Hello everybody! After a review I got from my other story 'Come Back To Me' suggesting that I do something about Zatch Bell being king and doing weird stuff or whatever, I decided to do a fic of it. :-)

Now, this story DOES NOT have to do with any of my other stories, so don't ask where certain characters from my other stories are.

This is my first attempt at a humor story, so sorry if it isn't that funny. But I'd be very grateful for suggestions of what I could have Zatch Bell do, and if I like the idea enough, I'll do a chapter of it or one similar to it. And I'll even be nice and say who gave me the though for it...

But anyhow, hope you like it. And if a chapter isn't too funny,please tell me what I can do to maybe improve it. But you don't have to do that. XD

Anyways, on with the first chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Zatch Bell. If I did... well... let's just say I don't and end it there.

Oh, the Joys of Being King!

Chapter 1

Morning Troubles

A young mamodo known as Zatch Bell was wandering through the forests of the mamodo world. It had been a while since he was declared king, but not much had happened. He became the benevolent king he wanted to be, and everybody was happy.

OK not really, not everyone was happy. There were some mamodos who had thought of Zatch Bell as a weakling, and wanted to have the crown for themselves. But when the lightning mamodo was declared king… let's just say the got unhappy.

Anyways, back to our happy little Zatch, he was walking through the forests of the mamodo world. He had just waked up from his morning nap and was on his merry way when he came across a tree.

Now, looking up at the tree, you wouldn't think it was just an ordinary tree with green stuff growing off the twigs and large branches, but a tree with weird purple looking fruit.

Zatch, who was now staring up at the tree, decided he was hungry. Most mamodos ate as much as they could when possible, and this mamodo was definitely one of them. But actually, it was all mamodos who ate a lot…

Climbing up the branches, he picked up the scent of those fruits that were ripe and those that were not. As he got closer to the branch, he remembered that there was something different about the fruit – and not just that they were purple. The fruit was supposed to be different for some reason… but why? Oh well, it was fruit, what harm could come from them?

When he reached the first branch, it then snapped and he fell down to the grassy ground below. Zatch landed with a large "thump" as he hit the hard surface, and he let out a few groans of pain.

He looked up to the fruit he wanted to get. It was fairly large and very juicy looking. His mouth drooled just looking at it.

Determined to get what he wanted, Zatch Bell quickly climbed up the tree again to get the purple fruit.

The boy made gagging sounds as he drooled over the purple fruit. He reached his hand out and made a grab for it, but ended up loosing his balance and falling out of the tree again.

Again, he landed with a "thump" as he hit the hard surface of the ground. This time, he hopped back up, and began to climb the tree.

Thirty seconds later, he fell down again by tripping over a twig that was sticking out of the middle of the tree. And once again, he landed with a large "thump".

Annoyed, he jumped back to his feet and ran up the tree. And, being the strange child he was, he made yelling noises as he scampered up the trunk.

Finally, he reached the fruit and picked it up. His eyes looked longingly at it, and his mouth began to drool again. Zatch then took a large bite out of the purple fruit.

Then suddenly he realized something. He spit out the fruit, and tried to spit out the flavor that was in his mouth. He had forgotten that these fruits contained a nasty bitter taste, and he just about gobbled one down in one bite.

'Water!" He cried. Zatch had to get rid of the bitterness that was in his mouth, and water was a good way to do so.

Running around the tree, the lightning mamodo searched for water when he realized that he wasn't going anywhere. So he stopped, and looked around. There wouldn't be another body of water for some miles from where he was!

Sighing, he began to run off into the forest in hopes to find the tasteless liquid. He soon stumbled across a mamodo named Sugino.

He didn't run into him by suddenly walking across his path and saying "Hello", or "How are you today?" But he simply tripped over him as he was running.

The plant mamodo opened his eyes (for he was sleeping), and looked down at Zatch. The lightning mamodo had tripped over Sugino's foot and landed head first into the grass.

"What are you doing?" asked the normally quiet mamodo. He peeked at the mamodo king from under his plant-like hat.

"N-nothing!" Zatch Bell stammered. He stood up, and rubbed his eyes. As he was doing so, he began walking and didn't realize he was heading toward Sugino.

Zatch's blue shoes then stepped onto Sugino's bare feet- Sugino's shoes were drying because they mysteriously got a bunch of icky stuff in them not worth saying in them- and the mamodo let out a cry of pain.

"YEEOWW!"

