown out of the hotel as the girls walked in.
"Don't go in there? They sells dogs into a life of prostitution. They are- Don't stay here!"
He grabbed onto a stone bust. Which he pulled of it's stand.
"Stay out rabblerouser."
"Now that was new."
Tira and Chocora walked in the lobby
"I wonder why Carrot is so mad."
Chocora shrugged.
"Well I bet it was because of some girl."
Marron appeared at the top of the stairs. He grumbled and walked down the mammoth ivory stairs with his cloak on, inside.
"Marron where are you going."
"Nowhere. I just…"
"Is it drafty in your room?" Tira asked.
"Well."
"Then why do you have your cloak on?" Tira asked.
Chocora and Tira flanked him.
"My hair is… unpresentable now.
"What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Well if you're shy then," Tira sighed "I guess we have to respect your privacy and-"
Chocora tore off his hood without a second thought.
"Chocora. You jerk." Tira smacked
her.
Marron covered his hair.
Chocora sat stunned
Marron crossed his arms.
"Blonde?" Chocora said.
"No." Marron turned around. The hair was still black in the back. "I didn't finish. It's half blond and a streak of pink."
"Oooh look." Chocora smiled "Marron, You have clown hair." Chocora toppled over in laughter.
"Marron how?" Tira said.
"Someone put a glamour brush in my room." Marron said.
"And you used it. You just picked it up and-" Tira sputtered.
"Gave yourself clown hair." Chocora smiled.
Marron frowned "Go on Tira, laugh."
"You know better than to use other people's personal glamors. People always use enhancements. You could have ended up with bigger tits or facial hair."
"What if he had both… that would be funny…" Chocora laughed at the thought of Uncle Onion with breasts.
"You two." Marron sighed "It was a gag. Some sorcerer put a Draw on it."
Chocora stopped "What's a Draw?"
"It makes using an instrument irresistible to use. It is the very spell that Damned Lord Black."
Marron held the brush in a kerchief. "He had great factories and he placed the draw spell on the machines and presses. His slaves would work till death. The factory slaves one day rebelled. They used the power of prayer and faith to seal the spell and they ripped the factory to pieces. Then they went for Lord Black. They did this without mages or Sorcerer Hunters. They proved to the world Parsonners can make a difference. The people were merciful and let his children lived but they changed their names. And sealed there magic."
"How do you know?"
"It is legendary. And I have met Mistress Boisenne DuBerrie herself. She is his daughter."
"You don't think that this is a forbidden magic? If it was sealed away by the Barisians."
"I believe that these people, however good they might have forbidden spells of Lord Black, and it is corrupting them. If we seal them away then we might save their lives."
"So they made your hair blond?" Chocora concluded.
"Not to mention that mirror. And the complimentary massage. Just when I took off the towel… she… she bit me."
Tira chuckled "Well you do have an effect on women." Poor Marron didn't realize that he was cute. It struck Tira as humorous rather than modest.
"It's not funny. You didn't get bit in the… you know where."
Chocora laughed "You've had an interesting night."
"Well. Marron You are…" Tira chuckled
"Carrot's brother. It does run in the family."
"Oh yes." Tira chuckled and rolled her eyes.
"You two are very mysterious sometimes." Marron pinched his neck.
Chocora sat down and put her hands on his throat. "Here let me fix that. I'm sorry I laughed. It's just you're so cute. I have to be nice to my Brother-in0-law."
Chocora touched the area and began rubbing
"Aiiie." Marron hissed and sunk into pleasure. "I love you Chocora."
"Thank you imouto." Chocora smiled.
"Marry me."
"Just for back rubs."
"Oooh yeah. That's nice." Marron purred.
Tira never understood those two. There were times when Marron sell his soul for a decent back rub. And Chocora was a sweet girl underneath. Otherwise her teasing would be cruel. There was no doubt in their minds they were brother and sister. If only it were as simple with Carrot.
"We had better deal with this first." Tira said, "And make sure Carrot is still alive.
"At least I can move my head." Marron said. "Come on. Let's go find Gateau and Nii-san."
