Disclaimer- I don't own Kuzco or Yzma but I kinda own Mizel and Sezekel as
I kinda created them, but then they are also kinda Disney's cause... Well...
Never mind!
This Chapter is a little short, and I can't put up a third chapter because I haven't written any! I've managed to write tons of Chapters for Kuzco's Ghost, Kuzco the Peasant and the Lonely Road to El Dorado but I've never got around to writing any more chapters for this story! I'll make sure to make this as my main story to continue with for the next wee while, kay?
This Chapter also has a certain amount of irony in it, as if you have read Kuzco the Peasant Chapter 4 there is a bit where Kuzco makes funny faces to amuse little Xand, and that's because his father and his father's father have always done that! Good eh?
"It's a boy," the midwife declared happily.
The midwife passed the baby over to his mother, Mizel.
"He's so handsome," Mizel said quietly as she gazed down at her newborn son.
Sezekel entered the room and ran over to his wife.
"It's a boy Sez," Mizel smiled sweetly.
"So what are we going to call him?" Sezekel asked as Mizel passed their son to him.
He looked down at his son and smiled happily while Mizel sighed from exhaustion.
"How about... Sezekel? After his father?" Mizel suggested.
Sezekel held his son up in the air and shook his head unsure, "No, it doesn't really seem to suit him. What about Alzan, after my brother?"
Mizel thought about it and shook her head, "No, no, it doesn't fit him...."
The couple stood quietly thinking hard about what to call their son.
"... Kuzco...?" Mizel said out of the blue.
"Sorry?"
"Kuzco, after my father?" Mizel suggested.
Sezekel looked at his son and started to slowly nod, "Yeah, it's perfect."
He passed the baby back to Mizel and Mizel smiled happily.
"Hello my little son, hello Kuzco," Mizel hugged Kuzco happily.
"The future heir of the kingdom... Emperor Kuzco," Sezekel declared.
"WAAAHHHH!!"
Loud cries of an agitated baby filled the palace.
Mizel sighed in exhaustion, "Don't worry honey, don't cry," she patted him on the back in an attempt to calm him down.
Sezekel entered the room, his hands shielding his ears in an attempt to drown out Kuzco's screaming.
"He won't stop crying!" Mizel cried, bags under her eyes obviously meaning she hadn't had enough sleep.
Sezekel looked at Kuzco curiously and took his hands off his ears, "Hold him up, so he can see me."
Mizel did as she was told and held Kuzco up in mid-air; Kuzco was looking straightforward at his father's face.
Sezekel started to make funny faces; he stuck his tongue out and crossed his eyes, he continued making strange and funny faces until eventually Kuzco burst out giggling.
"You did it! He stopped crying!" Mizel cheered.
"Yip! My father used to do that with me when I was a baby so I thought I'd have a go at it," Sezekel explained.
"Well it worked," Mizel smiled thankfully.
Just at that moment Kuzco yawned cutely.
Mizel looked at him surprised, she hugged him close and watched as he slowly fell asleep...
"What a perfect little picture..." Yzma said in disgust as she stared at Mizel who was holding a sleeping Kuzco and Sezekel who was holding Mizel.
She stuck out her tongue as if she were about to be sick, "Yuck!"
"Uh, that little brat's gonna grown up to be just like his parents, goodie- two-shoes...." Yzma sighed in irritation, "The only way I've got any chance at ruling the kingdom is by changing that boy, I've got to make him different, unlike his damn parents, maybe more evil..."
This Chapter is a little short, and I can't put up a third chapter because I haven't written any! I've managed to write tons of Chapters for Kuzco's Ghost, Kuzco the Peasant and the Lonely Road to El Dorado but I've never got around to writing any more chapters for this story! I'll make sure to make this as my main story to continue with for the next wee while, kay?
This Chapter also has a certain amount of irony in it, as if you have read Kuzco the Peasant Chapter 4 there is a bit where Kuzco makes funny faces to amuse little Xand, and that's because his father and his father's father have always done that! Good eh?
"It's a boy," the midwife declared happily.
The midwife passed the baby over to his mother, Mizel.
"He's so handsome," Mizel said quietly as she gazed down at her newborn son.
Sezekel entered the room and ran over to his wife.
"It's a boy Sez," Mizel smiled sweetly.
"So what are we going to call him?" Sezekel asked as Mizel passed their son to him.
He looked down at his son and smiled happily while Mizel sighed from exhaustion.
"How about... Sezekel? After his father?" Mizel suggested.
Sezekel held his son up in the air and shook his head unsure, "No, it doesn't really seem to suit him. What about Alzan, after my brother?"
Mizel thought about it and shook her head, "No, no, it doesn't fit him...."
The couple stood quietly thinking hard about what to call their son.
"... Kuzco...?" Mizel said out of the blue.
"Sorry?"
"Kuzco, after my father?" Mizel suggested.
Sezekel looked at his son and started to slowly nod, "Yeah, it's perfect."
He passed the baby back to Mizel and Mizel smiled happily.
"Hello my little son, hello Kuzco," Mizel hugged Kuzco happily.
"The future heir of the kingdom... Emperor Kuzco," Sezekel declared.
"WAAAHHHH!!"
Loud cries of an agitated baby filled the palace.
Mizel sighed in exhaustion, "Don't worry honey, don't cry," she patted him on the back in an attempt to calm him down.
Sezekel entered the room, his hands shielding his ears in an attempt to drown out Kuzco's screaming.
"He won't stop crying!" Mizel cried, bags under her eyes obviously meaning she hadn't had enough sleep.
Sezekel looked at Kuzco curiously and took his hands off his ears, "Hold him up, so he can see me."
Mizel did as she was told and held Kuzco up in mid-air; Kuzco was looking straightforward at his father's face.
Sezekel started to make funny faces; he stuck his tongue out and crossed his eyes, he continued making strange and funny faces until eventually Kuzco burst out giggling.
"You did it! He stopped crying!" Mizel cheered.
"Yip! My father used to do that with me when I was a baby so I thought I'd have a go at it," Sezekel explained.
"Well it worked," Mizel smiled thankfully.
Just at that moment Kuzco yawned cutely.
Mizel looked at him surprised, she hugged him close and watched as he slowly fell asleep...
"What a perfect little picture..." Yzma said in disgust as she stared at Mizel who was holding a sleeping Kuzco and Sezekel who was holding Mizel.
She stuck out her tongue as if she were about to be sick, "Yuck!"
"Uh, that little brat's gonna grown up to be just like his parents, goodie- two-shoes...." Yzma sighed in irritation, "The only way I've got any chance at ruling the kingdom is by changing that boy, I've got to make him different, unlike his damn parents, maybe more evil..."