The only good thing about all the stairs in Aquios was that he got a perfect view of Fayt's ass. As long as he stayed a certain number of steps away, he got a completely undisturbed sight of his rival's rear.
Somewhere deep inside himself, he found a small love for Aquaria and its stairs.
Very deep, very small.
He also found a new fondness for clothes makers in the outside worlds. Fayt was wearing 'normal Earth clothes'. Not much in the way of armor, but damn did it fight right where it counted. Albel kinda hoped that he would wear the blue 'shorts' and open white shirt again when they reached whatever destination they were going too.
"FAYT-CHAN!" The high pitched squeal cut through that air as something small and brightly colored (not to mention jingly) flew through the air and landed around Fayt's neck.
The next thing Albel knew was that he was lying on the stairs clutching a handful of Fayt's silky short clad ass.
This would have been perfectly fine if not for the weighted ribbon bangle thingy on his face and the still squealing circus freak reject.
"Welcome back Fayt-Chan!"
Damn that Prep-eat-a or whatever she was called.
Fayt let out a small groan of pain and wiggled against Albel.
On second thought, Albel was very pleased with her.
"Humph… Kids are so annoying." The mendox boy came into view at the top of the stairs, smirking as if he were more powerful than himself!
Albel's list of 'to maim' added another name on.
Wait… what was his name?
It began with a 'P' right?
Peter… no… R…?
Ralph!
Soon Ralph would feel his ultimate wrath! (When wanna be sparkly girl got off of him… Fayt could stay awhile)
"I am NOT a kid. I'm definitely more grown up than you!" Pepi-girl squeezed Fayt one last time before getting up to argue with raccoon-boy. Still Fayt wasn't moving. He was being awfully quiet…
HOLY SHIT!
Who the hell's hand was that and why was it DOWN THERE!
Albel knocked the weighted bell thingy off his face with his (Sexy) claw. One of Fayt's arms was pinned between them and bent just right enough to… hmm… mutual groping in a public area… Didn't know Fayt had it in him… But by the look on Fayt's very red face, he didn't mean it that way.
Too bad.
Albel made good use of his 'grope the destroyer' opportunity.
Fayt shot up and stood with a bewildered look at Albel (who missed Fayt on him, but was very happy that he could finally get up, not that he would show it.)
Fayt looked as if he was about to ask something when that Maria-Dictator appeared and told them to go to their rooms.
No.
Hell no.
No way in hell.
Insert other 'Hell's and 'No's.
It was one of his greatest fears come to life.
His room was all… PINK.
"Heya Albel-kun!"
Albel turned in his most threatening way possible to face a happy, smiling circus freak.
"Do ya like your room? I decorated it for you! You always seem so grumpy! I thought that this would- hey, are you alright?"
A 'Palm of Destruction' attack was fired multiple times and a screaming blonde child ran throughout the castle of Aquaria for a good half hour.
Two hesitant knocks at Albel's door awoke him the next morning. It was quite the struggle to get out of the half shredded fluffy pink bed and slide on his lower armor.
Fayt had come to tell him to get ready to leave and halfway into their normal morning argument, Albel spotted jingly girl walking not too far off.
One of his charming psychotic grins was enough to make her turn tail and run.
Then trip down those wonderful stairs.
On her way down, he glimpsed the charred ends of her blonde hair. It almost looked like an inverse of his hair.
Only not sexy.
Fayt seemed a little surprised when Albel let him win the routine morning argument, but Albel was actually feeling generous for once.
The trip to Peterny was quick and filled with bloody battles, wonderfully relaxing to Albel (everyone else… not so much).
After shoplifting some sweet buns from some vendor, Albel thought his day couldn't go much better.
Then he opened the hotel room door to the most beautiful sight ever…