***
"We have Mr. Glace's hair from the glamour brush."
"Ah excellent."
A little black dog played dead in the chair.
They placed the hairs on the dogs body.
They held hands
The ring of light formed around it. A pentagram around the charm."
"Mesatanean Powers come to our union. Bless us with your power."
"w Jeoi, Allazomai tode kuni epi tou anthropou."
"O Theoi. Allazomai tode kuni epi tou anthropou!"
"O theoi allazomai tode kuni epi tou anthrpou!"
"w Jeoi, Allazomai tode kuni epi tou anthropou."
The dog woke up and looked around as he was swallowed by light and magic. He whimpered and tried to run but couldn't. He ran in circles till the light smothered him and choked his last bark. His limbs grew smooth and white like skin.
The simulacrum smiled a dead smile."
"See this new Model will bring us a lot more business. You have a mission. We wish you to seduce someone."
***
It was Marron.
"Marron?" Gateau looked again. Yes It was Marron walking down the hall towards him.
He stopped in his tracks. He saw the tall person that was male with blonde hair. He was big and strong. Surely the right one. How wonderful the creature thought to himself. What a nice person to have sex with!
"Oi Marron. Hows the room?"
Marron looked at him and blushed, and nodded.
"I heard they had silk sheets. Man you are as lucky as you are beautiful, aren't you?"
Marron brushed him off still blushing.
"So how'd you sleep?"
But Marron nodded again.
"Okay… What do you want for breakfast?"
And Marron nodded yet again.
"Marron. Daijobu desu-ka?"
Marron looked around cocking his head quizzically.
Gateau felt Marron's forehead
"Marron can't you-"?
Then Marron grabbed his shoulders and he dragged Gateau in a storage room with
a strength he wasn't supposed to have.
"Marron what…"
Marron grabbed his hand. And kissed it, sniffed it and licked it.
"Marron we're in public." Gateau blushed.
Marron chuckled and grinned brightly.
"Whoa okay. Someone broke into the honor bar and got some shrimp cocktails."
Marron traced his face flirtaceously.
"You will just have to sober up and-"
Marron kissed his lips. Kissing softly and sweetly. Marron's hands raked through his hair as the boy aggressively kissed him with passion four times his size. They pressed their bodies against each other.
"Hoooo-kay." Gateau breathed.
****
"Wow that is great. His own boyfriend doesn't recognize the difference."
"It won't last for long." Pamplemouse covered his eyes.
"Yes maybe we should have used monkey. Dog is so unstable." Boisenne said.
"We're saving the poor wretched populace from the menace of the dogs." Bistro sounded
****
"Marron are you sure you want to do this the DuBerrie's bordello is still- I mean something weird is going around here." Gateau pushed him away, delicately.
Marron pushed him back "Hi. Oi." Gateau was toppled.
Marron straddled him.
"Look Marron. If I start any of this. I'm not sure I'll stop.It's just sudden and you smell so good."
Marron looked around and kissed him taking off his vest.
Gateau knew how to take a signal "Well…Okay let's get undressed." His hands went towards Marron's collar.
"….Not so fast."
"Sorry Marron." Gatteau removed his hands.
But Marron didn't move. He looked quizzically.
"Okay lets kiss. You could use work."
Marron complied.
"…Do you have any idea what you are doing, here?" Marron's voice said again.
Gateau shrunk back "I'm kissing… You… I didn't. Oh god I ruined it didn't I?"
Marron grabbed him and slobbered on his face.
"… Thanks to you…I had a horrible night."
"What did I do?"
Marron nipped his nose.
"Marron you have to talk to me. Talk about a tease. What do you want?"
"I want to complain." Marron didn't move his mouth.
"Goddamn it Glace. What did I do…and…" Gateau paused. "You didn't say that. How can you talk and kiss at the same?
"I am here to…"
"You can't talk and kiss at the same time…Marron was that? Who was that?" Gatteau said "Tell me. Who's voice is-"
Marron Glace arrived at the front desk and was scolding Pamplemousse.