The cry from the other mamodo startled Zatch, so he started yelling too. The two just yelled for a minute, and a few mamodos who were about a mile off could hear the echoes of their cries.

Finally, Zatch stopped, for he remembered he was thirsty, so he started to run off. "Sorry, but I need to find some water!" he called back.

The plant mamodo didn't hear him; he was too busy hopping on one foot, holding it with his hands. He looked over and saw him running away.

Thinking that Zatch had deliberately stepped on his foot, Sugino gave a frown and placed his hand on the surface of the earth, and it began to glow.

Zatch Bell was running off into the woods when he was suddenly stopped by a squeezing force. He let out cries of pain as a giant root sprang up from the earth and squeezed him.

"AAUUGH! Let me go!" cried the mamodo king as he began to struggle to get loose from the roots.

Sugino then walked up to where the lightning mamodo was. He gave a frown, and then placed his hand on the ground again.

The roots began to lighten up as the plant mamodo commanded them to let go of the king. Zatch fell to the ground, coughing.

"Hey, what the heck was that all about?" blubbered Zatch. He held his hand up to his throat and acted as if he was in some sort of sticky predicament where he was being choked.

Sugino just stared at him in a strange way. Finally, Zatch stopped his dramatic performance, and looked up at the other mamodo.

"What were you doing?" asked Sugino, staring at Zatch oddly.

"I don't know. Do you know?"

Sugino gave a blank look as the mamodo began to sniff the air. Zatch then jumped up and began to run off.

"I smell water!" he called out as he headed back into the woods.

Smell water? The plant mamodo continued to stare vacantly as the king ran off. "You can't smell water… Can you?" He shrugged. Sugino then walked off again, only to be tripped over by somebody else in the next hour or so. What? He wore so much green and brown he blended in with his surroundings!

But back to Zatch, he had finally found the water he was looking for and was gulping it down. He then sat up and wiped the liquid off of his face. Giving a sigh of relief to be free from the bitter taste, the king slumped down onto the grass.

He looked over to the left of him and saw something odd. He began to drool again as he realized what it was he was staring at.

"FROZEN FISH STICKS!" he cried happily. Jumping up to his feet, the lightning mamodo ran over to the frozen fish inside ice.

He began to chomp away at the iced up surface, when yet another mamodo appeared. His name was Reycom.

The ice mamodo stared at Zatch as he ate away at the fish. "Hey!" he cried angrily. Zatch stopped eating and looked over at Reycom.

"Hi! What's up?" Zatch called back happily.

"THAT'S MY FISH STICK!"

"Huh?" Zatch stared at the half-eaten frozen fish before him. He then looked over at the enraged Reycom. "Oops..."

Reycom gave a huff and then ran over to Zatch, knocking him in the water. The other mamodo gave a squeak of surprise.

The ice mamodo then swam over to one end of the river and then opened his mouth. Ice emerged and it flew towards Zatch, but landed into the river. The section the mamodo king was in froze over and he was stuck.

"Help! Help! I'm freezing! I'm freezing!" Zatch called out, but nobody was around except for Reycom and Sugino (who was now asleep again and did not hear the king's pleas for help).

Reycom stepped over to where Zatch was and gave a laugh. "Ha! Now you'll know not to take my dinner!"

"Dinner?" Zatch echoed. "But it's morning!"

"Lunch, Dinner, Breakfast, they're all the same to me." the ice mamodo said, waving his hand in an I-don't-care matter.

"Speaking of which, can I finish off that frozen fish-stick?"

"NO!"

"Ok…" Zatch gave a sigh and looked around. He was getting colder, and he was hungry! "Well, I've got other things to do than be frozen. Okay? So just let me go!"

Reycom just laughed at Zatch. "Like that's ever going to happen."

Zatch shrugged (or at least tried to in the frozen water). "Well, in that case…" The lightning mamodo took a deep breath, and his eyes shot backwards as he exhaled lightning from his mouth.

Reycom received the full blast, and he let out a cry of surprise and pain. He then fell to the ground (the ice actually, he climbed onto the frozen part of the river).

Zatch Bell then began to squirm and wiggle around until he popped out of the ice. He gave a shiver, and then looked over to the frozen fish stick. "Yum…"

He ran over to it, and continued to munch on it. Yes, it was just another day for the mamodo king…

So tell me what you think in your review! Remember, I'd also like some ideas please! Thank's for reading!

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