Of birthdays and wedding cakes
Part 1: Of gods, aprons and cakes
Disclaimer: Slayers is not mine and will never be. Otherwise, Shabranigdo would eat Lina for breakfast. And I wouldn't get hunted by Lina-Fans now.
Authors Notes: And another, crazy fanfiction of mine...this can be read like a sequel to „Let's have a party! Not!", but it's not necessary to know the first one at all.
Last note: My English has improved, but is far from perfect. Since it's not my native language, I am nearly bound to make some mistakes, no matter how often I proofread. I am sorry for any inconvenience this may cause.
Warnings: Lotsa OOC; blood, intestines and other ugly things mentioned and the wasting of innocent food.
This is a multi-chapter fanfic. I am one hell of a slow writer and since I write in German first, then I translate, you are bound to wait for the next part for some time (it might be not as long for chapter 2 and 3, since they just have to be translated, but no guarantee for further chapters)
Whrrrrrrrrr.....
This was the only heard noise. And it was produced by the only innocent beings in the room – two laptops, one black and one white, both really involuntarily involved in the disaster.
Their owners were looking more or less guilty, together with the other three prisoners of the room.
"Noooo!"
A lout scream pierced through the oppressive silence and everyone listened attentively. Shortly afterwards, the door and therefore the way to freedom opened – just to be blocked by L-sama, the highest goddess and creator of the four worlds. She carried a screaming bundle of red, black and pink (?!), which was relatively quickly identified as Ruby-Eye Shabranigdo. Named Mazoku screeched due to an unknown reason as if his existence was at stake-
At least until a well-known (and –feared) voice purred „Aww, but Shabby-chan, you look so cute!"The voice obviously belonged to Chaotic Blue, the Dark Lord who celebrated her birthday today and managed to scare the heck out of her oh-so-weak "baby-brother" Shabranigdo and everyone else.
For unknown reason, Shabranigdo seemed to have a trauma when it came to his sister (not that this needed a reason at all) and froze in his frantic struggling as her voice rang through the room. This gave L-sama all the time she needed to shove the Dark Lord into the room with his siblings.
"Have fun, my darlings!", she cooed, „but don't even dare to come back without an acceptable result!"With this words, the door closed again and every occupant of the room noticed how a spell locked the door and sealed their magic abilities to prevent every escape and bloodshed.
Again, the silence was back. Shabranigdo stood in the middle of the room, closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable.
The blond god in the blue robe was the first one who couldn't control his laughter any longer (not that he ever actually tried). Flare Dragon Cephied laughed until he nearly fell from his chair and had to cling to his brother, who sat next to him.
Of course, Night Dragon Vorphied (who was, by the way, wearing a silver robe which perfectly matched his hair color) was also overtaken by Cephieds fate and so both Shinzoku collapsed into a heap of laughter.
The third dragon in the room, Nova Dragon Luufcied, finally decided to join his brothers – which was pretty unusual for the serious god. His glasses fell from his nose and he started to bang his head against his oh-so-holy laptop in laughter. Mentioned mechanical and completely innocent device decided to take vengeance in its usual way. Seconds later, the brown, shoulder-long hair of its owner was statically loaded once more.
Dark Star Dugradigdu managed to control his emotions way better than the Shinzoku, simply because out of solidarity with Shabranigdo. Nevertheless, it wasn't easy for the blond Mazoku to suppress his grin.
It might also be mentioned by the way that Dugradigdu wasn't the only god this time who didn't wear a robe (he wore his usual black shirt with black trousers), no, Death Fog Garamigdo was also clothed in different clothes this time. The subtle and cold Dark Lord was also - by the humans of his world - known by the name of 'Bill Gates', the owner of a monopolistic technological company which he tried to use to dominate his world slowly but surely (how well this worked was shown by his laptop which, even though not mistreated, crashed and had to be rebooted). Since he obviously had left an important meeting with his humans to arrive at the Sea of Chaos, he still wore a formal suit, but already had reverted to his favorite human form and therefore had shoulder-long, black hair.
Garamigdo was the only one who proceeded to stare at Shabranigdo completely unemotional while cleaning his glasses (which of course had another shape than those of Luufcied).
The last of the three present Mazoku still stood in the middle of the room and tried once more to get rid of the object of his horror and the amusement of the others. But, to his dismay, named item was glued to his robe by Chaotics magic and with only 1/7 of his original power, it simply wasn't possible to get rid of it.
It might also be mentioned that said item was a frilly, pink apron on which a small, white bunny was embroidered.
The amusement of the dragons still refused to cease and when Garamigdo noticed that even Dugradigdu now seemed to join the Shinzoku, he finally decided to intervene.