"Alright DuBerrie what is the deal? There was strange magic on that brush. That was a cruel prank. It is one thing to offer a prize to a poor stranger, but to treat him like this. I fear that this is forbidden magic."
"Marron." Gatteau said. "That's your voice."
"Hi." Marron, the one inside the closet with him, said. This Marron clutched him closer.
"Wait here."
"I found this in my room. And on it the blackest magic. Not seen since Lord Black was destroyed"
"Oh Bistro's brush. How did that get in your room?" Pampelmousse asked.
Gateau ran outside into the lobby.
"Hey what is the deal?"
"Gateau what are you doing here?" Marron asked., this one in all of his robes with his wool cloak buttoned up and his hood up. While the one in the closet was half-dressed.
"Marron, how did you get on that cloak?"
"…" Marron stared.
"I left you. Well… In disposed. You know."
"What? I just came down a few moments ago."
"You were in the closet. I left you in the closet."
"The closet? I would never get in a closet with you."
"That's where you were."
"I am here. I know where I am." Marron said "Don't you see me?"
"I saw you in the closet when we…"
"Gateau you really shouldn't drink so early in the morning."
"Look Marron, this is too weird. You pull me into and start stripping off your clothes, then you're out here in your winter cloak. What's going on? Are you shy? Is this your first time?
"…"
"Do you want this or not Marron? If you're not ready I'll back off." Gateau said.
"Want what?" Marron said.
Gateau touched his shoulder "Just say yes or no? Or did you drink some kind of floor polish and lost your mind?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Marron, It was forty seconds ago. How could you forget?"
"This is the first I've seen you all day."
"Do you want me to kiss you or not?"
Marron glared at him. Gateau touching him softly, reassurance in his eyes. Marron's eyes softened, he was so…
Marron gasped "Yes."
Their hearts beat at the same time.
"I mean yes yes… I don't want you to touch me at all. Go away I want to be alone."
Gateau fell over.
Marron scowled "To think I felt bad about watching those guys to beat the crap out of you."
"That was you? They broke Carrot's best trampoline."
"You are just a meathead." Marron said.
"You. You came to me this time, Glace. I am not taking the blame this time."
Gateau tried to look at him. Marron faced away trying not to blush.
Gateau shook his head "Well then I have my answer. And here I thought you were going to be honest with yourself. You know I guess all you like about me is to just love to yank me around."
"What?" Marron said.
"I can handle you being a little cold to me. That is fun, but not even a jerk like me deserves this. I guess I will leave you alone."
"What did I do?"
Gateau turned away. "You can't play with me. I have feelings too. I'm not just a beautiful body."
Marron tried to reach out to him, but soon the mage was angered again.
"How is this my fault?"
"There is only so far you can push me before I don't come back. Do you want that?"
At this the Marron in the closet came out looking for the Big nice man who he was having sex with. The Marron from the closet smiled wrapped his arms around Gateau and whimpered gleefully.
"You." He smiled and wrapped his pale arms around Gateau.
Marron looked at the Marron from the closet, then at Gatteau who held him.
"GATEAU!!!" Marron crossed himself for an evil sign.
"Gateau." The other Marron boopped the blond's nose, "Gateau." He repeated.
"JEEEaaaaaah!" Gateau jumped in the air.
The two men jumped back
"Oh my God. That's not you?" Gateau said.
"No."
"What is it? Get it off me."
"Don't move Gateau?"
The extra Marron wrapped his legs around Gateau.
"Imouto? GATEAU I'm going to break your head open."
Carrot came running in with a bust statuary and cracked it across Gateau's head.
"Chirikten." Gateau grabbed his nose.
"Gateau!" Marron shouted and reached to pick up Gateau, "Are you alright?"
"Nii-san what are you doing?" Marron said.
Carrot grabbed his brother by the shoulders.
"Hello Man." The Other Marron in the unbuttoned robe smiled "I know you. You're the before man."
"Is he perverted? Did he pervert you? He didn't give you gay, did he?" Carrot shook him.
"Nii-san put that thing down.
