[Fic] [Round 22] The Great Escape, G
For the entirety of the rest of their lives, all the inhabitants of Blood Pledge Castle would never again want to see the day Anissina would go on hyper drive. They'd barely lived through the first time.
Anissina on hyper drive meant a catastrophic influx of new inventions designed to thoroughly inflict pain on any unlucky guinea pigs.
Honestly, trying to capture anyone for her experiments was harder than thinking of the experiments themselves, but on the hyper drive day...no one should be asking how exactly could all 563 inhabitants, staff, guards et cetera excluding females, magically vanish or migrate to a safe zone for two to three days.
Ah, discovering the castle's uncharted lands (aka hideaways) out of necessity! The most favorite hiding spots seemed to be the Maou's Treasury, the dungeons, the old, abandoned Guest Wing, the Library and the attic floor place.
With the amount of males needing to salvage their physical health and dignity, our Tralala Troupe (composed of the Maou, the Sage, the fiance, the godfather, the godfather's best friend, the tutor, the Chief of State, the Chief of State's cousin, the most reliable if not old and quite goofy but enthusiastically loyal stable hand around and a sprinkling of Aristocrats who had chosen a bad time to visit) were left with no place to hide.
During that day, Yuuri had no idea of their dilemma and was about to enjoy a soak in his private bath. He had mind to see what he could do with his powers without having to summon his alter ego. The thought of his beloved mother's curry invaded his head and an urge to go home swept through him as he climbed into the warm water.
You could imagine his surprise when he heard a throng of heavy footfalls and the doors to his bedroom slammed open.
“Anissina's coming!” Wolfram yelped and a rough estimation (according to Yuuri) of thirteen grown men filed into his room in an all out panic. They spotted the open door leading to where the black-haired teen was and shimmied into it like it was the safest closet anywhere.
“Save us, Your Majesty!” said Gunter and without warning, the entire party toppled into the water.
Shinou then deemed it as a good time to send the Maou back to Earth. Yuuri hardly had time to react.
It was merely an unfortunate, painful coincidence that Shori had been louging in the Shibuya household's tiny tub.
“YAAAAAARRGH!”
It was an incredibly tight fit. A host of people dressed like Eighteenth Century France and crammed in a small tub was an undeniably unpleasant experience.
“What unique bathing quarters you have, Your Majesty,” Densham von Karbelnikoff said politely.
“Forgive the intrustion...” Conrad laughed apologetically.
Shori was purple in the face, the others were flailing to breath and while the rest were simply sliding out of the tub like herring free from the net.
“I didn't know the baths could hold this many people,” mused Murata.
Yuuri was struggling to get out of a tangle of limbs mainly belonging to Wolfram, his eldest half-brother and his uncle.
“They don't. Gaaaaah....”
Anissina on hyper drive indeed. Someone up there must find all this really amusing, besides Shinou naturally.
END
Anissina on hyper drive meant a catastrophic influx of new inventions designed to thoroughly inflict pain on any unlucky guinea pigs.
Honestly, trying to capture anyone for her experiments was harder than thinking of the experiments themselves, but on the hyper drive day...no one should be asking how exactly could all 563 inhabitants, staff, guards et cetera excluding females, magically vanish or migrate to a safe zone for two to three days.
Ah, discovering the castle's uncharted lands (aka hideaways) out of necessity! The most favorite hiding spots seemed to be the Maou's Treasury, the dungeons, the old, abandoned Guest Wing, the Library and the attic floor place.
With the amount of males needing to salvage their physical health and dignity, our Tralala Troupe (composed of the Maou, the Sage, the fiance, the godfather, the godfather's best friend, the tutor, the Chief of State, the Chief of State's cousin, the most reliable if not old and quite goofy but enthusiastically loyal stable hand around and a sprinkling of Aristocrats who had chosen a bad time to visit) were left with no place to hide.
During that day, Yuuri had no idea of their dilemma and was about to enjoy a soak in his private bath. He had mind to see what he could do with his powers without having to summon his alter ego. The thought of his beloved mother's curry invaded his head and an urge to go home swept through him as he climbed into the warm water.
You could imagine his surprise when he heard a throng of heavy footfalls and the doors to his bedroom slammed open.
“Anissina's coming!” Wolfram yelped and a rough estimation (according to Yuuri) of thirteen grown men filed into his room in an all out panic. They spotted the open door leading to where the black-haired teen was and shimmied into it like it was the safest closet anywhere.
“Save us, Your Majesty!” said Gunter and without warning, the entire party toppled into the water.
Shinou then deemed it as a good time to send the Maou back to Earth. Yuuri hardly had time to react.
It was merely an unfortunate, painful coincidence that Shori had been louging in the Shibuya household's tiny tub.
“YAAAAAARRGH!”
It was an incredibly tight fit. A host of people dressed like Eighteenth Century France and crammed in a small tub was an undeniably unpleasant experience.
“What unique bathing quarters you have, Your Majesty,” Densham von Karbelnikoff said politely.
“Forgive the intrustion...” Conrad laughed apologetically.
Shori was purple in the face, the others were flailing to breath and while the rest were simply sliding out of the tub like herring free from the net.
“I didn't know the baths could hold this many people,” mused Murata.
Yuuri was struggling to get out of a tangle of limbs mainly belonging to Wolfram, his eldest half-brother and his uncle.
“They don't. Gaaaaah....”
Anissina on hyper drive indeed. Someone up there must find all this really amusing, besides Shinou naturally.
END