Chapter 3: 2 Plans
"Who does he think he is!" Sophia's little temper tantrum bubbled as she sat in the over-stuffed pink satin of her chair back in her bedroom. "No one says 'no' to me!"
"Oh, no, they'd never! He must be-"
"Dismissed! Rejected! Publicly Humiliated!" She fumed at remembering how he had literally thrown her out of the door, landing her in the middle of her faithful. Surely they'd think less of her now.
"Would you like some wine?" Peppita offered, not intending a pun that we, the fangirls, would see. We, the fangirls, laugh at the fact that Sophia already had plenty of whine in her little self already.
"Nothing helps, I'm disgraced."
"Come on, Sophia, you're making us all worried. He wasn't worth your time. You're so pretty, Sophia, we'd all love to be in your shoes even if we did get rejected once or twice. It would be worth it. You could have any other guy you wanted to."
"But I wanted Fayt!" Sophia scoffed.
"Maybe he's just not normal. He's not a normal guy. There's no one as pretty as you, or cute or sexy, whatever you choose on whatever day. You're smart too and well known. Everyone loves you. You're perfect in every way. Don't listen to Fayt. Look at this silky brown hair." Peppita ran her little fingers through it. "Perfectly straight and frizz-free!"
Sophia smiled. "Eggs with extra protein. But you have to be careful not to eat the yoke."
"And this thin, sharp face with sparkling features!"
"I wash it ten times a day and make sure it has enough vitamins."
"This slim figure and stylish clothes... who wouldn't want-"
"Help!" came the call from the streets. "Somebody help me!"
"It's Robert!" Maria stuck her head out the door then announced to the room. "Fayt's father!" She redirected her attention to outside. "Hey, what's happened?"
"Please! I need your help!" The scientist begged. "He has him locked in the dungeon!"
"Who?"
"Fayt! We must go now, or he'll kill him! Not a minute to lose!"
"Whoa!" Sophia flew to the door. "Slow down old man! Who's got Fayt locked up in the dungeon! That kinky pervert's going to hear it from me!"
"A beast! A horrible, wicked beast!"
The girls giggled amongst themselves. "Is it a big beast?" Mirage looked at him like he was a child, like she did with everyone.
"Huge!"
"With bloody red eyes?" Sophia scoffed.
"Grotesquely red!"
"And sharp, cruel claws?"
"Yes! Yes! Will you help me?"
"All right, old man. We'll help you out."
"You will? Oh, thank you, thank you!" He rejoiced before Maria took the cue to slam the door on his nose.
"Crazy old Robert." She laughed.
"Always good for a laugh." Mirage agreed.
"Crazy old Robert, hmmm?" Sophia pondered. "Crazy old Robert... hmmm..."
"What is it?" Peppita peeked over the large armrest as her elder sat down in the chair.
"Peppita, I'm afraid I've been thinking."
"A dangerous pastime."
"I know. But that crazy old creep is Fayt's father, and his sanity's only so-so. Now the wheels in my head have been turning since I looked at that looney old man. See, I've promised myself I'd be married to Fayt and right now I'm evolving a plan. If I..." She whispered into the little girl's ear.
"Yes?"
"Then we..."
"No! Would he..."
"Guess!"
"Now I get it! You're so smart!"
"Ugh... but I have SUCH a headache from thinking so much... Please shut up, your voice is making it worse..." She rubbed her temples. "Now, we'll sleep. We'll persecute the harmless crackpot later."
Fayt was jarred awake by the slamming of his cell door the next morning. Above him towered the lean but sinister figure of the wicked master.
"You." He spit venomously. "Come with me." The hideous, dangerous claw shot forth and grabbed Fayt's wrist. The boy twisted to try to get away, but stopped at the sudden death glare from blood-red eyes. He was led to the roof.
"Wait." Came a man's voice, deep and echoing. "Albel. Don't kill him, think for a little."
"What is it now!" The man grit his teeth and released Fayt, pulling out a long, thin blade instead. "What for!"
