-King-

This is an irrefutable offence to my profession! Gah! I wanted to take the first lift out of here… but where would I go? Me, the great Victor Von Hugh, artiste to the world's most powerful and influential individuals reduced to a mere jester in a shabby, smelly hovel riddled with plebeians! Ugh… I thought I'd go a long way, live out my legacy. Damn my manager! He went off with my millions, leaving me pride-less and penniless.

"Hey King," a voice whispered urgently from behind. "You're up!"

I snorted at the stage director, gathered my prosthetic belly and forced myself to go out to what you can't even call a proper theatre stage. Really… Can't the finance department make a more appropriate stage befitting my expertise? I sighed at my current predicament and got ready for my role, which fit me very well… that being a miserable King.

With this overwhelmingly putrid costume, I twirled towards the blonde, his name I think is some sort of natural phenomenon—ah, Cloud! His parents must be Thunder and Lightning. Anyway, Cloud was supposed to play the knight-in-shining-armour. Tsk, I should be in his place. Kneeling in front of him with my arms wide open, I bellowed for all the audience to hear. Even though this is a shameful play my work ethics led me to take things very seriously.

"Oh…legendary hero, Alfred. You have come to save my beloved Rosa." I stood up and gazed dramatically at a distance. "On the peak of a dangerous mountain…dwells the Evil Dragon King, Valvados…who's kidnapped Princess Rosa…" Looking back at the blonde, I shook my head with despondency. "But…you can't beat the Evil Dragon King now! Talk to the one who can help you…"

The blonde dumbly stares around until he spotted the wizard. Yeah, that's right. He really did have a brain.

"I am the great wizard, Vorman. What do you wish to know?"

The crowd, who was really into the play, started to chant in chorus. "EDK's weakness!" A man sitting a few seats away from the stage shouted, "The Princess' measurements!" A roar of laughter followed.

Cloud shrugged and replied with the most obvious and, not to mention, polite answer. "The Evil Dragon King's weakness, I guess…"

"Ahh, the weakness of the Evil Dragon King. It must be, it must be…" Wizard made a few fancy waves of his hands and out came puffs of smoke with a few doves and butterflies zooming out. I rolled my eyes as a few children and children-at-hearts gasp and claps. This is not a magic show, darn it!

After the totally unnecessary act, Wizard finally continued with his lines. "Yes, it must be… True love!"

Cloud stared at him with a look that wasn't convinced. Wizard ignored him though, and he even placed an arm all over the blonde! Wizard blinked at the bewildered hero and explained the rationale. "The power of love… is the only weapon that can withstand the fangs of the Evil Dragon King…!"

Still not convinced, Cloud began to search for something. "Don't you have a weapon, maybe a sword that I can use to kill the Evil Dragon King? There must be something here… ah!"

When the blonde was about to take the fake sword Knight was wearing, the narrator cleared his voice and spoke before everything goes out of hand.

"Oh what is going to happen next…!" The narrator held his breath and horrifyingly points at something on the ceiling. "Oh… Legendary hero…look!"

Everyone gasps excessively and somebody even faked a shriek when a giant stuffed dragon swung out of the stage. In its deadly, papier-mâché claws was Aerith—the beautiful brunette that came with the blonde—who was trying really hard to make a frightened face.

"Gaaaah!" The cheaply made dragon bellowed. "I am the Evil Dragon King… Valvados! I have not harmed the Princess… I have been expecting… you!"

Aerith hopelessly threw her hands up toward Cloud with her brows furrowed. Damn, she could make a great actress! Then her lips moved in coherence with her lines.

"Please help me… Legendary Hero!" The brunette stops and looks up at the dragon, cutely. Aww. "Psst. Like that?"

-Valvados-

When Aerith looked up at me with those huge green eyes I can't help but control myself from hugging her! She's so damn cute… and I'm a girl for goodness sake! I nodded at her and secretly patted her shoulder for a job well done. Now, what will you do blondie?

"Gaaaah! Here I come, Legendary Hero… Alfred!" I bellowed again. If this continues, my voice would forever be this deep! "I already know… your name!"

With that said, Wizard moved forward and gave a hint to the confused blonde. "And now…Legendary Hero…! Here is what will happen… to your beloved…" He spreads his arms toward Aerith and Cloud. "A kiss! The power of True Love!"

Then, the play seemed to be at a standstill. Both the players' eyes widened in shock at what they had to do. I laughed inwardly as my eyes peered at the blonde who was frozen where he stood. The crowd began to whisper excitedly; some shouted 'Kiss her!' When the minutes pressed on, Cloud bravely stepped forward and was walking stiffly in a straight line towards Aerith. Looking at him now made me burst in silent laughter. It seemed like he was fighting an invisible wind just to make it to where Aerith stood. When he finally reached us, they eyed each other for a moment. I knew there was something between them just by looking at them staring at each other. To our utter shock and disappointment, Cloud gets down on one knee, gently took Aerith's hand and kissed it! An uprising of giggles and hoots were heard from the audience as he took his lips from the brunette's hand.

"Cloud… I mean, Alfred…"

When they both stood up, that was my cue to throw a tantrum, and throw a tantrum I shall!

"Arrgaaahhhh! Curses… The power of… love!"

After those final words, I was pulled up by an invisible rope, making way to the joyful celebration of love's victory. But, I was thinking, I shall return!

The King approached the couple and beamed happily. "Oh… look! Love… has triumphed!" He hugs the both of them. "Now let's all return… and celebrate!"

Wizard nodded in accordance. "Yes let's… Yes let's…!"

Everybody, except me, danced off the stage as the narrator finished the play with his finale.

"Oh, how profound the power of love… and so the legendary hero Alfred and our story live on happily ever after."

The lights dimmed and the theatre was filled with applause. After a few minutes, I was still hanging up the ceiling.

"Hey, what about me? Someone help me down!"