Deviation Actions
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The whole army became silent.
“I didn’t think so.” He grabbed my hand and walked off confidently. He guided me back to his house and used his foot to open the door. The second the door opened, he ran up to his bedroom all flustered, and slammed it.
“Babe? Handsome? What are you doing?” I giggled as I climbed the staircase.
“I-I can’t believe I just said all that to my troops… I am an awful King!” His flustered state shone through his words and it was hilarious.
“Neither can I… But that was so charming. Congrats.” I replied with a teasing tone.
“I am screwed, Kresta! They’re gonna tease me till the day I die!” He protested with a tone of anxiety.
“Want me to kill you now and prove they’ll keep teasing you even after death?” I crossed my arms and stared at the door with a grin.
“NO! FUCK NO! And you’re not helping!” Fickle got angry. He’s so cute when he’s mad.
“Neither are you! How am I supposed to hug you if you’re on the opposite of the door?!” I tapped my foot with impatience.
“Magic?” He stated. “Leave that to the Queen. The only thing I can do is use my physical skills. I’ll kick this door down!” I shouted at him.
“NO! Fuck, Kresta… ”He sighed.
“Well if you won’t stop acting like a coward, I am leaving! Bye.” I began to walk off and I heard the door swing open without caring about being torn from the frame.
“I-If you leave, I am dumping you!” Fickle screamed at me.
“Go ahead. You love me so much you’d be begging me to take you back again in what, ten seconds? Plus, you just embarrassed the fuck out of yourself in front on the whole army, you wouldn’t waste your reputation by dumping me 5 minutes later, would you?” I kept on walking away and reached the front door when I felt a hand grab my shoulders.
“By Thor, you drive me mad! You are rude, arrogant, stubborn, such a smartass and yet I still love you!” He took a stronger grip on my shoulder as though experiencing pain while spitting out my flaws without taking a breath.
“Love me all you want, but I refuse to be here when you’re listing off my flaws and in a state of emotional turbulence. I wonder if you’re a woman with all that emotion.” I slapped his hand off my shoulder and walked out the door.
“Kresta! Wait!” I heard Fickle scream out to me, but with a sadistic heart, I didn’t stop walking away. I soon got home and in good time too, dad was making dinner.
“Can I help you, old man?” I walked through the door frame, the curtain still torn from the queen.
“Can you knock over men with a club?” dad replied with a light-hearted giggle.
“Can I test it on you?” I grinned. Dad shook his head with a sigh. “What’s wrong Dad? Is something bothering the General?” I asked while beginning to pluck the scales of the freshly caught fish.
“Kresta, what does love mean to you?” Dad asked with sadness in his tone.
“Well… personally, it stands for Lustful, Overestimated, Violent Emotion.” I answered with a half-hearted tone. He must have seen through it and his eyes wanted an explanation, but he kept his question at bay. ”why I say that is because people always confuse lust and love. It’s an overestimated thought because people believe it’s simple but it’s the most complex thing in the world. When you are hurt by the person you love or made jealous, you tend to lash out, henceforth it is violent. And the fun part is, it is one of many useless emotions. It can blind your judgement, make you feel weak or strong, is founded by fragile materials like trust, respect, joy and many others.” I explained. I looked at Dad with a curious gaze and his face was covered in a gloomy shadow, like I had just told him his wife was a lie. “That’s my personal belief, you don’t have to go along with it” I warned him.
“I know. Thanks.” Dad suddenly stopped cooking dinner and mumbled “I’m going to bed. Night.” And he walked to his bedroom while gently closing his door behind him. What have I done?! We were all happy when I got here then dad asked that stupid question and I scared him off. I hate not being able to have emotions!