"Think about it, a boy like this. He probably has a devout newly-wed wife who will be searching for him. She comes here, finds him enjoying your company and learns to enjoy your company too. Then you steal her from him. The spell is broken. Until then, you can spar against and befriend him." The sword whispered to its master as Albel held it up to his ear.
The Wicked One rolled his eyes and groaned. "Fine. You can live." He replaced The Crimson Scourge and trutted passed Fayt with slow heavy steps. "I'll show you to your room."
"I-if you don't mind, there's already a spare room I'm fond of."
"Sure, whatever." He kept down the hallway and boarded the elevator. "Are you coming?"
"Yes, thank you." Fayt hurried after, standing awkwardly next to his captor as the doors closed and the elevator slid down the shaft ((Oooo... that sounds weird)).
"Feel free to explore or whatever you want. Just don't invade my territory in the west wing, got it, maggot? Dinner is whenever I'm hungry and sparring is whenever I'm bored. Learn to know when that is."
Fayt nodded in silent contempt. After being dismissed, he hurried off to his room, folding back Mayu to keep from sitting on her.
"You came back... I thought you-"
He sighed. "I got lost, then I found my father and took his place and... your 'master' told me to stay here instead."
"You must have gotten lucky. He killed all the other men. But they were all big ugly brutes, not like you. Maybe he thought you were a girl." Then she turned a brighter red. "Oh! I'm sorry! It wasn't my place Master... I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."
"Just call me Fayt, not that it means anything anymore... what destiny is it to be locked up in a castle for the rest of my life..."
"Don't worry, Fayt, it won't be so bad. If Master gets cured then I... we'll all be human again. And then we could... be friends."
"We can be friends anyway, can't we?" He laughed half-heartedly.
She blushed some more. "Thank you. Not many people would care for us like we were still human, if only you were a girl, you could break the spell."
Fayt shrugged. "I just hope that, if the girl comes along, I won't get in the way."
"Don't worry, the Master would lock you up to prevent that, he's crafty. Not that it's a good thing, but... I'll keep you company... if you want..."
"Thank you very much." He gave one of his smiles that he was oblivious about the effects of, causing the already blushing blanket to blush deeper. "Do you think I could change into some of the clothes held in that wardrobe?"
"G-go ahead! The master never wears them. But- please-"
"It's ok, I'll change in the sitting room adjacent to this one."
"Thank you."
Fayt skimmed over silk tunics and britches fit for royalty, trying to suppress a laugh at imagining The Wicked One wearing them. He finally came across a dark yellow and purple tunic, deep purple britches, and a deep purple cape to try to cover the spender of the silks.
He was still quite a royal sight as he walked out of the sitting room and back into the bedroom.
"Oh, Fayt! You look like a prince!" Mayu exclaimed.
"Th-thanks..." He gave a nervous smile before his head shot up to a crash from downstairs. "Uh-oh.. Sounds like I'm going to miss dinner! Sorry, but I have to hurry. See you later!"
"Bye, Fayt!" She managed to catch his ear before he raced down the halls, cape fluttering behind him. He paused in the hallway, trying to remember the ways not to turn, when a voice caught his attention.
"Hey, you, boy." It called. He looked over to see a finely polished candelabra smiling at him.
"H-hello. Who are you?"
"My name is ((brace yourself, madame)) Luther. If you don't mind me saying, you look a bit lost, Mister..."
"Fayt, my name's Fayt."
"Fayt then, this way to your dinner. Come now, while it's hot!" Luther motioned with a flaming hand, bouncing off and leading the way to the dining room.
Across the room, to Fayt's left, sat Albel himself, looking irritated. He raised a curious brow when he spotted Fayt in his handsome glory.
I'd love anyone who drew me even just one picture... 'specially one like Zen's vision on Fayt in a swirling blue dress singing x3 Zen, Aeroblast, love you both! Two of my heroines in SO3 shonen-ai got first reviews and Aeroblast even faved! And Winddrag0n made me very happy too.Thank you so much, everybody! (I know I'm not supposed to reply here, but I wanted to make a public show of appriciation)