"Would it not be more intelligent to try to start the transpired process in reversion with minimalistic, exponentially advancing time growth?"
He was quite pleased when the laughter finally subsided. But then he noticed that no one - excluding his opponent Luufcied – had actually understood the meaning of his declaration and four confused gods gave him rather strange looks. Garamigdo sighed.
"For those challenged with a rather confused state of mind: Can we finally try to get out of here as fast as possible?"
Besides Luufcied, no one could decode the first half of his sentence again, but everyone carried it off well and so, Shabranigdo finally sat down. "Someone tell me why I have deserved this...", he sighed and started to rip at his apron again.
Everyone sighed. No one had actually deserved this!
Basically, everything had already started as a big mess. L-sama had thoroughly enjoyed her last birthday and had decided that the birthdays of her „children" should be celebrated, too. The message had struck the gods like a death notice – this included Chaotic Blue, whose birthday was about to commence already three weeks after L-samas party.
But no one disagrees with L-sama and so, all gods had obediently appeared, congratulated Chaotic and presented more or less well-picked presents.
Then, the birthday banquet took place and L-sama surprised everyone with a gigantic birthday cake.
The problem was that it happened to be one cake. And when two parties like Mazoku and Shinzoku had to share something with each other, chaos was bound to occur.
L-sama had personally served the first piece for Chaotic, but then, the cake was opened to the other guests.
No one would ever be able to say who started the real mess. But since Cephied had – even if unintentionally – transported a cake onto Shabranigdos head on L-samas birthday, the Dark Lord had decided that the time for ultimate revenge had arrived. But Cephied wasn't stupid and knew this full well. After the opponents had observed each other for some time, the ruckus began.
If Shabranigdo had attacked or Cephied reacted reflexly when Shabranigdo shifted – anyhow, both suddenly had the piece of cake of the other one in their faces. Sadly, the cake was creamy one and Vorphied and Dugradigdu (sitting next to Cephied and Shabranigdo) also found their clothes dirty – and the unluckily placed laptops of Luufcied and Garamigdo were also involved.
So the Great War of The Food started again, involving even the two serious gods, who normally relied on subtle techniques instead of bloodshed and murder. But the laptops had to be avenged!
L-sama was amused at first. She had provoked the fight when baking just one cake, but it had been so much fun on her birthday...but then, she noticed that something simply wasn't right.
No one would ever understand Chaotic Blue. This was a proven fact that even the other Dark Lords had accepted. But everyone had thought to know her well enough to expect her to act in certain ways considering the situation. Maybe to fall from her chair in a fit of laughter or fighting while giggling like mad. Or dancing and singing on the table. That had happened once, too.
But things sometimes tend to work out differently than thought. Chaotics opponent was the first one who realized what would happen. Even if she wouldn't ever understand Chaotic, she had learned to interpret her facial expressions in the millions of battles they had fought. And so, the Shinzoku-Lady preferred to cover her sensitive ears instead of fighting along with her brothers – a good decision because seconds later, Chaotic started to bewail the loss of her birthday cake (and that in a loudness that everyone nearly went deaf). Even if Mazoku don't cry, L-sama was obviously shocked since she, being a loving mother, just wanted her birthday child to be happy.
That was the reason why she simply paralyzed all fighting gods with a spell before comforting Chaotic and giving her other children a real dressing-down. At this point, Chaotics mood changed back to hyperactive happiness, which calmed L-sama down a little so that she decided that no one would receive 3000 years of house arrest – she wanted to save her furniture anyway.
Nevertheless, her boys should be punished and after getting a brainwave, L-sama decided that the cake-destroyers could at least bake a new one. The idea was to Chaotics liking and so, the evildoers (and two laptops) were securely locked into a room – but Shabranigdo had the 'honor' to come back to receive a little present from Chaotic with already described results.
Since Chaotic shouldn't be all alone on her birthday and since her opponent had never thrown a single piece of cake, the Shinzoku-lady wasn't punished (well, she had to stay with Chaotic and L-sama, a surely doubtful fortune). Besides that, L-sama found it much more funny if the Mazoku-Shinzoku-number was even.
Now, L-sama and her two daughters were sitting at the dining table and watched with the help of a spell how the males were first making fun of Shabranigdo, then looking for ways to escape their prison – which was, of course, a kitchen – and Dugradigdu and Shabranigdo trying to get the apron off the black-haired god with combined power...well, but L-sama also thought that the apron looked cute – and an additional spell from L-sama together with the one from Chaotic Blue simply was unbreakable...
PART 1 END
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Thank you for reading!
Sheba