I am glad that somebody has come back for another round of DPAKS (by the way thanks for the reviews, keep then coming!). I must admit that this isn't the best chapter, but I hope that you will still find it to be enjoyable. Well forgive me for my rambling (we all know that I just use this space to make the word count higher) Enjoy the fic!
Dilandau Passes a Kidney Stone!
Dilandau moped on his way back to his chamber. He kept weighing his choices in his mind. 'Wait and bear this unspeakable torment for who knows how much longer or let the physician remove the source of my pain by…by…' Dilandau shuddered at the thought. Naturally after dwelling on such thoughts Dilandau was considerably depressed by the time he got to his room.
He sat down on the plush sofa located in his room and, feeling pain grip him once again, he decided to do the only thing that he could do, he cried. 'Why' he thought "So what if I burned a few kingdoms?" he said between sobs "Those people never had to suffer like this". Dilandau then, after ceasing to cry, tried to focus his mind on good things like flamethrowers, dancing on Van's grave, and slapping his Dragon Slayers, this gave him enough peace to rest and he soon fell into a fitful sleep.
Dilandau found himself walking with Folken as they made their weekly inspection of the Vione. As they walked Dilandau realized that he had to use the restroom more and more. He tried to ignore the feeling though, as he had been doing for the last few days, for he found that this had so far caused him the most anguish. "Why don't you cut it out and just go and use the restroom already" Folken said for he was sick of watching Dilandau squirm around in a desperate attempt to hold it in. "What are you talking about?" Dilandau asked still unable to hold still "That's it" Folken said, he was truly annoyed now "I want you to go and use the bathroom or whatever and then come back so that we can finish our inspection!" "Nooooo" Dilandau whined "It hurts and I don't want to!" Folken sighed "Do I have to make that an order?" Dilandau scowled at the Strategeos then turned to head towards the nearest facilities.
He gulped as he entered the restroom and feeling his familiar pain he decided that he would rather leave and face Folken's wrath then stay and relieve himself. As he turned to walk out he saw that the door had shut "What the?" he started as he tried to open the door only to find that it wouldn't budge. Dilandau, becoming alarmed, beat on the door "Folken! Somebody! Help, let me out!" he called but received no answer.
Then he heard a noise behind him, he turned and to his horror three sorcerers stepped out of one of the stalls. "We are here to relieve you of your problem" One of the sorcerers said as the other two grabbed Dilandau and strapped him to an oh so familiar stretcher. "No! Please! Wait, stop!" Dilandau cried as the lead sorcerer pulled out a long metal tube. "No! No please! Dilandau screamed as the sorcerers closed in "AHHHHhhhhhhh!!"
Dilandau sat up to find that he was on his couch, sweaty and disheveled he went to wash his face "Just a dream" he sighed as he looked in a mirror. *Author's note: Ha! I bet you didn't expect that dream sequence! Muhahahaha! What? You say that I just ran out of good ideas and that the week transition tipped you off anyways? I thought I had you going…Thanks a lot dream wrecker…* "I have got to pull myself together" Dilandau said as he poured himself a glass of wine. "I can't take much more of this…" he trailed off as he once again went to weighing his choices.
To tell you the truth I wrote this chapter because I couldn't decide what to have happen to Dilly. I find both of his choices to be very funny and I don't know which one to use. Send some reviews and vote for which one Dilly shall endure. If you don't I will be forced to flip a coin…Until Next Time!
Note: I do not own Escaflowne, you can tell because the sorcerers and Dornkirk exist in the show, also there is no Albatounia where Dilly is king.