Yugo had quite a good time with Evangelyne and Grovy. He had dined with them for breakfast and then decided to take Aimee and Michelle outside with Az to play some games. They played hide and seek, tag, ring around the rosy, and many many other games. He felt so happy seeing these two little girls playing with Az and it ssemd like Az was enjoying it as well. Afterwords, while the girls were resting a little, he and Grovy had a chat, discussing what they had been doing and almost anything else they could think of.
Finally around lunch time he decided to head off so, bidding farewell to the little family, he headed back towards the palace. It didn't really take all that long to walk to the palace but to Yugo it seemed like ages. He couldn't help but think about what Evangelyne had told him about what he should do with his feelings for Amalia. He knew that she was right but he still didn't know how to go about it. 'How do I tell her my feelings for her?'
Looking at his old friend who was sitting on his shoulder, Yugo inquired
"I don't suppose you have any ideas do you Az?"
Shaking his head negatively Az let out a sympathetic chirp. Seeing his friend struggle like this made Az feel terrible but he didn't know what he could do about it. He had thought about it very extensively last night but an idea still alluded him. 'I'm just glad Skarloey and Rheneas aren't here, they would probably try to lock those two into a room until they somehow discussed their feelings. That would never work with either of them, they would just figure out how to get out and then avoid each other for hours.'
Just as Az was finishing this thought Yugo happened to walk by a poster that was telling about a sale on sewing thread. Suddenly an idea struck him and if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want to give it away he would have been zooming about the sky pipping and chirping for joy. He simply sat their and began to think of ways to implement his idea. Maybe hanging around Skarloey and Rheneas wasn't so bad after all.
Yugo and Az arrived at the palace just in time for lunch but Az declined and instead flew off somewhere. As Yugo arrived at the dining hall he noticed that while the King and Armand were present, Amalia wasn't. Sitting down at the table he was served his lunch, some pork and a bowl of grass soup. As he ate he couldn't help but over hear the conversation between Armand and his Father.
"Father, I don't think it prudent to be away extensively from the kingdom even if it is for my honeymoon. I believe one or two weeks is sufficient."
Drumming his fingers on the table in an agitated manner, Sheram Shram responded to his son
"Armand, I am the king and I say that you are to have an entire month for your honeymoon."
As they continued to argue about the subject Yugo couldn't help but chuckle a little. He had a sense of deja vu when he thought of how Adamai had kicked him out of the city for a vacation. If the King was anything like Adamai, Armand stood no chance.
While this was going on Amalia had quietly seated herself at the other end of the table. She was keeping her head down but would every now and then would look up, meet Yugo's eye and they would both blush a little and turn their heads down to their meal. This happened quite a few times, enough in fact that the King, despite his heated argument with his son, noticed it. Armand on the other hand didn't notice due to his focus on the subject of his honeymoon.
Now King Sheram Shram was quite concerned about his children. He was thankful that they had grown up with a great sense of responsibility and duty but sometimes he wished that they would being so responsible and be a little more willing to relax or do what their heart told them to be right. He knew his children and they would be completely willing to turn down the one they truly loved if they thought it would be better for the kingdom. Armand had nearly done that if it wasn't for some "ahem" slight interfering by the King. He always made sure that Armand had a choice in whether or not to marry Roseia. In fact Armand had proposed to her without any meddling from the king.
Now it seemed that he might have to do the same in regards to his daughter. However he had learned many years ago to never jump into something without first getting as much information as possible. Unfortunately that would have to wait for some other time this week. He had his sons wedding to help organize as well as make sure that he kept up with the requests of his people. Sighing a little at the amount of work that was piling up, the King tried to end the argument with Armand,
"Armand, I am final in my decision. You haven't left the palace in years and have been preforming your duties more than adequately so you deserve the month off. Don't think of it as abandoning the kingdom, think of it as a well deserved vacation."
Yugo nearly choked on his soup because of the kings choice of words. Deja vu was hitting him full force and he couldn't help but want to laugh at it. He would have to tell Adamai about this when he got home. Looking back at Amalia to tell her about this, he realized that she was staring at him again and he blushed once more.
After lunch Sheram Shram and Armand went off toward the throne room while Amalia and Yugo went upstairs to their rooms. Amalia was walking slightly ahead of Yugo and was trying to keep as quite as possible. Unfortunately for her it seemed that Yugo had finally gotten up the nerve to talk to her.
"So...we said we would spend the afternoon together. What would you like to do?"
Continuing to walk up he stairs Amalia remembered that and felt the urge to smack her forehead. Why had she suggested that last night? Why did she have to say that they should spend the entire afternoon together?
While she was berating herself for this unforeseen problem she failed to notice the little bit of rope that was stretched across one of the stairs. Yugo was paying attention to Amalia so he didn't see it either. Just as Amalia was about to lift her foot the rope was pulled taught and caught her foot.
"WOAH!"
Falling backward Amalia was, for the second time, caught by Yugo. However unlike last where he was holding her bridal style Yugo had his arms around her lower back and shoulders. This position allowed them to both look right at each other which they had been avoiding all during lunch. Noticing Yugo's lovely eyes, Amalia wrapped both of her arms around Yugo's waist and began to pull herself up towards him. He seemed to lost all capability of thinking or breathing for that matter, and all he seemed to be able to do was pull her upwards as well. Their faces were getting nearer and nearer, their eyes were slowly closing and Yugo had removed his hand from her shoulders and moved it upwards to cup her head.
While this was going on they failed to notice that there was a small yellow ball with eyes in a dark corner of one of the stairs with a bit of rope in it's mouth. It's eyes were nearly popping out of its head, this was going much better than it had planned. Now just a little closer and...
"Amalia!"
Eyes flying open, Amalia nearly jumped out of Yugo's arms and dashed up the remaining stairs to her room and shut the door. Yugo was still standing dumbfounded on the stairs then slowly he walked to his own room, almost in a daze.
Az however stayed where he was practically blowing steam out of his ears. He had been so close to getting those two together and they had to be interrupted.
Coming up the stairs looking for the Princess were her fashion advisers. They were quite surprised when Az suddenly shot out at them and started chirping and pipping in an extremely agitated manner. He was so mad that he actually chased them around the palace for a few hours trying to tie them up with a piece of rope.
That night both Yugo and Amalia declined to have dinner due to "not feeling well" as they had said. Az hadn't gone back to Yugo's room, King Sheram Shram was still trying to decide what to do about his daughter, and the fashion advisers had finally been released from what was described as the most intricate knot that any one had ever seen. When asked how they had gotten in it the two refused to talk about it.
Phew...I am really surprised with how much school stopped me from writing. Ahh well, weekend is coming up so I should be able to get back to my usual amount by then.
I apologize to all the Armand fans if I made him look like a none caring person. I just wrote how I thought he would be about the whole subject of his honeymoon.
I also feel sort of bad for mocking the "Lock them in the closet" way of getting characters together because some of my favorite stories involve this. However I have been seeing it around a bit too much so I just want to point out that it doesn't work for every character. Any way thank you for reading and please review.