Then Carrot looked at the two of them. The smiling cheerful and bright-eyed boy with dark hair and glowing golden eyes, who wore white robes and was his brother. And the angry guy with blazing fiery golden eyes in the white robes and the long hooded cloak, who was gritting his teeth healing a broken nose and was his brother.
"NANI?" Carrot jumped back.
"Carrot if you would stop ranting there is a problem here." Marron said.
"dwo Maddons." Gatteau said
"Don't talk." Marron said.
"Two Marrons. Wow. They both are pretty." Gatteau said.
"Why is there?" The Cheerful Marron pointed at the Cloaked one's chest.
"Who are you?" Cloaked Marron asked.
The other Marron bit his lip, about to speak "Marron." He cocked his head like a little dog.
"No." Cloaked Marron said "I am the real Marron, you are some illusion."
The Other Marron shriveled back."I am Marron."
The Other Marron looked at him."One marron two marrons."
"No no no." Cloaked Marron pounded his fist.
Carrot separated them."Okay who is Marron?"
"Me!"
"Shut up Not you. Me." Cloaked Marron said
"Me"
"Me"
"Me. NIIIIISAN!" One cried.
"Carrot."
"Carrot."
"Nii-san."
"Nii-san."
"NII-SAAAAAAAAAN" the two Marrons yelled.
Carrot's head spun around.
"Okay I've known my brother all his life. Now. There has to be some way to tell you apart.
"Me is Marron."
"I am Marron. He can't even speak."
"Oh that's maybe what they want you to think. Huh they could have made my brother's voice funny so he doesn't talk right. But they would assume I thought of that."
Gateau "So they know you know? Clever."
"But I know they know that they know that I wouldn't trust the guy who sounds like my brother."
"So you know that they know that they really do know. But they don't know that you know that they know."
Meanwhile the other Marron had squatted on his knees and scratched his ear and rolled on his belly.
"Okay Marron. Stand."
"I'm a good stander." The other more joyous Marron stood up.
"Aha. Hmmm Hmmmm."
"Nii-san. Please it's me. How can you forget all we've been through. When you protected me from the Makroni brothers, when I first learned my magic and you power. We've always been together. How can you doubt me? I love you Carrot. Now please trust me."
"You have anything to say."
"Marron."
"Excellent. This is impossible." Carrot said.
Tira shook her head, "Okay we have to use our knowledge of Marron's inner.
Chocora shrugged and ripped off his cloak
"Chocora, stop ripping off my clothes."
"Sorry. It just cracks me up every time."
"Excellent work Chocora." Carrot smiled and patted her on the back. You saved the day."
"Do I get a kiss as a reward?" Carrot said.
"No."
"Kiss." Chocora shriveled up and whimpered.
"No way Marron is not a blond. This is some kind of trick."
"Gateau. They used a glamour on my head."
"I'd recognize my real brother anywhere, buddy. So you just simmer down."
"I am Marron. That is just a-"
"I am Marron."
"He's just copying me."
"He is copying me."
Marron growled.
Marron growled too.
"A copy says-"
"What." Marron smiled.
Blond Marron gritted his teeth.
"This is INFURIATING."
"In furry… Marron." The Innocent
Marron pulled out his ofuda.
"I have had it up to here. You are going to reveal your deception."
"No." The Other squealed.
"Marron would never harm an innocent creature." Tira said.
"This thing is not me… What do I have to do to prove it?"
"Well I… it's so."
"Look calm down to ten."
"One two…"
"Blonde Marron is angry. He's getting wrinkles."
"I am not getting wrinkles!!!" Marron lunged for the throat of the other Marron.
"I'm going to rip off your lying face." Blond Marron yeowled.
The Sorcerer Hunters sprung into action.
"Marron. We'll save you."
"All right you fake, time to take you out." Carrot grabbed the bucket of water.
"Noooo."
Carrot threw the bucket of salt water at him.
And the glamour rinsed out of his hair.
Revealing the angry guy with black hair and gold eyes who wore white robes and was his brother and now was his angry brother.
"I'm in trouble."