Guardians
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?"
Tine sat on his ass while Charlotte stood patiently, grazing.
It was filled with tears and screaming and Tine crying out the first round, but it has been hours and Tine doesn't have the energy to cry.
Tine will cry, Mal will cry, Tine will scream, Mal will scream louder, and Mal will storm off, and because Tine has no superpower, Tine will wait for Mal to come back.
It has been hours.
"I'm telling you. This is the best."
"FOR WHOM?"
"Stop yelling!" he pouted. "I can't think."
"Good!" she huffed. "Since you are not using your brain anyway."
"Mal, don't fight me," he moaned. She looked at him with concern. She had bandaged him up, but it's still hurting.
"I wouldn't wish this on Pam, or Henry," she said. "Why would you think I will curse you?"
"Because," he said calmly. "You love me."
"Oh God, you're so dumb," she moaned. "You are so so dumb."
"I take offence to that."
"But why?" Maleficent looked at him. "Why would you do this?"
"For the happy ending." Tine threw a stone. "And they live happily ever after. The pretty princess, the prince, the grateful king and queen. There has never been a place for me."
"WHERE THE FUCK IS TINE?" Sarawat yelled. "How could you lose sight of him?"
Prae stood in front of Green and glared at Sarawat. "Don't you fucking dare," her eyes were fuelled with anger. "Don't you dare."
Sarawat was taken aback. Man and Earn stood behind him, calming him down. "Good Lord, girl," Earn looked at Prae. "This is so inappropriate but I am fucking in love with you."
Prae blushed furiously. "We have to find Tine." Prae said worriedly. "We can't fight now."
"This is a fucking mess. I wish Type is here."
Mil scoffed. "And let him know that we'd lost Tine? Might as well cut my balls now."
"You lost Tine?" A new voice said calmly.
The Andalusians silmutaneously turned towards the door where a man stood, smiling eerily pleasantly.
"Pasha Type," Prae said in a small voice.
"So," Type said slowly. "Where to begin?"
Sarawat was impressed. Even Dim and Mil, the most boisterous duo that he knows were almost at tears in front of Type.
"Let me recap." Type looked at them murderously. "I took care of Tince since he was a little rambunctious elf. And then I left for a mere 3 months for work and found that the King and Queen is planning to marry off that spoiled brat to this..." he looked at Sarawat like he was gonna throttle him. "Prince Sarawat. And that idiot, sorry excuse of a ward of mine fell for this sorrier excuse of a Prince, threw a huge ass scene when provoked by his sister and is now gone without a trace."
"I love him," Sarawat looked at Type fiercely. "I love Tine."
"I am this close to shoving my shoe in your mouth," Type growled. Sarawat cowered. "Don't fucking test me."
Type stood up and walked away. They were staring at him until he turned and barked. "Come with me you imbeciles!"
"Good God," Sarawat stared behind him. "What the hell is wrong with him?"
"Oh, he could be way worse. Believe me," Green muttered. Sarawat looked in disbelief at his people. Earn and Boss looked terrified. And Man...
"Bro," Man was staring at the Pasha. "I think I'm in love."
"Pasha." The King and Queen stood up. "You are back."
"It's near the princess' birthday. I wouldn't have done differently."
"I'm glad you came back," King Henry sighed. "Tine has been acting up."
Sarawat could see the veins throbbing in the Pasha's head.
"No offence, my liege, but don't be an idiot," he snapped. "Tine has been at the edge since forever. I had had my reservation when leaving."
Even Sarawat's most loyal advisor would never have dared say that. But the King Henry slumped down, as if defeated.
"I can't say I wasn't warned. But I never did understood that boy."
"I have much to say but I'm reserving my lashing today for my idiot of a ward." He turned to Pam. "Pam, where is Tine?"
"How do I know?" she sulked.
Type sighed. "You have always been insecure in one upping Tine in every corner to the point of becoming obsessive. You are honestly telling me that you suddenly started respecting his privacy after 18 years? Try again."
Pam's face darkened. "He has been riding to the forest recently," she scrunched up her nose, as if disgusted. "And I found this. I was gonna show it to Father."
She reached into her pocket and brought out a black feather. It was instantaneous. King Henry, Queen Ariana, Type, Dim and Mil's face paled.
"Dim, round up the Guards," Type whispered.
"What is happening?" Sarawat demanded. "Someone explain to me, now!"
"That...is from Maleficent's wing," Queen Ariana sat. "Henry, what have we done?" she wailed.